Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 170 Girlfriends are meant to be backstabbed

"It's more than just a resemblance." Russell grabbed Luo Yuheng's wrist to stop her behavior, and then released a domineering state of mind in front of her.

The word "intention" is the foundation for a warrior to break through the realm and establish himself. It is unique and no one can imitate it.

"How did you do it?" Luo Yuheng shook off Russell's hand, a strange look flashed in her beautiful eyes. She didn't care about the other party's frivolity. From the time they met until now, Russell brought her more and more surprises.

"It's ever-changing." Russell explained generally, "It's an ability I gained after both my martial arts and my Gu Dao were promoted to transcendent levels."

"Oh..." Luo Yuheng nodded subconsciously, then suddenly raised his eyes, staring at the man in front of him with a burning gaze. He unconsciously lowered his voice and asked seriously, "You just said that you have entered the third rank?"

"It's obvious." Russell spread his hands. "Otherwise, the Imperial Master would think I have the confidence to pretend to be an extraordinary warrior."

Third rank! Third rank is great!
Luo Yuheng's heart trembled violently, and she almost couldn't control her expression, causing her fair and cold face to show drastic changes in emotions.

Although she now has the Spring and Autumn Cicada as a regulator of karma fire, she no longer needs to worry about being burned by karma fire, but if she wants to rely on the luck shared between the sub-Gu to break through to the land of immortals, it is still far from enough.

To be honest, with her current preparations, she was still not sure that she could safely survive the calamity of the land immortals.

From the second to the first grade of Taoism, the heavenly tribulation is divided into five levels. The first level is the golden elixir tribulation, the second level is the wind and thunder tribulation, the third level is the land mine tribulation, the fourth level is the water mine tribulation, and the fifth level is the thunder and fire tribulation.

Needless to say, Luo Yuheng had been at the peak of the second rank for many years, from the Golden Core Tribulation to the Water Thunder Tribulation, so she was naturally not afraid of it. The only difference was the last level of Thunder and Fire Tribulation... Luo Yuheng had some psychological trauma about the Thunder and Fire Tribulation. She had watched with her own eyes as her father turned into ashes in the fire of the tribulation.

Besides, Tianzun has been promoted to a land immortal for decades. Even if she managed to break the calamity and reach the first rank, it would be difficult to guarantee that she would retreat safely in the subsequent battle between heaven and man.

After all, the battle between the two leaders of the Tian and Ren sects is not just a dispute of ideas, but also a battle for the origin.

The mental methods of the Human Sect and the Celestial Sect are completely different. The karma fire of the Human Sect, which is full of emotions and desires, is a good remedy for the Celestial Lord, allowing him to restore some of his humanity. Similarly, the Celestial Sect's Tai Shang Wangqing can also calm the erosion of the karma fire of the Human Sect.

As for the Earth Sect...

Something that neither grandma nor uncle loves, but its merits will allow the Celestial Venerable to ascend directly into the heavenly realm and merge into the heavenly way. It will also cause the leader of a sect to be entangled in karma, and the slightest mistake will ignite the fire of karma, leading to death and the annihilation of the body and the way. The Earth Sect is especially prone to demonic possession, making it the most hated of the three sects.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking? I'm warning you, Russell is a married man."

As best friends for more than ten years, how could Mu Nanzhi not notice the change in Luo Yuheng's expression? She didn't know about the deal between Russell and Luo Yuheng, but in a flash she thought of Luo Yuheng's idea of ​​finding someone with great luck to practice dual cultivation with, and she quickly protected Russell behind her like a calf.

Haha... It would be fine if it was Li Miaozhen who said this, but why are you, Mu Nanzhi, barking here?

Luo Yuheng glanced at Mu Nanzhi sideways, and Mu Nanzhi looked around but didn't look at Luo Yuheng.

Luo Yuheng snorted disdainfully, thinking that her best friend who had been a coward for half her life was finally going to stand up, but in the end she turned out to be a paper tiger.

He immediately retorted, "What do you think? Could it be that the princess has taken this fake phoenix and false phoenix drama to heart and really regards this 'Zhenbei King' as her husband?"

"I! You..." Mu Nanzhi's cheeks flushed with shame and anger. After a long while of saying "I, you" she couldn't come up with anything. Without hesitation, she turned to look at Russell, who was leisurely watching the show, and said quickly, "Russell, say something!"

Huh? Me? Talk? What?

Russell opened his mouth, not understanding how the battlefield suddenly shifted to his place.

I had no choice but to close my mouth, shrug my shoulders, spread my hands, and act like an ostrich.

"You!" Mu Nanzhi stamped her feet in anger upon seeing this: "All men are bad!"

Then he strode through the door angrily without looking back.

