I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

boom!

A smash!

The badminton hit the bottom line.

"What a waste, I haven't lost for five consecutive days."

Fifth Jinshuang put down her racket and raised her hand to grab a cup of white fungus soup.

Xu Bei looked at the bitterness in his throat, with a helpless expression.

He didn't win a single game when both sides didn't move their mana.

Regardless of the technical gap, off-site factors have a great influence.

This bulging chest is shaking violently, trembling, how can I concentrate on playing?

The beautiful feet wrapped tightly in black silk were so spotless that Xu Beiwang's eyes were almost blinded, and half of his soul was taken away.

How can you win?

"Stop fighting!" Xu Beiwang was frustrated.

Fifth Jinshuang reclined on the hanging chair, her green eyes were as bright as stars, and there was an imperceptible smile on her lips.

Quite fun.

Xu Beiwang took a cup of tremella soup and drank it, but his thoughts gradually drifted away.

A piece of news swept across the mainland of Kyushu like a hurricane.

The Xuanyuan family's Shenjun was at the peak of the fifth rank, and he was short of an opportunity to step into the master realm.

To be honest, Xu Beiwang felt the pressure for the first time.

It is necessary to improve the cultivation base as soon as possible, otherwise the difference in realm will be large, and it will be difficult for Beiming Blood-devouring Divine Art to make up for the disadvantage.

The best way, of course, is to ask the boss for some pills.

To avoid hitting a wall and being scolded, the servant should make a dress first to make her happy.

Such a flawless woman with incredible beauty and noble temperament.

Shouldn't you try a cheongsam?

Xu Beiwang made up his mind, so he respectfully said:

"Your Majesty, let me go out for a while."

Fifth Jinshuang nodded her chin, and asked lazily:

"When are you coming back?"

Xu Beiwang looked a little happy, is this reluctant to part with his followers?

Noticing the change in his face, Fifth Jinshuang said in a dark tone:

"Don't forget to make kebabs for Ben Gong at night."

"Obey!" The servant said loudly.

As soon as he walked out of Taichu Palace, a chubby cat rushed to his feet.

"Are you going too?" Xu Beiwang looked down at it.

"Meow!" Fat Cat jumped with joy.

"Let's go."

Xu Beiwang nodded, and walked forward on his own.

call out!

The fat cat jumped up, its paws tightly grasping the crook of Xu Beiwang's arms.

"Do you still want to hug?"

Xu Beiwang squinted his eyes, and reminded him indifferently:

"You will transform into a beautiful girl in the future, right?"

"Meow!" Fat Cat stuck out its tongue shyly.

Xu Beiwang sighed.

This damn fat, just this weight, it's worrying.

...

First, I chose a piece of exquisite su brocade fabric in the silk shop, and then went straight to my weaving workshop.

A few skilled female workers were arranged, and a purple cheongsam was released in a few hours.

Returning to the imperial city with anticipation.

"Xu Beiwang!"

When the bone-chilling voice came, all the officials on the imperial road fell silent.

Her Royal Highness is wearing a snow-white long dress, her delicate jade cheeks look haggard, and her eyes are filled with hatred.

Xu Beiwang turned around slowly, took a closer look, and said with a casual smile:

"Is Your Highness wearing mourning clothes?"

Wow!

One sentence made Yudao fall into dead silence.

What an arrogant and domineering face!

Ji Mingyue's heart throbbed, her almond eyes turned red instantly, and she said coldly:

"Kill my fiancé, you and I will not live together!"

Xu Beiwang frowned, and said cautiously:

"No, Yu Shengzi walked very peacefully."

"Meow!" Fat Cat stared at his bright eyes.

Ji Mingyue stared at the enemy in front of her, wishing she could rub him to pieces and crush his bones!

"Heh..." Xu Beiwang chuckled at Fat Cat.

There is no need to guess, the other party's next sentence must be harsh, this is not the first time this kind of scene has occurred.

really.

