The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

the day after.

The City Lord's Mansion welcomes the new and ambitious Douwang City Lord who has advanced to the empire.

Later, Meng Cheng and his son left Mocheng reluctantly with the help of many colleagues and friends and headed for the official road of Wutan City.

Under the city of Mocheng.

Meng Jing scratched the top of his head and looked at Meng Cheng who was walking out with only a bag on his back. Then he asked with confusion on his face: "Dad, are we really going to bring these things?"

"It's just an external thing. I came here alone and left alone!" Meng Cheng looked back at the city wall like a giant steel beast behind him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Ten years are like one day! The old one leaves and the new one takes over, reincarnation repeats. !”

Luckily I'm not ten.

"What did you say?"

Meng Jing clicked her tongue, then deviated from the topic and asked tentatively: "To go to Wutan City, take the flying Warcraft, or the land Warcraft train?"

"No!" Meng Cheng looked at his son lovingly and said, "I fly, you run! This is training!"

Meng Jing's expression froze, then she looked at Meng Cheng flying into the sky with full of sadness.

"Don't run?" A serious voice came from the sky, followed by a whip covered with barbs hitting the ground.

The sight made Meng Jing panic, and she glanced at Meng Cheng with fearful eyes. However, seeing his serious eyes, Meng Jing couldn't help but shrink her neck.

So he gritted his teeth and ran towards the official road of Wutan City.

"I'll give you seven days to run from here to Wutan City!" Meng Cheng said coldly: "If you don't arrive... hum! You know what will happen!"

This sound was like a magic spell, imprinted in Meng Jing's heart, and Meng Jing couldn't help but shudder.

Meng Jing, a disciple born in a family of imperial officials, has talent... 21-year-old Dou Shi cultivation.

His cultivation was all forced by that fighting king in the sky.

If you say it according to the other party's words.Although his qualifications are good in the empire, in the outside world, only 13 years old is a fighter. When the opponent is this age, he is just a fighting king level existence like him.

Just because it becomes more and more difficult as you practice.

Running all the way, Meng Jing was afraid of the iron whip in the sky and hated the long road ahead.

One day.

Meng Jing ran and stopped, running for thousands of miles, so tired that even her bones were about to fall apart.

But on the second day, the ruthless iron whip struck again, awakening Meng Jing like thunder.

On the second day, I ran [-] miles.

On the third day, he ran [-] miles. Well, within a few months, his Dou Qi broke through to the level of a two-star Dou Shi.

fourth day...

the seventh day.

Wutan City is in front of you, only about ten miles away.

In a place with lush jungles, Meng Cheng stood on a tree branch, looking at Meng Jing, who had become a refugee from the dust.

The eyes were dull and mechanical, but there was a sense of helplessness.

"Dad!" His voice was hoarse like an old man's.

"Is that enough...?" Meng Jing's eyes were in a trance, and she felt that her sight lines were starting to overlap. She said with dry lips: "Utan City seems to be not far away!"

"Not bad!" Meng Cheng said in a deep voice: "Unfortunately, I thought you could arrive one day early. It seems that I still overestimated you!"

Meng Jing:***
"I can't help it anymore! Dad, please let me go! I was really drained. I was..." Meng Jing said weakly, her eyes already searching for the place to sleep.

"Hmph!" Meng Cheng saw Meng Jing's dejected look and snorted coldly, "No future!"

"..."

"But things can't be done halfway!" Meng Cheng said: "It's still almost thirty miles away. You can walk over here on your own. I will wait for you at the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Okay! Okay! Dad, please wait for me when... I will not give up halfway! I, Meng Jing, will not give up halfway!" Meng Jing nodded repeatedly, his tone was a little perfunctory.

"Alas!" Meng Cheng sighed, turned around and flew away in the direction of Wutan City. …

Seeing Meng Cheng's figure walking away, Meng Jing looked around, walked into the official jungle as if nothing had happened, and then lay down in a shady place and fell asleep.

A small sound of sleep spreads.

Meng Jing had a dream. He dreamed that he was invincible and could persuade thousands of troops to retreat with just one look. The refreshing feeling made Meng Jing laugh in his sleep.

……

purr purr!

A carriage drawn by a unicorn drove slowly from the official road to Wutan City.

The carriage is luxuriously decorated and has a soft mattress inside.

"Yanran, Wutan City is right in front of you! I sent a letter to the Xiao family yesterday, so their head must be ready!" In the carriage, a man nearly fifty years old said. His face is not old, but his face is The beard is like that of a goat.

"Master Kuzu Ye, I haven't thought about what to say yet!" A girl in a long skirt said: "After all, Uncle Xiao once hugged me, and my father and the others..."

"Hmph!" Ge Ye touched his beard and said with disdain in his eyes: "If you have anything to say, just say it! Tell the purpose of this trip directly. This is the sect master's wish after all!"

"what!?"

"Yanran, please remember, you are the disciple of our Yunlan Sect leader, with a noble status! Not something that a small Xiao family can follow!" Ge Ye said: "If the Xiao family knew the current affairs, they should have joined the three Months ago, when I learned that Yanran you had become the disciple of the head of the Yunlan Sect, I should have come to my door with an apology and canceled the engagement!"

"Instead of waiting until now!" Kuzu Ye sneered: "I'm afraid they just want to get benefits! Let me visit, what a good plan!"

"Ah?" the girl exclaimed in confusion.

"Yanran, you are still young, you don't understand, you don't understand what it means to have a sinister heart! Deeply scheming!" Ge Ye touched his beard and pretended to see through everything in the world.

"Think about it for yourself..."

Ge Ye then began to talk to Nalan Yanran about his understanding of the world and his guesses about the human heart.

Suddenly, there was a noise from ahead, and then the carriage stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong?" Ge Ye asked the person driving the carriage with a frown.

A young Yunlan Sect disciple opened the curtain of the carriage, poked his head in and said, "Elder, there is a group of people ahead! They seem to be looking into the woods?"

"Is there such a thing?" Kuzu Ye said.

So Ge Ye and Nalan Yanran opened the curtains of the carriage and looked into the distance. Sure enough, they saw a group of people pointing at the woods beside the official road.

"Go down and have a look!" Nalan Yanran said curiously.

"Go and have a look!" Ge Ye also frowned.

……

Whose family does this belong to?
Why are you still sleeping near the official road while wearing rags?
Tsk tsk, what a sleepy sleep!Hahaha, so many people are still watching.

He's not a beggar, is he?Aren't you afraid of being abducted by human traffickers?

Hey, eldest brother, second brother, look at the bag on his waist. It looks heavy. Could it be a gold head?
Listening to the gossip of people nearby, Ge Ye and Nalan Yanran looked forward and saw a whirring sound coming from the woods and grass not far away. They could vaguely hear that it was snoring.

The two of them suddenly turned pale.

"Let's go!" Ge Ye cursed secretly and said, "Just a little beggar! What did I think he was!"

Damn curiosity!

"Um, wait a minute, elder! It seems like I know him!" Nalan Yanran said hesitantly.

"you recognize?"

"I seemed to have seen him at the Mu family banquet last year!" Nalan Yanran frowned and said, "I don't know if it's him!"

Ge Ye's eyes lit up when he heard this. Anyone who can participate in the imperial military's Mu family banquet must have an extraordinary status!

At least the family has a strong man at the level of a fighting king, who is worth wooing and getting to know.

So Kuzu Ye released a trace of fighting spirit, relaxed his momentum a little, and began to gradually walk towards the young man who was piled in the grass by the woods. (End of chapter)