Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 147 The Genius Who Was Dig Out of His Spiritual Roots (1)

In the 15th year of Zhaoyou, Emperor Chen abdicated to the crown prince selected from the clan, and became the Supreme Emperor leisurely.

Chu Yuanqing and Lou Zhuang traveled around and tasted delicious food from all over the world.

Many years later, they got old and couldn't run anymore, so they returned to the capital to retire.

At that time, Chu Yuanqing's temples were already frosty and white, but his eyes looking at Lou Zhuang were still hot and full of love.

Even before he died, he still held Lou Zhuang's hand, saying over and over again: "If there is an afterlife, we will still be together."

Lou Zhuang's fingertips caressed his eyebrows gently and delicately.

Under the man's hopeful eyes, Lou Zhuang replied: "Okay."

Chu Yuanqing closed his eyes with a smile, his breathing gradually stopped, and the wooden rabbit in his arms rolled down onto the bed.

There was a silver light shining in the system space all the time, and the "reserved card" showing the working status gradually disappeared until it disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Lou Zhuang returned to the system space.

5555 floated in front of her: "Congratulations to the host for completing the task again, your points have been credited."

"Ding--"

"Integral +50000, the current total is 75000."

Lou Zhuang sat cross-legged, resting her chin in boredom: "What's the use of this thing?"

5555's cold system voice is rigid and serious: "It can be exchanged for things in the system store, such as 'reserve card'."

Lou Zhuang made an ok gesture, and the "reserve card" alone was enough to make her heart flutter.

The slender five fingers were subconsciously gathered, this time there was no naive straw rabbit in the palm.

Lou Zhuang pursed her lower lip, opened her brain, and a light screen with a light silver glow popped up in front of her.

A three-headed human cub was lying on the upper right corner of the light screen, with a childish voice: "Master~"

Lou Zhuang ignored it, turned on the note-taking function, and tapped the translucent keyboard suspended in mid-air with ten fingers, and the sound effect of "click" sounded.

Title: Number of enemies killed in this world

1. Gyeonggi Battalion Soldiers
2. Madam Zhang
3. Chunyan

4. Chunjiao

After a long page was listed, Lou Zhuang adjusted his posture and clicked his tongue: "There are so many people, and I have accumulated a fortune on the battlefield."

5555: "."

"Does the host need to rest for a while before heading to the next mission world?"

Lou Zhuang forked off the light screen: "Continue."

5555 moved quickly, and the light screen floating in mid-air also started to operate, automatically screening the mission world.

After a few seconds, only a "beep" was heard.

"The task world has been selected, 'the genius who has been dug out of the spirit root'."
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Today is the day when the Holy Spirit Sect recruits new disciples every four years.

The major families in Nanze Continent sent their disciples with outstanding qualifications one after another, and even the noble princes and princesses who came from the royal family also appeared at the foot of the Holy Spirit Sect.

Even if you can't become the direct disciple of the suzerain or even several elders, as long as you can become an inner disciple, it is an unparalleled honor.

Dozens of outer sect disciples Su Se, dressed in gray uniforms of the Holy Spirit Sect, stood in front of the sect. They looked like immortals, making everyone envious.

The outer disciples all have such a demeanor, and the inner disciples must be even more outstanding.

At this time, in a corner at the foot of the Holy Spirit Sect, a thin and small boy was surrounded by a group of older children.

Someone stretched out his hand and pushed him hard, his tone full of malice: "A bastard, if my aunt hadn't been kind-hearted, what qualifications would he have to come to the Holy Spirit Sect?"

The boy was emaciated, and he staggered and fell to the ground. His clothes, which had been patched in several places, were covered with dust, and he was in a terrible embarrassment.

"Hey, I'm a weakling, I guess I don't even have the qualifications to become an outer disciple!"

(End of this chapter)