Heaven's Last Big Boss

Yue Wushuang bowed his head and went to practice in the painting. Xiao Sheng stroked his hairy head, grinned, and went to the painting as well.

Li Zhiyong went back to the basement thoughtfully, picked up the electric welding torch with his left hand, and the yellow paper talisman with his right hand; Lingqin'er snorted, returned to normal size and jumped back to the cattery, resting on the spirit stone and continuing to dream.

On the contrary, Bing Ning, who had been standing by the window, turned her head to look at the steps where Zhou Zheng was standing just now, and a strange look flashed across her eyes.

Under the covers, Zhou Zheng yawned. Just as he was about to close his eyes and sleep for a while, a message popped up on the screen.

"Zhou, my eldest sister is going to Longchen City to talk to Futianmeng, I can go see you."

Zhou Zheng regained his energy immediately, and turned over while holding the phone.

"When did you come over?"

"Just these few days, I've grown a lot taller during this time, don't mention that I'm underage."

Zhou Zheng sneered and replied with a line.

"Oh, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about this matter. Subconsciously, I felt that you were already in your early three thousand."

In the depths of the Crystal Palace, the girl who was soaking in the Hualong Pond with her waterproof mobile phone saw the news, her mouth twitched, and she slumped into the water, with a series of bubbles appearing on the top of her head.

Let her be quiet.

……

At the same time, in the depths of the distant universe, in a mysterious world condensed by the rules of 'round sky and place'.

In the well-decorated hall, the purple-robed emperor with a youthful face frowned after listening to Dong Ling's report, then walked around with his hands behind his back, muttering a few times with a solemn expression.

At the moment, there are only the emperor in purple robe and Daoist Dongling in the hall.

The Mother of Lightning and Lord Pleiades, who came back at the same time, had already been unsealed by the young emperor and left separately.

"A new learner? Are you sure about the real person?"

Daoist Dongling laughed and said, "It's not wrong with what the teacher said back then. Didn't the emperor notice it when he unsealed the Pleiades Star Lord and the Mother of Lightning just now?"

The young emperor gasped, walked back to the desk and sat down, and remained silent for a while.

"It's not a small matter."

The young emperor suddenly laughed:

"That's right, the Great Tianzun is dead, and there are only three patriarchs who can plan to reenact Journey to the West. It's just that I didn't expect that the situation has deteriorated to such an extent that the patriarchs of the Sanqing will personally take action."

"The emperor now governs the Futian League and protects the common people, which is for the benefit of the three realms," Daoist Dongling said with a smile, "No matter what the plan is, the emperor only needs to sit back and watch, and he can sit back and relax."

The young emperor couldn't help but narrowed his eyes with a smile: "The real person is reminding me not to covet the throne of the Great Heavenly Lord, I can't control it, can I?"

"Uh, this..."

"Just speak up if you have something to say."

The young emperor shook his head:

"What's so good about being a great Tianzun? You still have to be supervised by the Queen Mother when you have nothing to do, you have to be an example in the Three Realms, and you have to wear all clothes to watch Chang'e singing and dancing. If you didn't force me to come forward, I would still be happy and happy!

"However, since I found a new Buddhist learner, I should express my gratitude."

"What does the emperor mean?"

"If we interfere too much in his growth, I'm afraid it will make the three patriarchs unhappy, but I'm unwilling to let him go. I really want to intervene."

The young emperor tapped his fingers on the table, suddenly laughed, and a little light flashed across his eyes.

"There is."

Chapter 89 The Dragon Lady Offers a Kiss

Emperor Ziwei, what does this mean?

Outside the main hall, among the clouds.

Daoist Dongling stepped on a white cloud and floated towards the magnificent hall in the center of this place.

There is the 'mind' of the Futian League, and decisions about the three thousand worlds are issued here.

This real person held a jade slip in his hand, which contained the order that Emperor Ziwei had just issued.

Daoist Dongling really couldn't understand why Emperor Ziwei would arrange such an important person to the remote place of Blue Star.

Unless Emperor Ziwei knew about Zhou Zheng, or had inside information that ordinary gods like them didn't know.

However, Emperor Ziwei always wanted to throw his hand away from Futianmeng and return him to Ziweitian to be happy and happy. Daoist Dongling knew this.

but……

'After all, it's a bit of a joke. '

Daoist Dongling groaned a few times, his confusion became more and more intense, but he couldn't understand what kind of trick Ziwei was hiding in this chess move.

Not only Daoist Dongling was confused, but also the immortals who handled this matter were also very puzzled.

But Emperor Ziwei's decree has been issued, and they can only obey orders, each with a lot of doubts, and prepares to send the "big gift" to the Blue Star Futian League.

Those are three fairy eggs, containing the reincarnated fairy.

……

Two days later.

"Yingying is coming back today?"

Hearing Zhou Zheng talking about this, Bing Ning, who had never expressed much expression, actually showed some joy.

"Really! Squad leader, you won't lie to me!"

Yue Wushuang was even more excited, and kept asking Zhou Zheng when Ao Ying would arrive.

Zhou Zheng spread his hands: "It should be at noon, she came here with her elder sister to discuss matters, and she is leaving today."

Bing Ning said with a smile: "Then let them talk here, I will prepare some ingredients."

"Instructor! I'm going to buy ingredients!"

