The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1197
That young man was naturally Luoyang, and he taught this girl just as he pleased, without any thoughts or distractions.

"Get up, don't kneel here." Luo Yang stretched out his hand to pull the girl up. Because she had been kneeling for too long, her joints were stiff, and she grinned in pain when she stood up, and she almost fell down when she wobbled.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Luo Yang waved his hand gently, and the girl floated up. She only felt that her legs were warm, and then her whole body was warm, like soaking in a hot spring or basking in the sun.

"Master!" The girl's eyes widened, and she looked at all this in amazement. She was just a child of a mortal. When had she ever seen such a fairy trick, she couldn't be happier.

Luo Yang reached out and touched her little head, and said gently: "Don't call me master, I'm still young, and I don't want to accept apprentices yet. In the future, we'll be called brother and sister, just call me brother."

"Brother." The little girl cried. She had never been cared for since she was a child, let alone touched her head. That feeling was really warm and made her young heart tremble.

In her memory, there were only being beaten and scolded, only being disgusted, and being constantly rejected. She looked up at Luoyang, and the person in front of her was more noble than anyone she had ever seen. That kind of temperament was probably a fairy.

But it was such a person who made her feel deeply inferior, who was willing to take her to practice, to heal her injuries, and to touch her head.

The little girl was deeply intoxicated, all her grievances were discovered, and she cried wantonly and sputteringly.

Luo Yang is not a fledgling kid anymore, he has seen too many things, so he naturally knows why the girl is crying, and he doesn't try to persuade her, but just gently takes her hand and hugs her into his arms.

The little girl finally finished crying, her eyes were as red as cherries, and she hummed a little embarrassedly, while Luoyang laughed loudly, picked her up, and flew straight forward.

Although this little girl is eleven or twelve years old, she did not bloom due to malnutrition. She is very petite. Now she is lying in Luoyang's arms and screaming strangely. She was shocked by the whirring wind. .

But soon she got used to it, instead of being afraid, she enjoyed it, her giggles were like silver bells, and she seemed extraordinarily happy.

Luoyang knew the little girl's name, well fence, because she was found beside the well fence. At that time, she was still in her infancy, and her parents had already died of hunger and cold.

She has been a beggar for as long as she can remember, and when she grows up a bit, she wants to join the mountain gate, but unfortunately she has repeatedly hit the wall and never succeeded.

"Well fence? That's not a good name. In the future, you will be called Jinglan. The scenery is the scenery, the blue sky is blue! I hope that one day you can enjoy the scenery in the blue sky and become the scenery in the blue sky of others."

Luoyang named the little girl, and lived in a hut on the mountain behind Yaochi, where she settled down.

People from Yaochi discovered Luoyang and came to question him, but Luoyang was not an unknown person, but the Prince of Daxia, even Yaochi had to treat him with courtesy, and wanted to invite Luoyang to rest in the sect.

It's a pity that Luoyang rejected it, so he brought Jing Lan here to live and practice. Jing Lan is very resolute, but she was a bit introverted at the beginning.

But with Luoyang's company, she soon became cheerful, and her lively girl's nature was stimulated, and she liked to run wildly all over the mountains and plains. Of course, this was only in front of Luoyang.

Luoyang taught Jing Lan the way of cultivation, and they were all top-notch, but Jing Lan's aptitude was indeed too poor. Under Luoyang's training and the strong spiritual power of this place, it took a full year to be promoted to Xiantian. .

However, after she was promoted to Xiantian, she seemed to have found some tricks, and her practice speed was greatly improved. After another year, she reached the tenth heaven of rebirth, and after another year, she became a king kong.

Moreover, Jing Lan practiced too hard. She practiced during the day and at night, and even did not forget to practice while eating and sleeping. This made Luoyang, who had been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, very ashamed.

Five years have passed quickly, and Jing Lan has grown into a big girl, charming and charming, that kind of beauty has surpassed many fairies in Yaochi Holy Land.

That kind of beauty is beyond vulgarity without fireworks, like a mortal fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, like the flawless jade washed by the clear spring of Yaochi, even Luoyang is a little distracted when he sees it, but at this moment Jinglan has already borne fruit.

Within five years, the Holy Prince of Great Xia and the Saintess of Yaochi had been here. These were the most powerful young geniuses in the period of the Emperor of Chaos.

"It's another spring, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the flowers are colorful. The feeling of life is really good." Luoyang leaned against the window to see the scenery outside the door, Yangliu Yiyi, Tottori called out.

"Brother, don't be bored there, come out and play!" Jing Lan danced under the willows, her laughter was like a ring, and she was dressed in a pure white dress, making her look like a holy star.

Luoyang smiled slightly, and walked out, wandering in the beautiful spring scenery, holding Jinglan's delicate and delicate hands, walking side by side, and the mountains and flowers in the distance were beautiful and affectionate.

Luoyang suddenly became interested, and countless mountain flowers flew up with one hand, dancing around Jinglan, and then the flowers weaved with each other, turning into a ring of flowers.

Luo Yang grabbed the wreath and gently put it on Jinglan's head. Her long hair was like clouds, willows were like smoke, and the wreaths were brightly colored, forming a wonderful picture of youth.

