Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman

Wan Tong Jue Shen was extremely weird, and he came to the empty street almost instantly and fell by her side.

When she lowered her head slightly, she could see her beautiful and vulgar face. She lifted her eyes slightly to look ahead, with a leisurely expression, without knowing the danger she was facing.

Wan Tunjue's heart moved, he leaned over and said gently in her ear, "Close your eyes later, don't be afraid."

The deliberately lowered voice seemed soothing and full of magnetism, like a lover's mutter, fascinating, this trick is extremely easy to use, even Fu Xuejun never escaped.

After speaking, he waited to look at her, only to find that the other party's face had changed a little, and he was still deserted. He even raised his head to look at him. Those eyes were extremely clear, without any fluctuations.

Wan Chengjue: "?" This development is wrong!

Before he could come back to his senses, he found that the girl in front of him suddenly bends down and put the umbrella in her hand on the ground. When she got up again, a cold light appeared in her eyes.

The surrounding space suddenly fell into chaos, and then the endless mental power was horribly pressed over, with a thunderous aura, Wan Tong could not help but step back, after stabilizing his figure, he suddenly raised his head, azure blue There was a ray of light in his eyes.

The girl who was a few steps away from him, her clothes and hairless, and purple lightning flashed in her hands.

The sky on this side was gloomy, she stood calmly, with five purple rays of light on her plain fingertips.

Five purple lightning flashed out instantly, and the five figures fell out embarrassedly. They looked at Gu Xiqiao with shock.

I thought they were just ordinary people in the world. They grabbed this task among countless people who wanted to make contributions to the young lady. Before that, they didn't put her in the eyes at all, but they didn't expect that there was only one move. Move, just relying on mental power makes them unable to resist!

The talents of the five of them are not very good, but they have been in the ancient martial arts for so many years. Naturally, there is a way to save their lives. Even the talented person like Shang Jiang Tong can take a few tricks, but it is in the hands of this person. But one second!

When did the ancient martial arts have such a monster?

The most important thing is that this person can pinch them to death with a single finger, but he doesn't do it, but rubs them a little bit!

Under the pressure of the irresistible lightning power, spiritual power, and illusion, they already feel that life is better than death. At this moment, they regret it. Why should they take this task? Why should you listen to Fu Xuejun?

They wanted to ask for mercy, but they couldn't make a sound.

"Do you think people in the secular world are very bullied?"

"boom!"

"Do you think you guys are amazing?"

"boom!"

"Bullying people in the secular world, you are so promising!"

"Boom!"

Five people were slammed into blue eyes, and they didn't know where they were.

Wan Tongjue, who was on the side, stared at this scene in disbelief.

After a long while.

Gu Xiqiao closed her hand, and the chaotic space was instantly clear. She leaned over and picked up the umbrella she had placed on the ground, and then opened it. Her face was still breezy, and the hair on her temples was light, reflecting the white jade. The side face is like green smoke.

The rain is getting smaller, the dark clouds in the sky have dispersed, and only her seems to be left under the clear sky, walking slowly forward, one person and one umbrella.

When she reached the intersection, she suddenly stopped, and a light voice rang from this space, "Mr. Wan Cheng, please pay attention to your own safety before tomorrow."

Wan Tunjue finally reacted. He read what she said, and when he raised his head to ask something, he suddenly realized that she was completely absent from this street!

"Really..." Wan Tujue originally wanted to sigh, but as soon as he uttered two words, he couldn't say the following words again, and then a deep shock surged in his heart.

Originally thought that in the ancient martial arts world of Z, there was only one Jiang Shuxuan that would make him jealous, but he did not expect that a girl who came across would have a terrifying strength no less than his.

How old is she?

He was far behind her when she was her age.

Wan Tunjue took a deep breath, and then slowly turned to the five lying on the ground, with deep blue eyes, "Who sent you here?"

This voice implies mental pressure. His mental strength is comparable to that of Gu Xiqiao. Just pulling out a trace made the five people unable to resist, and all the five and ten said, "We five It's from the Fu family, it's Miss Biao. Miss Biao asked us to come. She asked us to find a way to make Gu... Miss Gu not to appear in the imperial capital for now!

He used Miss Gu.

"Fu's family? Miss Biao?" Wan Tunjue's eyes became deeper, and the mental pressure suddenly increased. "What is her name?"

