Fantasy: Life Simulator, Ten Years to Become an Immortal Emperor

Wu Zhengyang walked out of the dormitory, his face gloomy.

After pacing for a while, he suddenly walked forward quickly as if he had thought of something.

After half a column of incense, he came to a rather elegant courtyard.

The courtyard is full of pear blossoms and spiritual springs.

A graceful girl in a red dress was sitting by the spring meditating, exhaling and surging with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This woman is the daughter of the lord of the Northern Wu Kingdom, Wu Hong Aya.

Wu Zhengyang stepped forward a few steps, his eyes flickered, and said with some hesitation: "Third sister, the Ziyang Sect is here." "

When Wu Hong Aya heard this, a smile appeared on her pretty face, and she quickly asked, "Can they promise you?"

Wu Zhengyang shook his head and sighed.

"The person who came is the young sect master of the Purple Yang Sect, which is more difficult to deal with than expected. "

"Without enough benefits, he won't help us..."

“......"

Wu Hong Aya frowned slightly, "How about that?"

Wu Zhengyang looked at her absolutely beautiful face, and said with some hesitation: "I have promised to double the offerings to the Purple Yang Sect after the matter is completed, but he still hasn't agreed, or... Third sister, are you going to try it?"

Wu Hong Aya was stunned when she heard this.

She went to try?

What does it mean?

Seeing her expression, Wu Zhengyang said bitterly: "Wu Hao colluded with the corpse Kuizong, and most of his brother's wings were beheaded, and he was no longer able to resist. "

"If there is no more help from the Immortal Sect, you and I will definitely be able to escape death. "

"He came to the capital of the country every day, and the third sister was so beautiful that it was difficult to escape the poisonous hand. "

"It's better than

Wu Zhengyang didn't say anything halfway through his words, and his heart was mixed.

At this point, there is nothing he can do.

He could only pin his last hope on his sister.

Wu Hong Aya understood what he meant when she heard this, her pretty face turned pale, and she smiled miserably.

"Okay, I'll go!"

......

......

Ning Ze was playing with a piece of porcelain in the dormitory when suddenly a delicate voice came from outside the door.

"Young Sect Master, Wu Hong Aya, sister of the Great Prince, asks for a meeting. "

"In. "

A fiery red figure pushed the door in, a young girl of twenty-eight years old, her skin was like condensation, her eyes were bright and delicate.

Ning Ze glanced at her, and his eyes lit up.

This woman's posture is not bad, and she is no different from Mu Ziyan.

It's just that I don't know what tricks this Beiwu Kingdom is throwing again.

"What's the matter?" Ning Ze asked softly.

After Wu Hong Aya raised her head and glanced at him, she struggled in her heart for a moment, and then bit her red lips lightly and said, "If the young sect master can help my eldest brother become the head of the country, Hong Aya wishes... Serve as a slave and serve the young sect master. "

After speaking, a fiery red long dress fluttered down, revealing a large area of jade-like skin.

“......"

Ning Ze was stunned slightly, and quickly regained his calm, and said with a smile: "Why, the eldest prince can't take other chips, and he wants to send his own sister over." "

Wu Hong Ayamei's eyes darkened, and she said weakly: "My Northern Martial Kingdom has been in turmoil for many years, and the national foundation is weak, so I really can't open more conditions..."

Ning Ze thought thoughtfully.

It seems that there is not much oil and water to dig up.

That's it.

It is enough to stand up with a prestige.

Immediately, he casually shot out a spiritual qi, picked up her gauze skirt, and chuckled: "Put it on, the figure is good, ask Wu Zhengyang to come over to discuss the matter." "

Wu Hong Aya's face turned red when she heard this, and she quickly put on her dress, and she was overjoyed.

"Thank you Young Sect Master!!"

After that, she walked towards the outside of the temple.

After a while, Wu Zhengyang, who looked excited, walked in.

Ning Ze directly opened the door and asked, "What is the cultivation of the Sect Master of the Corpse Kui Sect?"

"The early stage of the Avatar Realm. Wu Zhengyang said solemnly.

Ning Ze nodded and said, "Let's go, make a quick decision, and take me to your brother." "

"Yes. "Wu Zhengyang is overjoyed.

......

......

A dormitory.

"Ahhhhhh

A mournful scream sounded.

The eerie bone-white spiritual fire in the room kept swaying, and after a few breaths, a guard's eyes turned white as if he had lost his soul.

Wu Hao's spiritual energy surged in his hand, picked up the magic technique, slapped it on the guard's heavenly spirit cover, and said in a deep voice.

"My eldest brother sent a message to the Purple Yang Sect, and it is expected that someone will come in the next day or two, so you better move quickly. "

And the guard seemed to come to life, and a hoarse and ugly voice came out of his mouth.

"Purple Yang Sect, damn it!"

"Hmph, Wu Hao, you are such a waste, helped you so much, even a Jin Dan cultivator can't stand it!"

"There are still a million people left in this seat to succeed!

"I try. "

After that, the guard's body fell limply to the ground, and there was no breath.

Wu Hao's face was gloomy, just when he was about to dispose of the corpse.

A sharp golden light instantly burst through the door, and a white-clothed boy's figure suddenly flashed, looked to the side, and said lightly: "Is this person?"

Wu Zhengyang on the side walked over quickly to take a look, and said respectfully: "Exactly!"

Wu Hao saw his eldest brother's figure and instantly understood.

The Purple Yang Sect is here!!