Jing Lan's face was blushing, bright and charming, holding the hem of the skirt and turning it around slightly, blinking her big eyes: "Brother, am I beautiful?"

"nice."

Luo Yang blurted out subconsciously, his eyes turned and he woke up suddenly, only to find that the young and lively girl's face in front of him was slowly merging with another face that suppressed the world.

This one belonged to Jing Lan, and the other belonged to the Emperor Burying Immortals. Originally, there was not so much intersection between the two, but everything changed when the wreath appeared.

The fog in front of Luoyang dissipated, and he saw clearly the face of the owner of the funeral coffin. Although it was a little different from the current one, Luoyang was sure that it was Jing Lan when he grew up!

Jing Lan is the Emperor of Burying Immortals, no wonder he was able to obtain the coffin of Burying Immortals when he was weak, and directly refine it.

No wonder Yuanyuan said that her young lady obeyed her words, so it turned out that there was such a fate between herself and the Emperor Burying Immortal, it was simply amazing.

And at this time, he also felt the profound intentions of the Mythical Emperor, if there was no bright yellow futon to bring him here, then there would be no encounter between him and Jing Lan.

And if there is no meeting between him and Jing Lan, then I am afraid that the world will lose the empress Burial Immortal, an ancient and shining empress, and history will undergo earth-shaking changes!

And his arrival just closed the circle, becoming a perfect closed circle. Everything made sense, and Luo Yang understood too much. The relationship between him and the Emperor Burying Immortal was really entangled to the extreme.

But no matter how you say it, now that it has happened, Luoyang will accept it, no matter how strong and domineering she is in the future, but now she is always the lively and bright girl in front of him, it is Jing Lan!
"Four Seasons Sword Sect, this is a third-rate sect in China. It is impossible to build a car behind closed doors. You go and compete with their masters." Luoyang brought Jing Lan to a sect that day.

Originally, the master of the sect was not willing to let his disciples compete with a female doll at all, but when Luoyang released the power to suppress the world, the master of the sect who only had the cultivation base of Tianjun gave in directly.

"Don't worry, brother, I won't let you down." Jing Lan smiled sweetly, and walked to the square of the Four Seasons Sword Sect. She took off the wreath and put it in the storage ring, fearing that it would be damaged.

"Fairy, you have to be careful!" said the number one young genius of the Four Seasons Sword Sect, with greed in his eyes: "If I can defeat you, can you form a Taoist partner with me?"

"No! And you can't beat me at all!"

Jing Lan took a step forward, a powerful cultivation bloomed from her soft and tender body, and the flames were raging. She blasted Suzaku Soaring with one punch. This is a trick in the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit!
"Swordsmanship of the Four Seasons, Spring Rain, Xia Lei, Autumn Shuang, Winter Snow!"

This young man is indeed extraordinary, he is a king body, comprehended the true meaning of the Four Seasons swordsmanship, and displayed the four swords at the same time, and the scene of the four seasons reincarnation appeared.

"boring!"

Jing Lan sneered, her arrogance had already begun to show, Suzaku spread its wings and soared, and cut the Four Seasons Sword Art with a bang, and the young man was defeated with just one move, and was thrown out directly, like a blood bag.

"Brother, let's go." Jing Lan bounced to Luo Yang's side and took his arm, and the wreath was already on her head at some point.

Luo Yang gave a helpless wry smile, and took Jing Lan away. He found that Jing Lan was getting more and more attached to him now, and he couldn't even shake him off. He didn't know whether it was good or bad.

At the beginning, he was a little worried, but soon he couldn't extricate himself from it. Luoyang kept taking Jing Lan to challenge the disciples of other sects, and Jing Lan's ability also made Luoyang dumbfounded.

Since her debut, she has never been defeated in the same realm, and every time she has defeated her opponent with incomparable domineering means, she has cultivated a little invincible demeanor.

And Luoyang has been cultivating lately for these years, even Jing Lan hasn't seen him make too many shots, but a few times are enough to make her blood boil.

Once, a big monster with gods from ten heavens appeared and wanted to rob the two of them, but was slapped to death by Luo Yang's palm. He was slapped to death without any accident, and fell to pieces on the spot.

And the more recent one happened five days ago. At that time, a master of the gods in the mid-level of the gods was massacring the people of the clan, and Luoyang made a bold move.

It's just three tricks. When the reincarnation disk appeared, it directly smashed the person's body, turned into a piece of blood and sank into the earth, nourishing all things to grow, and it could be regarded as atonement for his evil deeds.

Winter is coming and autumn is coming, cold is coming and summer is coming, and the stars are changing. It has been 15 years since Luoyang met Jinglan.

Many things have happened in the past 15 years, and Jing Lan has also taken a big step, becoming a king, she really did it, becoming a king with a mortal body!
And on this day, a fairy from the Holy Land of Yaochi floated over and handed an invitation to Luoyang. It turned out that the saint of Yaochi had officially broken through and invited the young talents from all over the world to taste flat peaches in Yaochi.

"Brother, are you going?" Jing Lan lay on the table, as nimble as a bird: "This time, it seems that young masters from many holy places and holy pilgrimage will go."

(End of this chapter)