"Fu...Fu Xuejun." The five people were immediately frightened. They looked at Wan Qianjue with horror on their faces. They thought they had walked a ghost like Gu Xiqiao. They could breathe a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect to see them. This person is no longer under her!

What bad luck did they have!

My heart felt even more resentful towards Fu Xuejun.

Fu Xuejun? Is it really her? How could it be her?

Wan Tunjue's mind was in a mess, and that beautiful face appeared in his mind. Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration, and he remembered it!

That girl, isn't that the document he investigated for Fu Xuejun? The other daughter of Aunt Baili?

If so, Fu Xuejun's actions can be explained.

Wan Tsui pressed his lips, he slowly lifted his foot and left here, with no expression on his face. He was going to the Fu's banquet, but now, he was in no mood to pass it again, and he was a little confused.

Before seeing Gu Xiqiao again, he didn't feel much about Fu Xuejun's elder sister who came out suddenly. He even thought of helping Fu Xuejun to teach her little elder sister. Now it seems like a joke!

He chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Until the two of them had completely disappeared, the five people lying on the ground slowly got up and looked at each other in horror. Their faces were full of aftermath.

There was silence, and suddenly, one of the people's phone rang.

He picked it up and saw a twisted and weird look on his face, "It's Miss Ciao."

"Bah! What kind of girl!" Another person grabbed the phone, his eyes filled with resentment, "I don't know who is so high and thick, but if you really think who you are, even if you don't even know the details of the other party, let us rush to die! "

The ancient martial arts world respects martial arts. Although Gu Xiqiao abused them, they did not hate Guxi Bridge for it, but had an inexplicable worship of Guxi Bridge.

After the phone was connected, Fu Xuejun smiled at a celebrity next to him, then walked to a corner to pick it up, before speaking, there was a mockery, "Miss Biao, do you know who the other party is? Let us Go to deal with her? Fu Xuejun, I can't control if you want to die, but don't push us back! I'll end up in a big deal if I get anxious!"

The voice over there is no longer respectful, but full of anger and sarcasm.

Fu Xuejun was scolded before she could say it. A beep came from the other end of the phone, and the other party hung up the phone without waiting for her answer.

Her beautiful eyes were covered with a haze. When was Fu Xuejun treated like this by these people? As the most outstanding descendant of the Fu family, she was not always sought after wherever she went, it was the first time she was treated like this by the people of the Fu family.

"What a waste!" Even an ordinary person like Gu Xiqiao couldn't handle it well, "I will let you go for the time being today."

Fu Xuejun took a deep breath, and a new smile appeared on his face. Before taking two steps, he saw Fu Wei's secretary hurriedly approaching, "Miss, President Fu, please go upstairs."

"Why are you suddenly calling me over?" Fu Xuejun looked at the assistant with a hesitant look on his face. Isn't Fu Wei seeing the top of Jiutian?

The assistant glanced at Fu Xuejun, and then said carefully: "Miss, President Fu... his complexion is a bit bad."

"I see." Fu Xuejun felt a panic, she tried to calm her mood, and then went upstairs.

Upstairs, there happened to be an elegant man with glasses coming down.

"Mr. Mu." The assistant paused deliberately and greeted him politely.

Fu Xuejun was taken aback. Although Fu Wei's assistant was approachable on weekdays, he rarely saw such a respectful side.

Because he was brought up by Fu Wei himself, and his position in the Fu family was comparable to her. At that time, Baili Wenxi even had the idea of ​​adopting an assistant as an adopted son, but the assistant refused.

Except in front of Baili Wenxi and Fu Wei, the assistant rarely treated her so respectfully. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at that Mr. Mu.

This person is very refined, his eyes hidden behind the lens are not sharp at all, and he does not seem to be about 30 years old.

How could he make Fu Wei's assistant look so highly?

Thinking that this person might not have a low status in her heart, she also nodded to that Mr. Mu.

After the Mr. Mu came downstairs, Fu Xuejun looked at the assistant, "Who was that just now?" He guessed a possibility in his heart, but couldn't believe it.

"That is the senior executive of Jiutian." The assistant watched Mu Zong leave before starting to walk up. When Fu Xuejun was about to enter the room, he couldn't help but exhorted, "Miss, go up quickly, try to follow Fu. A little bit more."

In Fu's family, the person who knows Fu Wei best, besides Baili Wenxi, should be this assistant.

