Becoming the richest man in the universe begins with cultivating immortals

The matchmaker slapped her thigh, "That's right, that's Mr. Zhao. His family is very rich. If Xiaolan marries in, she will definitely enjoy endless glory and wealth..."

"You can pull it down!" The fat aunt dragged the matchmaker outside, "Your marriage will be given to whomever you like, our family is not rare."

As he said that, he threw out all the gifts brought by the matchmaker, and directly drove the person out of the house.

Mr. Zhao is a playboy, marrying him is not a good thing. The mother-in-law in his backyard is scheming, and a careless person like Xiaolan probably won't live for three months after marrying.

The matchmaker lost her temper when she was kicked out. She stood at the door and yelled, "Don't you know Mr. Zhao? Whether you want to or not, you have to marry, and you have to marry if you don't."

Speaking of this, the fat aunt also felt worried, Mr. Zhao is rich and powerful, how could ordinary people like them be able to provoke him.

Xiaolan came out of the house, crying, "Mom, I don't want to marry."

The fat aunt sighed and comforted her, "Don't panic, I'll think of a way."

Xiaolan ran out angrily, sat under a big tree not far away and cried, crying from daytime to evening, her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Sang Qi just sat in the yard drinking tea, watching her with cold eyes, watching her cry, just like watching an opera in the poor building, quite good at having fun.

While watching, he sighed in his heart, this little girl can really cry, she can squat there and cry for a long time.

He was amazed.

The moon that Xiaolan was crying climbed up, and then she got up and went home unsteadily.

Probably his legs were numb from sitting for a long time, and when he got up he staggered twice and almost fell, Sang Qi sipped his tea, it was a little cold, but the tea smelled good.

When Xiaolan passed by the door, she saw Sang Qi drinking tea, she stopped and asked cautiously, "You seem to be pretty good?"

She wanted to ask him for help.

"Yeah." Sang Qi's voice was cooler than the moonlight, "But...what does it have to do with you?"

Xiao Lan, who had just stopped crying, heard his tone, tears fell down, and she went home crying.

Fortunately, Xiaolan has a good temper. If Mo Zunyue encountered such a situation, she would definitely complain in her heart, and she fed the dog with all her heart, and also fed the pancakes to the dog.

Unfortunately, not everyone belongs to Mo Zunyue.

Sang Qi lacked interest, so he collected the cup and went back to the room.

He is the evil fruit of Mo Zunyue, so he will be a mortal honestly, and when his evil fruit dies, Mo Zunyue can be her happy fairy.

She saved him from the traffickers back then, and he gave her whatever she wanted these years. She wanted a god, and he fulfilled her.

She wants to ascend, and he also fulfills her, it's just a humble life, it's worth it to help her ascend.

The two of them have had a fit of temper for hundreds of years since Sang Qi became a demon.

It's not long, but the fairy's flick of a finger, it's not short, it's enough to cause a gap between two people who are intimate.

Sang Qi didn't even have the courage to ask Mo Zunyue if she wanted to ascend or him.

Mo Zunyue has been very busy recently, so busy that she doesn't even have time to look at Sang Qi.

Sang Qi can no longer practice immortality, but he absolutely cannot cultivate demons, and Mo Zunyue doesn't want him to die like this.

He accompanies her to grow up, and accompanies her to ascend to the throne of God. He shouldn't become a mortal in the end and die alone.

Mo Zunyue was looking for a way to change his fate for him.

The Continent of Cultivation has a profound foundation. Even if she is a god in many places, she may have to return with half her life if she goes there, but she goes forward without any hesitation.

Just trying to find a glimmer of hope in the legacy of civilization.