Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1013 Young City Lord's Promise of Love
"you can not!"

Zhu Xiangchen almost blurted out without thinking.

A pair of red eyes stared at Yanyan, and Zhu Xiangchen's lips trembled when he spoke again: "I am not a disciple of the original sect of Baiwu Temple, I am a disciple of Baiwu Mountain Sect halfway."

"I have been practicing for several years when I entered the White Mist Palace, and this part of my cultivation cannot be regarded as something in the White Mist Palace! You, you can't take my cultivation!"

Zhu Xiangchen kicked his legs back nervously while talking; "What's more, what's more, I'm no longer from the White Mist Palace. I work for Canglang City. I'm from Canglang City. If you take me Cultivation, beware of offending Canglang City!"

Cultivation is the foundation of every monk, and it is much more precious than those pills and spirit stones. If it can be exchanged, he would rather Yanyan ask for these things back than to have his cultivation base abolished.

Zhu Xiangchen took only a few steps in his retreating body before his back was pinned down by a foot and he couldn't move anymore.

Zhu Xiangchen looked back and saw that the person who stepped on his back was Xing Yutang.

Xing Yutang looked down at Zhu Xiangchen, expressionless: "Since I hand you over to Miss Yan, you are no longer from my Canglang City, so you don't need to use my Canglang City as your shield."

Zhu Xiangchen roared with red eyes: "I went to the city lord's command, not to serve you. This trip was also appointed by the city lord. Even if your young city chief punishes me, you have to go back and report to the city lord to make a decision. I am not yours. You You have no right to deal with me!"

Xing Yutang: "As the young city lord, I still have the right to dispose of a subordinate. I don't like people who betray me."

"In the past, if you were able to betray the White Mist Palace, you can betray my Canglang City tomorrow. There are no defectors in Canglang City. When you came to seek refuge, I was not there. If I were, I would not keep you at that time. When I go back, I will truthfully tell my father about this matter."

The last hope in Zhu Xiangchen's eyes was extinguished by Xing Yutang's words.

Zhu Xiangchen turned his head to look at Yanyan again, his eyes were red before he could speak, and his tone softened:

"I beg the suzerain to forgive me, I am willing to reform my mistakes, start as an ordinary disciple, I am willing to serve the suzerain sooner or later, I am willing to hand over all the money, I just ask the suzerain to let me go this time, I am willing to return to the White Mist Palace .”

Zhu Xiangchen burst into tears, turned over and fell to his knees, knocking his head one by one.

Even Bo Chengxian had to stare blankly, remembering how high and high the deputy palace master was in the past, but now he has come to such a tragic end, Bo Chengxian couldn't help but feel emotional.

He looked sideways at Yan Yan.

Yanyan was expressionless, and pointed to a golden streamer covering Zhu Xiangchen who was still kowtowing.

Under everyone's astonishing eyes, Yan Yan's voice was low: "Back to the sky and back to the sun!"

Zhu Xiangchen, who was shrouded in the golden light, blinked in front of his eyes, as if he saw the time flow backwards, and at the same time saw himself in middle age, youth, and youth, and then the reverse flow of time stopped at a certain point in time.

Zhu Xiangchen raised his head, and was surprised to see the kind smile of the old suzerain of the White Mist Hall, Misty Zi, standing in front of him.

That was his extremely pious kneeling, the first kowtow he kowtowed in the White Mist Hall...

"Splitting, Time!"

Following Yan Yan's last word, Zhu Xiangchen felt that all the blood in his body was going against the flow.

The bones of the body and the skin are undergoing drastic changes at the same time. He can see with the naked eye that the skin on his hands has changed from the plump and fair skin he maintained before, to rapidly dry and thin, with wrinkles and large areas of age spots appearing.

When the golden light dissipated, the ropes that bound Zhu Xiangchen's body fell off automatically.

Zhu Xiangchen exercised his internal strength and found that he still had cultivation, he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, but when he wanted to recall the Baiwu Temple exercises, he couldn't remember at all, as if a memory had been stolen from his mind.

He suddenly raised his head, and the woman standing in front of him just now turned and left.