Yue Wushuang took the initiative to ask Ying: "Your immortal power has not recovered, it is not convenient to go out, just make a list for me!"

"It's fine for me to walk," Bing Ning replied softly, "You and I will go together."

"Okay, I'm going to change into clothes suitable for going out! Wait for me first!"

Yue Wushuang in pajamas happily ran to the third floor, laughing loudly like 'rusty copper bells' from time to time.

Bingle has already started to seriously plan what special dishes to cook today.

Whether or not to entertain the princess of the Dragon Palace is actually not that important; she mainly wanted to show Ao Ying how much her cooking skills had improved recently.

——The competitive spirit of the Ice Fairy.

Zhou Zheng was a little puzzled.

Why do you feel that the two of them are more excited than his prospective online dating boyfriend?

Forget it, go research what to wear.

The last time I was wearing pajamas and messy hair, I appeared in front of Ao Ying's family. This time, I have to save some impression points!

Zhou Zheng hummed the song he heard last night.

The matter of not being able to break through the Returning Ruins Realm after four or five days was put to the back of his mind for the time being.

Not long after, Zhou Zheng changed into a special suit for interviews—that inexpensive black suit, walked calmly to the living room, and raised his head in front of the mirror.

"Cat, how about a look? Is it handsome?"

The Persian cat in the cattery stretched, and replied without energy: "General."

"Is it normal?"

Zhou Zheng straightened his collar, looked at the spirited guy in the mirror, pondered for a while, turned around and jumped back to the second floor.

A few minutes later, Zhou Zheng put his hands in his pockets and jumped in front of the mirror in the living room.

Off-white loose sweatpants, white short sleeves with two big red characters of "Wuji" printed on them, and a pair of spotless white sneakers.

A certain cat snorted: "Pretend to be tender."

"Are you suspected of being tender?"

Zhou Zheng thought for a while, turned around and walked back to the room. When he entered the door, he hit his palm with his fist, and a small light bulb lit up behind his head.

Lingqin'er rolled her eyes, and continued lying there bored.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, she was tired today and couldn't lift her spirits.

The Third Highness came back as soon as he came back, and it had nothing to do with her directly, and she didn't know the Third Highness.

She, Lingqin'er, received double subsidies from the Futian League. Although she and Lolicon are in a compulsory spiritual contract relationship, they have also signed a contract with each other, and they are not allowed to use the compulsory spiritual contract to issue orders.

At most, it is a contract maid!

The Persian cat sighed, and continued to lie there in a daze.

Until the deep bubble sound sounded again:

"How is this?"

Lingqin'er, who was lying there limply, looked up, and in those cat eyes shining like jewels, there was a reflection of a man wearing a vest and leggings, maintaining a posture of showing his biceps.

"Meow!"

The Persian cat jumped up and tied up its fur, as if it saw a ghost.

Zhou Zheng, who was holding a plastic rose in his mouth, blinked, returned to his normal standing posture, and wondered, "Isn't it masculine?"

Pong!

Ling Qin'er turned into a 1.4-meter-five human figure, and cursed: "You are so talented! Does masculinity depend on muscles?"

"Uh."

Zhou Zheng made another pose to show off his chest muscles, and asked unwillingly, "Really?"

"Really not, your face is too pretty!"

Lingqin'er rolled her eyes at him, pinched her chin and thought for a while, "If you really want to please that Third Highness by dressing up, why don't you wear your loli control uniform."

Zhou Zheng frowned and said, "Why?"

Lingqin'er analyzed in a decent manner:

"First, I heard from them that the bones of His Highness Ao Ying's Third Highness haven't grown yet, you understand.

"Secondly, your current reputation is all concentrated on those three words. You are trying so hard to dress up so that His Royal Highness Ao Ying will not lose face in front of her elder sister. This is the guarantee of fame.

"The son-in-law of the Dragon Palace with unlimited potential, the good-looking Dragon Clan will definitely love you.

"Third...you were really handsome when you wore that uniform."

"Let me think about it," Zhou Zheng squeezed his chin into deep thought, and walked back to the bedroom with a heavy heart.

So, at noon.

Zhou Zheng stood quietly in front of the courtyard gate, with his feet spread apart and his hands behind his back. The bright three words 'Loricon' were quite eye-catching.

Xiao Sheng and Li Zhiyong stood behind Zhou Zheng on the left and on the right. In order to cooperate with Zhou Zheng, they also put on magic trench coats.

The cornfield ahead is quiet, and the cicadas and frogs are singing each other.

"Are you going to fight later?" Xiao Sheng asked via voice, "Why are you wearing this suit?"

Li Zhiyong said with a smile: "Squad leader should be expressing his unwavering stance, so that Dragon Palace can avoid the idea of ​​persuading him to marry, right?"

Zhou Zheng nodded calmly.

Can there be such an interpretation?Not too bad.

In the living room, Lingqin'er, who was in the shape of a cat, asked a little uneasy: "Should I hide in the basement? What if the Third Highness misunderstood something?"

"Misunderstanding what? Why did you misunderstand?" Yue Wushuang was a little confused.

"It's okay," Lingqin'er stretched, "I'll just stay in the nest later, as long as I don't change my human shape."

Bing Ning said calmly: "Don't think too much, I can prove your innocence for you."

"Don't, don't, don't be fairies, this matter is getting darker and darker," Lingqin'er hurriedly said, "It's best not to mention me at all."