Therefore, Fu Xuejun believed in the assistant's words and became more apprehensive. She slowly opened the door, and Fu Wei's voice came from inside. She was very calm and could not hear any waves. "Close the door."

Fu Xuejun closed the door obediently, and then looked at Fu Wei with a smile as always, "Dad, are you looking for me?"

Fu Wei picked up the printed piece of paper, and then looked sideways at Fu Xuejun, with no expression on his face, "Jun'er, come and take a look at this."

It was a piece of paper. Print this report in plain letters. After seeing the content on it, Fu Xuejun's eyes turned black for a while, she quickly grabbed the piece of paper, her face turned pale in a moment, and the blood faded away. , The nail has punctured the edge of the paper.

how is this possible! Her mind was bombarding.

"I really want to know what you have done to get all the elders of the Fu family to unite to cut off your heirs, and to go to the trial pavilion." Fu Wei looked at Fu Xuejun, the eye mask behind the lens was sharp. , And disappointed, "Do you know how much the Fu family paid for this quota?"

"I...I don't know." Fu Xuejun was in a panic. She was in the Imperial Capital and all she could rely on was the Fu Family. However, the Fu Family actually cut her seat as heir and had a place to go to the Trial Pavilion. What's left

Thinking of this, she clung to Fu Wei's sleeves tightly and looked at him beggingly, "Dad, I didn't mean it, you help me!"

"Wrong is wrong," Fu Wei slowly waved her hand down, "Jun'er, I regret it now. The indulgence of you back then has allowed you to deal with an ordinary person now. Jun'er, you When did it become like this?"

Fu Wei slowly closed his eyes, not looking at Fu Xuejun’s face, for fear that he would be cruel. He always thought she was the best-behaved and best daughter in the world, so he and Baili Wenxi had been indulging in her and pampering her in all directions. She let her, but she did not expect to develop her character.

"Dad..." Fu Xuejun looked at Fu Wei's expression, she staggered, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say anything.

This was the first time she saw a face like Fu Wei, and he really didn't care about her.

Fu Wei did not stay anymore, but turned around and went out, "It is not terrible to have an heir. The most valuable thing about a person is her character."

As soon as the door closed, only Fu Xuejun was left in the room, regret and unwillingness flowed up instantly!

She picked up the paper with trembling fingers and looked at it word by word. She thought that an ordinary person in Dong was nothing, but unexpectedly the blow to her made her never recover. Now she is beginning to regret and regret it. pain.

No, there is one more person.

Never!

Fu Xuejun tremblingly took out his mobile phone, searched for Wanjue's mobile phone number, and pressed it.

"The phone you dialed is turned off..."

how come? This was the first time Wan Tong never answered her call.

Fu Xuejun hung up immediately and dialed again, still in the cold voice.

again and again.

It was not until the end that Fu Xuejun was sure that even Wan Tunjue would ignore him.

The phone and the paper slipped, and Fu Xuejun's face turned pale, she seemed to be... over.

In the ancient martial arts world, Jiang Shuxuan came out of the cave and followed him with a cake. "Boss, we have measured the flow of time. The ratio of the flow of space in the cave to the outside of the cave is 1:7, even if it says one day inside and seven days outside. ."

This time flow rate can be reversed using a secret method.

That is one day outside and seven days inside.

You have been cultivating for seven days inside, and only one day outside. This is the power of a space.

"It's a place suitable for cultivation." Jiang Shuxuan raised his eyes and looked at the cave, "It can be compared to the speed of the trial pavilion."

"Can't compare with Trial Pavilion," Yibing shook his head, "This space is too weird. I went in with one of them for less than an hour, and they were a little confused. Not to mention cultivation, even normal housing and transportation are a problem."

"After all, I belong to the fox clan, and sometimes even I can't control myself." Jiang Shuxuan said lightly, "First record this space, and I will find a way to use it."

Now the resources available in the ancient martial arts world are too few, except for the trial pavilion, the others are tasteless.

This space is very easy to use. The time flow ratio allows them to gain a lot of room for improvement, but not everyone can use it. Even Jiang Shuxuan himself feels that he can't shake it.

Hearing Jiang Shuxuan's words, Yibing was a bit regretful. He was really greedy for this cave, otherwise he wouldn't be able to let Jiang Shuxuan come over, and even be alarmed to Guxi Bridge.