Russell coughed awkwardly and was about to chase after him. When he reached the door, he heard Luo Yuheng say with interest, "I haven't asked you yet, why are you telling me all this? Aren't you afraid that I will inform Emperor Yuan Jing?"

"Of course it's because I trust the National Master." Russell turned around and said with a smile.

"Trust..." Luo Yuheng curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing more. He waved his hand and watched Russell leave.

Arriving at the door, Russell lifted the curtain of the carriage. Mu Nanzhi was sitting inside with a righteous look on her face. When she saw Russell coming up, she turned her head away, with a look almost like "I'm very angry, come and comfort me" written on her face.

Russell curled his lips and was about to say something nice to give Mu Nanzhi a way out when the voice of the Supervisor suddenly rang in his ears. The Supervisor asked him to go to the Sitianjian to find him at midnight tonight because he had something to tell him.

What did the Supervisor suddenly want to see me for?
Russell fell into deep thought, and no longer remembered to coax Mu Nanzhi.

In this way, the carriage moved slowly, and the atmosphere in the carriage was strange.

Russell was in a daze, and Mu Nanzhi pretended to be cold, but she would steal glances at Russell from time to time. Seeing that Russell ignored her, she felt even more aggrieved. She frowned and rubbed Bai Ji's hair hard with her hands.

"Auntie, stop pulling me out. You're going to pull me bald." Bai Ji struggled in Mu Nanzhi's arms.

"It's better to pluck it all out, so that you don't have to look at what's in the bowl and eat what's in the pot." Mu Nanzhi rubbed Bai Ji's fox face angrily.

"What pots and bowls? Are we ready for lunch?" Bai Ji stood up excitedly, and her small and delicate nose twitched as if she was locating the food.

"Little greedy bug." Mu Nanzhi was amused by Bai Ji's naivety. His eyes were still wandering in the sky, and he rolled his eyes unconsciously. Bah! Sometimes a dog man is even worse than a fox.

After a long while, Russell finally woke up from his contemplative state. His IQ once again took over. He coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "The raw materials for the seed Gu are ready. Find a suitable time in the next two days and I will plant the Gu for you."

"Really?" Hearing about something that she had been concerned about for a long time, Mu Nanzhi no longer cared about the grievance in her heart that had almost been relieved. She blinked her bright eyes and looked at Russell, trying to tell from Russell's expression whether he was serious or just trying to fool her.

"When have I ever lied to you?" Russell responded with a tactic that never failed.

Of course, this is also true.

The supplier of the raw materials was none other than the treasure house of the Zhenbei Palace.

To be honest, the Zhenbei Palace is truly wealthy.

Because it was his own clone, Emperor Yuan Jing had never stopped rewarding the Zhenbei Palace over the years.

From the priceless glazed blood cups in the secular world to the precious elixirs and rare treasures in the cultivation world that are worth a fortune, Russell's eyes sparkled.

Luo had never fought such a prosperous battle in his life.

From now on, he won't have to be as stingy as he is now when making poisons. He can just make one and throw it away.

How did that saying go? Russell was now living in the Zhenbei King's house, riding in his carriage, spending his treasures, and picking up his women. When the situation was right, he would even beat up the Zhenbei King's elderly father. To Emperor Yuan Jing, this was no less than a bullhead.

"For the sake of the insect, this princess will not bear grudges and will forgive you for not speaking up for me just now." Mu Nanzhi withdrew her gaze with satisfaction, found a way out for herself, and jumped down happily.

"Why are you competing with the national master?" Russell said with a smile.

"What do you mean by arguing? I'm protecting you, understand?" Mu Nanzhi said confidently, "Luo Yuheng is already 37 years old. She's old enough to be your mother, but she's still thinking about having a young wife. I feel ashamed for her."

"The National Master is thirty-seven?" Gossip is not just a woman's thing. Men are also curious about everything around them.

"So what do you think?" Seeing that Russell seemed to be interested, Mu Nanzhi took the opportunity to press on and told him without hesitation how she met Luo Yuheng and the embarrassing things that happened during their time together for more than 20 years.

"Oh~"

"hiss……"

"real or fake?"

"so smart?"

Along the way, under Russell's half-coaxing and half-true expression of interjections and questioning sentences, Mu Nanzhi almost exposed the color of her best friend's underwear.

Well, Russell got the gossip and Mu Nanzhi got recognition, a win-win situation!

"By the way, it's almost noon. Where are you going? The palace?" Mu Nanzhi leaned on the car window and looked out curiously. She was very familiar with every road in the capital because she had wanted to leave more than once, although it never came to fruition in the end.

"Let's go to the palace at night. Let's go to a place where they can provide food now." Russell kept it a secret.