"When the Tianshu is opened, it will surely tear you to pieces!"

Ji Mingyue's gloomy expression receded, and her tone was sad and resolute.

When the ministers heard this, their moods were very complicated.

The court has heard that Her Royal Highness the Princess is going back to the Luoxia Palace to go to the place of trials. It is said that it is extremely dangerous and close to death.

Even if the gamble succeeds, is he really capable of suppressing and killing Xu Eliao?

If you don't expect, you won't be disappointed.

The tragic experiences of Wujia Zhonghu and Jiuxiao Shengzi are still vivid in my mind.

Xu Elian is a rare monster in the world!

The officials knew very well that among the younger generation, Her Highness the Princess was no longer on the same level as this one.

One step behind, step by step behind, it is difficult to catch up.

at this moment.

Rumble!

Trembling in the air, an ancient chariot crushed across the sky. The whole body was made of gold, engraved with dense Dao patterns, and was pulled by five powerful beasts.

"This is the Dagan Imperial City, how dare you be rude?"

Seeing this, some officials pointed their halberds in anger.

Buzz buzz!

Ripples appeared above the palace city, and terrifying breaths gushed out, and then a phoenix chariot appeared, and beside him stood an eminent monk with long eyebrows.

The atmosphere was dead silent for a moment.

"Visiting the Temple of Heaven."

An old voice came from the chariot, and a blond old woman with a vague face walked out slowly.

boom!

It was like a thunderstorm exploding in nine days!

At this moment, countless people's hearts were turned upside down, and their expressions were shocked to the extreme!

It turned out to be the mysterious Temple of Heaven!

No wonder he dared to park his chariot in the imperial city.

In the eyes of the Temple of Heaven, they pursue the transcendence of life and death, and in order to create a fairy road, what is the earthly dynasty?

Besides, the fourth emperor of Daqian was also an inner disciple of the Temple of Heaven.

In the phoenix chariot, Wu Zhao's expression was tense, a little nervous, but his tone was as calm and soft as possible:

"May I ask what you can do?"

A blood pupil suddenly appeared on the wrinkled forehead of the old woman.

Suddenly.

The sky split open, and a portal to the void appeared.

The passage is surrounded by divine clouds, a round of bright moon hangs high, and the sky is full of stars.

Xu Beiwang was really surprised, this is really an invitation to the bright moon to pick the stars.

For some reason, he suddenly noticed a gaze passing by the crowd, thus directly locking on himself.

The old woman looked at the handsome man from above, and said calmly:

"Mr. Xu, are you interested in joining the Temple of Heaven and becoming a member of the sequence?"

boom!

The audience was silent, as silent as a gloomy tomb.

Jaw-dropping!

Petrochemical on the spot!

The shock in the hearts of the ministers was hard to add, and the expressions on their expressions were extremely horrifying!

They even suspect that something is wrong with their hearing!

How is this possible! !

What is a sequence?

That is to select the most outstanding one from several sequence disciples, and appoint the next Hall Master!

Who is the current Lord of the Temple of Heaven?

Dugu Invincible, who pushed the world across the world more than a hundred years ago, is now the half-step supreme in the rumors! ! !

In other words, Xu Eliao has a chance to become the next Hall Master of the Temple of Heaven?

Ancient scriptures of sages and sages, taboo techniques, heaven-reaching secret methods... all kinds of cultivation resources, as well as monstrous power.

In the entire imperial city, countless people were so jealous that they almost fell into suffocation of despair.

Why him!

"Mr. Xu, you have the ability to overwhelm the world and achieve the pinnacle."

The old woman smiled and spoke sincerely.

She pointed to the gate of the void.

Stepping in, you are a sequence disciple of the Temple of Heaven, and your status is so much higher than the so-called orthodox saint son.

...

The water in the Kyushu pool froze, the flowers and plants were stained with frost, and the cold shrouded the Taichu Palace.

Wearing a purple dress, her expression was extremely indifferent, and her ten jade fingers were clenched together.