Village Girl Struggle

Gao Han, when he was young, didn't believe in the slightest divine things.

When he was born that year, his biological mother quietly took his birth date and asked an expert to count it, saying that he had no luck, and his heart was higher than the sky, but he was a long shoal and was a futile life.

His biological mother was still depressed to death, lamenting that his son was clearly the eldest son of the palace, how could he have no luck.

Gao Han didn't believe it at all.

As the eldest son of King Ningyuan, he was raised by his concubine. The eldest male born later was also seven or eight years younger than him. He remembered how King Ningyuan got to Ningyuan from the capital, and also remembered how Ningyuan city was. How to transform from a desolate small town into a strong, prosperous and lively northern city.

He remembered everything clearly, and he felt that his knowledge was the first among all the sons of King Ningyuan.

In terms of age, qualifications, and talents, which one of those young people can compare to him?

Why, the father, King Ning Yuan, didn't consider passing on the inheritance to his eldest son?

In his early years, as a proton, he always had an illusion, thinking that King Ning Yuan was just honing him.

Sooner or later in the future, he will be like those great emperors who have been protons in history, because of his experience when he was slightly sleepy, he will be more intelligent and powerful.

But later King Ning Yuan’s dispensable attitude, which has almost never changed, poured cold water on Gao Han again and again, and Gao Han had nothing to report for gaining his Laozi’s attention and inheriting the throne of King Ningyuan. hope.

If you don't give it, can't I grab it?

Look at the second prince of the uncle’s family, neither a protagonist nor a long-term prince, nor the emperor who was surprised, dared to think, and drove the emperor and the princes out of the capital. He became the emperor himself and spent nearly half a year in the capital. Addiction. Later, although the old emperor counterattacked, the second prince also saved his strength and life, and finally entrenched himself in the south. Is he still living like an emperor on his territory?

I don't know when, Gao Han also began to be a little faithful.

He firmly believes that as long as he can seize the opportunity to change his luck, he will certainly be able to achieve what he wants.

So even if Master Feng Xiao only said that he was 70% sure that he could succeed, he was willing to give it a try.

Gao Han is still sitting. Although his posture has not changed, his eyes are fixed on Jiang Ying, who is standing up and putting six pieces of cold iron into his eyes.

Around. Weixi, whose mask was uncovered, stood like a tree stump with a cold face.

On the side of the courtyard wall, dozens of people in black also stood silently. Waiting for the master's major event to be completed.

When it was put in the first piece, there was still no change at all.

However, when the second black card fell into the small golden bowl full of lamp oil, he didn't know whether it was an illusion. Gao Han felt like a mist and the leaping firelight in front of him. Makes his vision a little dazed.

The third and fourth pieces were filled into the formation holes, and suddenly bursts of water appeared in the entire large pit, like smoke and mist, hitting people, and it was chilling into the bones, like a cold pool on the edge of Xuantian Temple. Small water splashes.

Alpine can no longer force his composure. Sit up straight, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to blink. I'm afraid I missed what I was thinking...

From the eyes of the people on the periphery, the scenery in the big pit was originally clearly visible, and the sky above the pit seems to be tightly shrouded in a layer of white mist. In addition to the faintly visible light of six lamps, right now, I just saw nothing.

Jiang Ying bent over slightly. When you drop the fifth black sign and straighten your body again. I can feel that I don't know from which direction, the wind is whirling under my feet, as if it is about to roll up myself and send it to that unknown space.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, except that he could see the five lights, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and even his hand that was close at hand was hidden in the thick white fog.

Jiang Ying had an illusion, as if he had also become a part of the fog and gradually dissipated.

The previous anxiety and fear in my heart now faintly carry some unknown expectations.

Why did this nine-turn Xuantian Great Formation come from?

If it hadn’t been her opponent, Gao Han, that she would really think that this formation had something to do with the traversal of the void in her heart!

The last thing left was the oil lamp in the middle. Jiang Ying looked over, and saw that the jumping lamp penetrated the mist, as if it had brought some deadly magic power, beckoning her to step forward and take the last piece of meteorite. Cast it.

I could only hear Gao Han's urging sound resounding in the mist, "Big sister, don't hurry up!"

This mysterious change made him even more nervous and expectant, Ning Shen waited for the follow-up movement with bated breath, for fear that what he was about to obtain would fly away where he couldn't see it.

He waited too long for too long.

Jiang Ying finally walked to the middle position and put the last piece of meteorite in his hand on the light.

She took a deep breath and released her finger.

Although she couldn't see it, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of the falling meteorite.

She seemed to hear a relaxed sigh from the other side, which seemed a bit familiar, but could not remember it for a while.

The vision in the foreground was so magical that she hadn't had time to figure out the source of the sound.

The fog seemed to be thicker, and it was about to melt into a thick, substantive water vapor that slapped on people’s eyes and ears, while the lights of the six lamps suddenly rose up, as if every lamp was buried in it. A violent spirit beast! To break free from the dancing flame!

Jiang Ying's eyes seemed to be locked, he could only stare at the magical lights.

The lights seemed to be alive, and they floated up in the fog and gathered towards the center.

Such a miracle, Jiang Ying is really unheard of. Apart from knowing that he slightly dodged when the flame passed by, he froze and couldn't move.

When the six weird flames gathered in one place, Jiang Ying seemed to hear a slight violent sound.

It seemed that something collided in mid-air and exploded again, bursting out a small halo.

The aperture expands at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, it took dozens of breaths to form a circular aperture at the center of the big pit, just like the gate of an ordinary person.

The aperture was initially smooth as a mirror, but after a few breaths, mountains, rivers, and castle figures appeared.

Jiang Ying's eyes widened and widened, and he let out a scream as he looked at the plausible scenes!

Huanhua Country!

It's Huanhua Country! That was the homeland of her previous life, where she wanted to go back too!

In the thick mist, suddenly a hand stretched out and held Jiang Ying tightly.

The voice was low and sweet, like a mantra in Jiang Ying's ear.

"Xiao Yingying, follow me!"