Sister ruined my cultivation a hundred times

Chapter 136 Flowers

Inside the stone door is a deep passage leading directly to an exquisite and low-key room.

The emperor walked slowly in the passage.

There is a table, chairs, a bed, and a large number of books in the room, but there are no other ones.

And a man was sitting on a chair, with his legs up on the stone table, looking at the approaching emperor with his eyes slouched, holding a fruit in his hand, and there were melons and fruits thrown everywhere on the ground Skin.

His hair was disheveled and there was no intention of taking care of it. Some parts were even tied in knots. His appearance was clearly that of a noble son, but he had a dandy air about him.

"Here comes my brother." The man whistled, showing no respect for the emperor.

With a calm face, the emperor swept away the skins of the melons and fruits on the ground and burned them all before sitting opposite him.

"How? Am I right?" The man put his legs down with a smile, leaned forward, and looked at the emperor with clear eyes.

"That person has appeared, right? Do everything you can to kill that person, perform well, and then you will benefit! Perform well, little emperor! Only when you have done well can you continue!"

He smiled and patted the emperor on the shoulder.

The emperor shook his hand away expressionlessly, his eyes were cold.

No emperor would like to be underestimated, even if he knows that this person is stronger than him.

The man laughed loudly, propped his head and tilted his head, his eyes were still frivolous that people didn't like.

"Little brother, it's boring for you to be like this. You still have to be happy to be a human being, and do what you want. What's the point of keeping a straight face every day, oh, although I'm not a human anymore hahahahahaha."

"..." The emperor ignored him.

The man is still muttering.

"If I didn't see you as obedient, I wouldn't come here."

"I don't need others to comment on what I do." The emperor said coldly.

The man immediately sneered when he heard the words.

"I'm just telling you that your choice is right. By the way, don't have any other thoughts that you shouldn't have. Do your job well, understand?"

The emperor looked at him coldly.

"Okay, little dragon bird, don't put on airs like this kind of emperor in front of me, what are you? Huh?"

The emperor clenched his hand slightly, and the displeasure on his face was obvious.

"I only know that there is no difference between you and I working for her."

The man laughed again, he shook his hair, and a red mark between his brows was faintly revealed.

"Not different?"

He looked at the emperor with mockery in his eyes.

"No, you're wrong, we are different."

"Oh?" The emperor raised his eyes.

"The two of us." He stretched out his finger and pointed at each of them, then took the chess pieces beside him and landed on the board.

"You are this."

"But it's me!" He clenched his fist and lightly landed on the table. Fine cracks appeared on the stone table and then shattered to the ground with a bang.

"Understood? This is the biggest difference between us!"

The emperor looked at the shattered stone table and the black and white jade chess pieces crashing all over the ground in silence, as if a blizzard was brewing in his eyes.

The fallen black and white jade chess began to make a cracking sound, and then turned into powder one by one, mixing with the stone table.

"If a good person doesn't do it, why not make a weapon?" the emperor said slowly.

"Hahahahaha!" Seeing him like this, the man laughed out loud, extremely wanton.

"Little Dragon Bird, what's so good about being a human being, and what's so bad about being a weapon? For example, your strength is not qualified to replace me. You can't even be the weapon in Fairy Ye's hands! Hahahaha!"

His figure disappeared into the secret room with laughter.

The emperor sat in place for a long time, the candlelight stretched his shadow very long, and it was projected on the wall, and the nine-dragon crown on his head reflected a clear silhouette.

And the man's figure soon appeared in another room.

The room layout is fresh and elegant, concise and clear, and the incense in the room is ambergris.

A woman in purple was sitting by the window, outside was a water pavilion, inside was a deep purple sandalwood lotus blooming, and there were huge night pearls hanging around, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

The man stood aside, looking at the woman in purple with love in his eyes.

The woman in purple was fiddled with a Yaoqin in her hand, feeling the staring eyes, and the cold voice flowed in the room.

"How is it?"

"It's been done. The little emperor is also very obedient. He has no second thoughts."

The man immediately bowed his head respectfully, and then looked at her obsessively.

"But I'm afraid he won't be able to kill that person. Even if he does it himself, it will be very difficult. After all...it is difficult even for me back then!"

The face of the woman in purple was still as cold as ice.

"Ok, I know."

"But enough is enough, as long as it causes trouble."

The man immediately nodded with a smile, then walked up to her and looked at her without blinking.

The woman in purple didn't seem to notice, her eyes fell on the dusty sandalwood outside.

"I'm dying." She said suddenly.

The dust sandalwood lotus bloomed just right, the petals were translucent, and the stamens exuded a little bit of starlight.

This flower will not live long in the ghost world.

The man said indifferently: "I'll look for it after I die! I guarantee that the flowers here will always be the best ones."

The woman in purple looked dazed for a moment.

"After all, it's not that flower."

The man immediately touched his head, looked at her twice, and said, "Then I'll find a way to keep them alive!"

It's just a pool of sandalwood lotus. The role of sandalwood lotus itself is to calm the mind and calm the mind. The spices made are good for getting rid of distracting thoughts during cultivation.

But in his opinion, it is not something precious.

But since she wants to keep these flowers alive, let's live, not to mention a pond of lotus, it is the world, if she wants someone to die or keep someone alive, then he will spare no effort to do it.

The woman in purple shook her head.

"No, that's fine."

She stood up, put Yaoqin down, and walked out of the room.

"Fairy, where are we going?" The man followed quickly and asked earnestly.

The woman in purple didn't answer.

She looked at the gray sky, a little lost in thought.

The ghost world has a special terrain. It is shrouded in yin all the year round, and there is no sunshine or moon. Such a place is definitely not a good place to go.

The man stood beside her and never disturbed her meditation. After asking that sentence, he kept looking at her figure, still undisguisedly hot.

"Let's go to the Heavenly Capital of Nanzhao." The woman in purple finally spoke.

After all... the flowers are about to wither.

The man nodded immediately, stretched out his hand, and carefully grabbed her wrist, as if treating a rare treasure, and then said softly: "Then be careful, I'll take you there, if you feel any discomfort, just tell me."

The woman in purple nodded lightly.

The man took her into the air and flew into the air.

At the same time, there were also figures flying towards the midair.

These figures kept a distance from them, but followed closely.

All of a sudden, the situation suddenly rose.

(End of this chapter)