When Jiang Shuxuan first came, he changed his way to toss him.

A loaf touched his nose and sighed.

"Boss, Uncle Jiang is here!" One shouted from a distance. Behind him was a tall and upright figure of a brother, who looked like Jiang Shuxuan, but his face was much more mature than Jiang Shuxuan.

Jiang Han glanced at one and one pancake. These children, in front of him, didn't know how to restrain themselves, and those with hippie smiles could only become serious when they were in front of Jiang Shuxuan.

It would appear that he has no prestige! Jiang Han is a little bit distressed, his son is like this, so are his subordinates, really!

"Dad," Jiang Shuxuan looked at Jiang Han, with doubts in his deep eyes, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I see you? I have been back for a few days and never go home once," Jiang Han looked at Jiang Shuxuan, "Do you have any opinion on me?"

Jiang Shuxuan glanced at him, "When you are not at home, I am the same. If you are willing to change positions with me, I can go home every day."

Jiang Han thought about Jiang Shuxuan's usual busyness, immediately shut up, and changed the subject, "Ah...I'm just here to say something to you, your mother is out of the ancient martial arts world today."

Jiang Shuxuan pursed his lips, "Why did you go?"

"You should be able to think of it." Jiang Han looked at him deeply.

Jiang Shuxuan suddenly raised his head, "I'm leaving now."

As soon as the voice fell, his voice suddenly disappeared.

Jiang Han: "..." This *son!

Yibing: "..." Boss, you haven't finished the matter yet, is this really good?

One: "..." I didn't understand?

At the same time, the ancient martial arts trial pavilion.

Tang Qinghong came out of the trial pavilion. He took the towel from the old man waiting next to him, wiped off his sweat, and took a deep breath. After the improvement, he really couldn’t adapt to the intensity training in the trial pavilion. Said, "Grandpa Tang, have my aunt and Shaoyuan come back?"

"Second Young Master, Master Biao hasn't returned for training for three days." Grandpa Tang frowned. "Three days of training have been missing. He will continue to do this when he is in full swing now..."

Grandpa Tang was worried, and Yin Shaoyuan was now well-known in the Tang family and performed well in the Trial Pavilion. The ancient martial arts trial pavilion is the best place to practice. The time ratio to the outside space is 5:1. Yin Shaoyuan seems to have been away for three days, but in fact it has been half a month.

The strength is definitely far behind the others.

The eldest lady and the master watch are really confused, how can they leave at such a critical moment?

Outsiders were thinking of ways to forget the trial and squeeze the pavilion, and Yin Shaoyuan was wasted with a spot.

Grandpa Tang couldn't help sighing.

Hearing these Tang Qinghong's brows wrinkled, he was about to start the qualifying selection. Although Yin Shaoyuan's strength is advancing, but there is no actual combat training, no matter how strong the strength is, it will be a tasteless, let alone other people are improving. Thinking of this, Tang Qinghong immediately gave Yin Shaoyuan made a call.

After a few rings, I was connected, "Shaoyuan, why haven't you come back?"

"Cousin, I decided to train outside. Give the quota of Trial Pavilion to other people in need!" Yin Shaoyuan's voice was a little excited.

"Are you sure?" Tang Qinghong frowned. "The outside is no better than the trial pavilion. You can't make much progress in less than a month. You have established prestige in the Tang family these days. This is a critical time. Have you left yet? Brain burned?!"

"Cousin, I pay more attention to this than anyone else. You believe me, I will not harm myself." Yin Shaoyuan knew Tang Qinghong's kindness, so he slowly explained it to him.

After a while, Tang Qinghong hung up the phone. He knew that Yin Shaoyuan was a sane person, but what he said to him was still unreliable.

Is there a better place in this world than Trial Pavilion?

However, I didn't say much, but walked out of the trial pavilion. This matter should be talked to Grandpa and let him decide.

After the two left, a group came out again from the trial pavilion, headed by a young man, "Yin Shaoyuan actually left the trial pavilion, it's...great news."

"Yeah, Fifth Young Master, can Yin Shaoyuan compare to you? But an ordinary bastard. What can he do with you after he leaves the trial pavilion? You will definitely be selected to participate in the qualifying match!" The people immediately flattered.

Such words are very pleasant, and Tang Wu sneered, "It is the most suitable for him now."

He waited, and Yin Shaoyuan begged him for mercy!