Is the villain crazy? He really made the empress into a puppet?

Southern Domain, Taixuan Domain, Hundred Families Small Xuan Domain, Chen Family.

The drums are loud and the atmosphere is festive.

Spacious hall where many people stood and talked enthusiastically.

Accompanied by the singing of the emcee, a silhouette wearing a red shirt and a pink face slowly walked in with a red face and kind eyebrows.

Behind the two, more than a dozen old and young figures respectfully served and appeared in front of everyone.

The four generations were in the same house, and all the children of the Chen family gathered to hold a birthday banquet for the ancestors.

"Congratulations to the old birthday star for blessings like the East China Sea, and life is better than Nanshan."

Today is the 100th birthday of the ancestor of the Chen family, and the entire Hundred Small Xuan Domain has sent people to celebrate his birthday, and the huge hall is already crowded with people, and the atmosphere is quite lively.

The Chen family, as a top ten existence in the Hundred Small Xuan Domain Heritage, has a respected status, but all the characters with heads and faces come, so as not to lose their manners and be reprimanded by the Chen family.

As soon as the old lady appeared, the hall was followed by a surge of pearls, and one after another figures lined up to come up.

"The Lan family congratulates the old birthday star on a good life and a long history, and sends a Tianpin Resident Yan Dan."

"The Zhou family wishes the old birthday star a long and healthy life, and the flow of Fulu is long, and he will send a heavenly soul elixir."

"..."The

major families presented congratulatory gifts one after another, congratulating the old birthday star, which pushed the atmosphere of the audience to a climax.

But at this moment, a teenager in his early twenties came over holding a mud basin.

The young man's eyebrows are beautiful, his facial features are straight, his complexion is slightly pale, he seems to be a little sick, his eyes are also a little evasive, as if he is a little timid, and he does not dare to look at everyone around him.

He was now preoccupied with the mudbasin in his hand, as if holding a treasure, carefully.

It's just that compared with the treasures of everyone's spiritual energy and pearlescence, the mudpot in the young man's hand is obviously a waste item and worthless.

The audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone was mocking, staring at the teenager playfully.

"Ancestor, this is a gift that I have carefully prepared for you."

The young man sent the mudpot to the old lady, and said in a trembling voice, "This is a holy land that I asked for from the Longevity Temple in the north of the city, to congratulate the ancestors on their long life and well-being." Everyone

was stunned.

One holy land?

Haha, only this fool believes the nonsense of those monks.

Your son-in-law is good, even if it is a potted plant, you actually sent a piece of soil?

Are you asking your ancestors to eat soil?

Or do you want your ancestors to enter the soil as soon as possible?

Sure enough, the smile on the old lady's face suddenly froze, and her originally kind eyes were covered with a layer of cold color.

Her eyes froze, as if tens of thousands of forces had pressed on the young man, pressing the young man directly back a few steps, and his face turned pale.

"The people with heads and faces in the Hundred Small Xuan Domain are here, and you gave me a pot of soil because you want me to enter the soil as soon as possible, right?"

"Are you cursing me to die early?"

As soon as these words came out, one after another cold qi machines locked on the young man, and without them having to make a move, they had already pressed the young man to vomit blood one after another.

"Lin Zhan, who let you in, get out!"

"Don't you get out of here yet, do I have to scold you with a rod before leaving?"

Behind the old lady, a middle-aged man drank loudly, his face full of disgust.

This person is Lin Zhan's father-in-law, Chen Wenbin, the head of the Chen family.

The young Lin Zhan gritted his teeth and stood in place, almost roaring: "I'm Wan'er's husband, why can't I be here?"

As he spoke, he looked at the red-clothed figure beside the old lady.

However, he only got an indifferent look.

For five years, exactly five years, his wife, still like a stranger to him, never looked at him squarely.

It's like at this time, even a glance is a handout.

I, Lin Zhan, am also a great son, how could I end up in such a field?

How could I be so stupid in the first place that I actually promised the Chen family to become their son-in-law!

Haha, send people under the fence, people are not as good as dogs!

Lin Zhan's gaze withdrew from the red-clothed figure, and immediately held the mud basin, as if he had lost his soul, and left the hall.

He had long been accustomed to the playful gazes around him, what was the difference between one more and one less?

He withdrew from the countless ridicule, and did not notice that in the holy soil, a colorful light flashed away, as if it did not enter his palm.

