I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 748 Returning to Beijing
It's just that the demon lord I saw at this time is younger, and the temperament of a time traveler who is completely different from this world is getting stronger.

Just when Zheng Xiaoming and the Holy Master of the Devil's Cult looked at each other, staring wide-eyed.The other people surrounding the Demon Sect Lord also reacted, quickly surrounded the Demon Sect Lord, and protected them, but looked at Zheng Xiaoming, and shouted: "Who is it, why are you spying on my Heavenly Demon Prince?" whereabouts?"

Zheng Xiaoming felt amused, could it be that the Holy Master of the Demon Sect at this time is only the prince of the Demon Sect?
However, he had absolutely no intention of dealing with these members of the Demon Cult. He glanced at them lightly and walked away on a detour.

However, this one glance has completely annoyed the devil prince that day, and he jumped up and cursed under the protection of the crowd: "What do you mean? I don't care if I ask you. Could it be that you look down on me, Mr. Hou?" No!"

Zheng Xiaoming dropped a sentence from a distance: "I'm afraid that if I take a look at you, you will kill my whole family!"

The devil prince was taken aback that day, why did he feel that this sentence was so familiar and had such a sense of sight?His complexion suddenly became extremely exciting.

He was still angry, his subordinates were already angry, they dared to talk to Prince Tianmo like that.He deserves death!
I heard two whistling sounds, and there were two guys rushing towards Zheng Xiaoming with a black wind on their bodies: "You little thief, how dare you talk to my prince like that! It's an unforgivable crime, get out of here!" Plead guilty to the prince..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zheng Xiaoming waved his hand, and the Demon Cult monsters who came from the two servants flew back backwards just as they came, and fell in a mess.

The Demon Cult masters were in a commotion, and when they were about to go out to deal with Zheng Xiaoming, they were stopped by the Heavenly Demon Prince with a strange expression: "Don't chase... this person is not simple! This person is probably like me, wearing... ...Uh, this person has good luck, and like me, he is a child of good luck. If you go to trouble him in the past, it is tantamount to courting death!"

There was apprehension in his tone.

This day the devil prince is indeed a time traveler, since the time of time travel, he has been obsessed with eyes and never put everyone in his eyes.

But he is also a person who is favored by luck. He belongs to the person who can pick up treasures when he walks and falls.

Since joining the Heavenly Demon Sect, he was quickly valued by the Heavenly Demon Sect Master and the elders, and became the established heir of the Heavenly Demon Sect, known as the Prince of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Even many masters of other demon sects pinned their hopes on him, thinking that only people like him could lead the demon sect to rise and fight against Shushan.

Such a guy who is loved by thousands of people, at this moment for the first time, he has a strong heart of jealousy!
"Since Shengyu, why Shengliang? Every traverser is a child of luck. It is enough for God to let one traverser come over, why would another one come? Is this creating a destined enemy for my life?"

Thinking of this, the demon prince suddenly turned pale.

That is to say, this kind of traveler thinks too much, and Zheng Xiaoming is not a child of his luck.At this time, let his subordinates swarm up, even if Zheng Xiaoming can't be killed, Zheng Xiaoming will be injured in embarrassment.

But at this moment, he was thinking too much and he was undecided, since he watched Zheng Xiaoming leave helplessly.

And Zheng Xiaoming walked dozens of miles away, suddenly his body shook, and he said to himself with a strange face: "It's strange! How come my energy has skyrocketed so much?"

Then he suddenly thought about it, Zheng Xiaoming was obviously much more proficient in the matter of aura, after all he mastered the aura of fortune.Although the aura of fortune is mainly about wealth, not the aura of officials and aristocrats.

But Zheng Xiaoming has a lot of knowledge about qi, and at this moment he vaguely understands: "I just thought that the devil prince would send someone to hunt and kill me that day, the kind that would never stop dying.

But it didn't occur to him that he didn't do anything... Could this be the meaning of the so-called God who does not take back but takes the blame?So, it wouldn't be that the demon prince's luck was taken away by me just now! "

I'm afraid it's almost the same!
Zheng Xiaoming let out a long laugh, and his body was like a swimming dragon, setting up a faint golden light, as if blending into the wind and riding the wind.

A few days later, the capital of Da Chu.

Thirty years have passed, and Zheng Xiaoming has walked along the way, and many places have become more depressed.But this important place in the capital has not changed much, and it even looks more prosperous and lively, but there are many beggars.

However, it can be seen that all the people entering and leaving the capital are four-wheeled carriages.

Zheng Xiaoming even saw the "road", one after another of heavy carriages, passing through the city directly through the special city gates.

These are the traces left by him in the past!
Probably the current prosperity of the capital has something to do with his deeds.

There was a long line of ordinary people waiting in line to enter the city. Zheng Xiaoming, who had already changed into a Taoist robe, didn't bother to line up, so he came directly to another tax gate, and was immediately stopped by soldiers: "This is not a place like you. The Taoist left..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a golden seal in Zheng Xiaoming's hand.

A soldier saw it, and seemed to know a few words, and said with a smile: "Sleep with the country, Duke of Xiayang. What can you do, who do you want to deceive with the seal of the country?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard Zheng Xiaoming laughing and said: "Bold! You little boy, be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth..."

After saying a word, the soldier's mouth seemed to be sealed, and he could no longer make a sound.

I heard Zheng Xiaoming say calmly: "I am Lord Xiayang who went to the mountain to practice Taoism [-] years ago. Now that I have achieved success in Taoism, I have returned to the capital again. Please let me know..."

The voice was faint, but after it came out, it resounded through half of the capital like a thunderclap.

All of a sudden, streaks of brilliance flew out from the top of the capital, like frightened birds: "Which cultivator dares to come to the capital to make trouble?"

But I don't know when, even this capital now has so many masters of practice!

Zheng Xiaoming stood with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes slightly, and didn't answer, just like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

One by one, the masters of practice fell around Zheng Xiaoming, but they didn't dare to make mistakes, they all looked at Zheng Xiaoming in surprise.

Thirty years ago, after Duke Xiayang defeated three Yadis main cities in a row, he abandoned the general army of Daning Town and became a monk to practice cultivation.

Even the emperor and the imperial court have already decided on this matter, the title of Lord Xiayang has been retained until today, and the title of Lord Xiayang is temporarily replaced by the distant relatives of Lord Xiayang.

Even after so many years, most of the people would have thought that Xiayang Gong was already dead!
Now, this Lord Xiayang reappeared, whether it was true or not, before the court made a conclusion, how could others dare to say anything?
After all, only thirty years have passed.All the old people who knew Xia Yanggong back then are still alive!

(End of this chapter)