"Stop, what have you done to me?" From Zhu Xiangchen's throat came a hoarse and old voice.

Yanyan didn't turn her head back, and said in a calm voice, "Receive your time in the White Mist Palace."

Zhu Xiangchen, who was almost instantly aged and outrageous, stood up tremblingly and swishing in the astonished eyes of everyone, pointing to Yanyan's back: "You, you are young, but you have such a vicious heart, you are not afraid of the catastrophe in power, he The sun is gone!"

Yanyan smiled sideways: "If you are a person who is so rebellious, if I don't take your cultivation today, letting the tiger go back to the mountain is just raising the tiger. I have reasons and evidence for what I do, so why be afraid of the law of heaven?"

"Huh! If the way of heaven is unfair when he waits for me to cross the catastrophe, I still have to ask the way of heaven for an explanation!"

After finishing speaking, Yanyan led the crowd into the sky without turning her head.

Looking at the back of Yanyan leaving, Lu Qi who was following behind Xing Yutang couldn't help feeling: "What a courageous woman, the young city master insisted on inviting this Yan girl to our Canglang City just now!"

The rest of the followers nodded in agreement.

Xing Yutang silently looked at Yan Yan's figure who had already stepped on the clouds, suddenly remembered something, took out a scroll from his sleeve pocket, and threw it into the air.

The scroll turned into a streak of light and chased after Yanyan.

Everyone: Is the young city master going to give this girl a token of love?

Yanyan, Mr. Yumei and others set off to catch up with the caravan, but just as Yujian set off, a flash of light suddenly flashed in front of him.

Before others could react, Mr. Yumei had opened the barrier to protect everyone.

After all, it was once a high level of cultivation, even though it is now damaged, it is still much more sensitive than ordinary people.

At the same time that Mr. Yumei's enchantment enveloped everyone, the streamer actually directly penetrated Mr. Yumei's enchantment and came in front of everyone.

The expressions of Yanyan and the others suddenly changed, and their spiritual qi flickered one after another, but the streamer rushing in front of them began to quickly converge, and finally turned into a line.

It was actually a scroll.

The scroll slowly floated in front of Yanyan.

Feeling that there was no abnormal aura fluctuating on it, Yan Yan stretched out her hand to take the scroll and unfolded it slowly.

Mr. Yumei, Bo Chengxian and He Ji also came forward curiously.

Then, several people were startled by the painting on the scroll at the same time, and then looked at Yanyan with complicated expressions.

The moment she opened the scroll, Yanyan was also a little surprised.

The painting on the scroll is a woman dressed in red and wearing a snow fox cloak. The woman has a gorgeous and outstanding appearance. At first glance, her face is somewhat similar to her.

But looking closely at the divine light in his eyes, Yanyan immediately knew that the person in the painting was not herself.

Because the demeanor is not the same.

Although this woman looks young and beautiful, the vicissitudes in her eyes cannot be concealed by her youthful appearance.

This woman is obviously much older than her, with such a gentle and quiet gaze showing grace and introversion... This woman must have had extraordinary experiences, a good upbringing and a noble background.

Just as Yan Yan was guessing, Xing Yutang's sound transmission came from his consciousness.

"Miss Yan, do you recognize this person?"

Yan Yan: "I don't know."

Xing Yutang: "This person is my aunt, who has been separated for many years for some reason, and my father misses her very much. Because the girl and my aunt were very similar in temperament and appearance when they were young, Yutang asked abruptly."

Yanyan: "It's okay, but I really don't recognize the noble person in the painting, sorry."

When Yanyan finished speaking, the scroll in front of her also dissipated automatically.

At the same time, Xing Yutang's regretful voice came from his ears: "Since meeting the girl, Yutang has always had the illusion of family reunion. It's a pity that there was a misunderstanding. If the girl passes through Canglang City in the future, Yutang will send a messenger to greet her !"

Yanyan turned her head to look down and was still standing in the distance, looking at Xing Yutang from afar, and cupped her hands: "There will be a time later!"

　(3[▓▓]Good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)