Until he completely left everyone's sight, a ghostly figure quietly appeared behind him.

"Young Master, why care about their gaze, a group of ignorant people." The figure said.

"He Bo, if I hadn't listened to you five years ago and entered the Chen family and become a son-in-law, what would I be like now?"

"Five years, it seems like the blink of an eye, and it seems to be incomparably long, I thought I would have escaped from the destruction of my family, but I didn't expect to fall into another fire pit, which is ridiculous."

Young Lin Zhan flipped the mudpot and poured all the soil in it.

This was some holy soil that he had only asked for after kneeling for three hours, and he thought that his filial piety could move Chen Wan'er one or two, but he didn't expect that the other party was still unmoved.

I'm a son-in-law, is this unattractive to you like this?

"Young Master, the five-year period is coming, you believe in the old slave, and you will definitely return a piece of heaven and earth at that time."

"A whole new world."

The old man's eyes flashed, but his words did not seem to be heard by Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhan stared blankly into the distance, the silhouette in his mind lingered, the more the other party ignored him, the more he wanted to get the other party, and his state of mind at this time was no more.

......

Nangong Junchen and Mu Xian'er were on the way back to Nangong's house on the cloud boat.

At this time, he suddenly received a prompt from the system.

"Ding! Lin Zhan, the son of luck, was detected, and the information was loaded.

"Lin Zhan, the descendant of the Ghost Gate of the Ancient Sect, the second son of the Hundred Domains Battle Heavenly Lin Family, the son-in-law of the Chen family of the Hundred Families of the Tai Xuan Domain, twenty years old, nine changes in the mortal realm."

Nangong Junchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, the new son of luck appeared in time, it can be said that it is seamlessly connected with Zhang Feiyang.

Son-in-law.

A descendant of the ancient sect.

He is still the second son of the Hundred Domains Zhan Tianlin family.

Multiple identity blessings.

But in the end, this is the taste, this routine is still very familiar.

It's just that he is already twenty years old, and his strength is only the mortal realm, is it too miserable for this son-in-law?

Is it necessary to suppress to such an extent?

Ever considered the feelings of the child of luck?

Nangong Junchen rubbed his chin, thinking that it was still a good villain, he knelt and licked everywhere he went, and the family heritage was also a proper giant.

Unlike the protagonist like the son of luck, he is suppressed, excluded, and ridiculed everywhere.

Tai Xuan Domain, Hundred Small Xuan Domain.

This place is a little strange, but since it is in the Taixuan Domain, it is all under control, after all, most of the territory of the Taixuan Domain is the sphere of influence of his Nangong family.

However, this son-in-law was actually involved with the Hundred Domains Zhan Tian, which was unexpected.

The Hundred Domains Battle Heaven is an existence that transcends the Mingyang Heaven Domain, and the Hundred Domains within it are chaotic, each conquering and snatching each other's territory, and the pressure of competition is very huge.

The Hundred Domains Battle Heaven is different from the Mingyang Heavenly Domain, after all, the Mingyang Heavenly Domain has such an extraordinary existence as the female emperor, which is enough to suppress everything.

And the hundred domains war sky is a hundred domain fusion, countless forces are mixed, but every force that can survive is not simple, and the masters in it are also innumerable.

It is precisely because the Hundred Domains Battle Heaven is extremely chaotic, for the forces of the Mingyang Heaven Domain, the Hundred Domains Battle Heaven is like a piece of fat meat, which can be conquered at will.

Even his Nangong family has not stopped infiltrating the Hundred Domains War Heaven over the years, and in the past few years, he has even slaughtered the knife forward, killing many forces of the Hundred Domain War Heaven.

Nangong Junchen's eyes were scorching, and he was also quite coveted by the territory of the Hundred Domains Battle Heaven, and it was rumored that it was full of treasures and gold everywhere, and it was a paradise for adventurers.

If you can conquer a few territories, it is a pleasure to conquer.

However, he was not in a hurry about this, and his mind returned to Lin Zhan himself.

The son-in-law has her own routine.

Or take a strong hole card, uncover the hole card, and level up along the way.

Or with a strong background, a strong person welcomes the return, and has been at the top ever since.

Everything is inseparable, and in the end, it is necessary to play their hole cards and reap their luck.

However, compared with Lin Zhan, it is better to solve Zhou Muyang, the son of luck, first.

The value of Zhou Muyang's treasure hunting rat is also about to run out, and it is not interesting to drag it on any longer.