"Free meals?" Mu Nanzhi's head was full of questions.

This doubt did not last long. Less than half an hour later, the carriage slowly stopped at the door of a building complex.

Without Russell saying anything, the steward of the Zhenbei Palace knew the situation and stepped forward to contact the two Tongluo men on duty.

"King of Zhenbei? What is he doing here? What's he doing here?"

On the sixth floor of Haoqi Tower, Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou stared at the carriage outside the yamen with uneasy expressions.

As an eyewitness to the events in Chuzhou, Yang Yan was particularly angry towards the King of Zhenbei.

Although Nangong Qianrou did not see it with his own eyes, his own experience made him sincerely disgusted with the massacre.

In just two breaths, Yinluo, who was on duty downstairs in Haoqi Tower, rushed upstairs in a hurry and said that the King of Zhenbei wanted to see Duke Wei for an important matter.

Nangong Qianrou stopped the silver gong and turned him around considerately, then said, "Go back and tell Prince Huai that his adoptive father won't see him."

"This... Nangong Jinluo, it would be bad if we don't report this to Duke Wei, right?" Yinluo hesitated.

On one side is the King of Zhenbei, who is in the limelight and enjoys the emperor's favor in Dafeng; on the other side is his immediate superior. It is difficult for him to offend both sides.

You know, the King of Zhenbei is an extraordinary warrior, and he might be looking at him right now!

"What are you afraid of? If anything happens, Yang Jinluo and I will take care of it." Nangong Qianrou pointed at Yang Yan beside her.

Yang Yan was not good at speaking, but he nodded affirmatively.

This was actually due to their understanding of Wei Yuan. In their opinion, Duke Wei was impartial and would never be involved with the King of Zhenbei.

But things always develop beyond people's expectations. Just when Yin Luo was almost persuaded and was about to turn around and report back to the King of Zhenbei, the door to the seventh floor of Haoqi Tower suddenly opened, and Wei Yuan's voice rang out clearly from upstairs: "Your Highness and Princess, please come to the tea room for a chat."

"Godfather?" Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou looked at each other, each seeing confusion in the other's eyes.

But they would not question Wei Yuan, because the idea that everything Wei Gong said and did must have a deep meaning was firmly engraved in their minds.

"Is this the place where meals are provided that you mentioned?" Under the guidance of Yinluo, Mu Nanzhi followed behind Russell, looking at everything in the night watchman's office curiously.

In the past, as a princess, there were few places in the capital that she could not go to, and the night watchman's office happened to be one of them.

She both respected and feared Wei Yuan, and usually wished she could be tens of thousands of miles away from him and never see him again.

"Your Highness, Princess, I will escort you here. Duke Wei is waiting for you on the seventh floor." At the stairs on the seventh floor, Yin Luo bowed respectfully to Luo Su and Mu Nanzhi, then turned around and left.

Russell was not in a hurry to go upstairs. He and Mu Nanzhi stood at the stairs on the sixth floor and looked down at the entire view of the night watchman's office.

It was not until lunch was delivered from the yamen kitchen that Russell took Mu Nanzhi up the stairs.

In the tea room on the seventh floor, a man in green was half-leaning on a soft couch, holding a book in his hand, and three cups of steaming tea were placed on the table.

The sky-blue clothes were embroidered with intricate cloud patterns, and the workmanship was exquisite. His black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, his temples were frosty white, his face was white and beardless, his eyes were deep, and he looked like he had experienced the vicissitudes of life washed away by time.

Wei Yuan, the leader of the night watchmen's office, was known as Wei Qingyi in the underworld.

If we compare the characters in the book to see who has the most charisma, if Wei Gong says he is second, no one dares to say he is first.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Please sit down. Lunch is on the way." Wei Yuan did not stand up, but nodded warmly to the two of them.

"Duke Wei seems to have guessed something." Russell didn't bother to argue and sat down opposite Wei Yuan casually.

"I just have some understanding of Xu Qian'an's temper." Wei Yuan nodded slightly, then shook his head helplessly: "Based on this brat's temper, if he really suffered injustice, I'm afraid he would have already poked a hole in the sky long ago. How could he be so patient as he is now?"

"That's true." Russell thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.

In the past two days since Xu Qian'an came back, he has either been hanging out with the Jiaofangsi and Fuxiang, or going to the palace to build relationships with the two princesses. It is indeed a bit too calm and does not fit Xu Qian'an's personality.

Perhaps others would think that Xu Qiyan had been smoothed out by his experience in Chuzhou and began to fear power, but as Xu Qiyan's father both in name and in reality, Wei Yuan could be sure that the resurrected King of Zhenbei was definitely part of Xu Qiyan's plan.

(End of this chapter)