"You dare to push me? I said I won't let you in, and I won't let you in. I am not a vegetarian."
Bai Chen was furious and slapped Zhou Huanglang in the face, then pushed him hard.
Then, there was a "bang" sound, and he was pushed to the ground with his legs spread out.
Zhou Huanglang: ... Where did you come from, you evil woman! When I can cultivate immortality, I will definitely kill you with my essence.
"Remember, this is the price you pay for being unfaithful to me."
Bai Chen looked down at him, "I have served you for three years, taking care of your excrement and urine, wiping your body and bathing you, and serving you like an old nanny.
It's not for you to spend money after you wake up.
You'd better behave yourself, otherwise, I might do something that will anger everyone."
Bai Chen said this and slammed the master bedroom door shut.
Zhou Huanglang was so angry that his veins popped out. He was filled with indignation and felt that his self-esteem had been greatly hurt.
My face was burning with pain, and my head was hurting too. I probably had a cold. My body was also aching. I had fallen pretty hard.
The bitch is really strong.
This woman is even more domineering and disgusting than she was three years ago.
After a long while, Zhou Huanglang finally got up from the ground with difficulty, then knocked on the door again, gritting his teeth and yelling, "Li Mengyu, my clothes are inside, open the door quickly."
He now feels that any woman is a hundred times better than Li Mengxiao.
It's so disgusting, overbearing and rude, and looks like he can't finish the food.
The element of hatred grew in his heart, and the thought of destroying Li Mengxiao lingered in his mind.
You damn woman, just wait and endure the fire of my revenge.
After a few minutes, the door finally opened.
However, the door was only opened a crack, and a T-shirt and shorts that were crumpled like pickles squeezed out from the gap.
Zhou Huanglang was so angry that he vomited blood again, and picked up the clothes angrily.
I’ll deal with you slowly when I become an immortal.
Bai Chen sat back on the bed and talked to Hua Hua, "This world is spiritual, right?"
"Yes! But there are very few of them, not even a small amount.
Do you also want to cultivate immortality?"
“I can deal with him even without practicing Taoism, I’m just asking.
I feel that Zhou Huanglang is weird. Why do beautiful women act like they are possessed when they see him
The girls who were originally nice became crazy once they got close to him.
The more I think about it, the weirder it gets!
To be honest, I don’t think he’s that attractive, and he’s not that good to drive people crazy.”
"He is an evil cultivator, so of course he has to have some special skills."
"What's his special skill? I'm really curious."
"Just explore it step by step. Come on, Xiaobai. I'm very optimistic about you."
"cut!"
Bai Chen did not go out the whole afternoon and was in a state of cultivation.
I tried the Little Fairy Goddess Secret first, but found that it was not suitable for Li Mengxiao's physique.
Most likely, if this body was in Pang Ya's world, it would be a mediocre person.
Then use your own priceless skills.
'Strengthening the power of mountains and rivers' is back on duty!
Zhou Huanglang didn't go out either. He was also in a state of cultivation. However, he was not doing well at all. His brows were furrowed, his heart was upset, and he could not calm down.
Dear spiritual energy, please come into my body! Be good!
He shouted in his heart again and again.
Because I have experienced a life of cultivation before, it is really hard to get used to suddenly coming to the ordinary world.
After Zhou Huanglang traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, he did think at first that he had a good identity and became the young master of Lihua Palace.
He was only ten years old when he first traveled through time. His mother was a monster over ten thousand years old, and his father was unknown.
There was no father in the original owner's memory.
The guardians, elders, and managers of Lihua Palace are all women, and each of them has unique skills and is as beautiful as a flower.
Their ages range from hundreds to thousands of years old.
There were also many men there, all of them very handsome, but they all looked very timid.
Because they are all women's playthings or cauldrons.
When he first arrived in that world, he really wanted to go back to his own world. He didn't want to stay in a place that destroyed his worldview.
But after staying there for a few more days, he began to yearn for that kind of world again.
A monk with good talent can live for hundreds, or even thousands or tens of thousands of years. The temptation is too great.
Although the Palace Master is over ten thousand years old, she is still a beauty, as beautiful as a young girl in her twenties.
It’s just that, although I am beautiful, I am as poisonous as a snake or scorpion.
Every day, dead tripods were thrown out of her palace and then burned by a fireball.
Every time he saw such a scene, he was terrified.
The women there don't treat Dinglu as human beings. They can trample on their bodies and dignity at will, and can take their lives at will.
They were like the pigs raised by their daughters, being fed elixirs constantly to improve their cultivation, and then they would practice the essence of life.
Zhou Huanglang was full of sympathy for the Dinglus, but he was always uneasy in his heart because he was also a man and he was worried that he would become a Dinglu of a woman in the future.
Fortunately, I treat him very well and spend a lot of resources on him.
But, I kept him under strict control and wouldn't let him leave the Lihua Palace.
He urged her to practice well every day and make sure she became strong so that she could take her place in the future.
In fact, he really wanted to leave Lihua Palace and go to the territory of decent people to become a righteous monk.
However, before his cultivation level was improved, he did not have the power to open the barrier set up by the quasi-immortal mother.
My mother doesn't allow him to go out, so he can only stay in a small place like Lihua Palace.
The body that Zhou Huanglang took over was extremely talented and had almost no bottleneck in cultivation. He reached the Golden Core stage at the age of forty, the Nascent Soul stage at the age of eighty, and the Divine Transformation stage at the age of five hundred.
And in the year when he became a god, his mother ascended to heaven.
Originally, his mother's ascension was a good thing for him. From then on, the entire Lihua Palace, which was rich enough to rival a country, belonged to him.
No one cared about him anymore, so he could wander around anywhere.
However, just when he was happy about this, his mother, who had always been very kind to him, imprisoned him.
And performed the technique of collecting and replenishing energy on him.
Then, he turned into a skinny old man, and was about to die of old age.
The Palace Master's mother was very satisfied and didn't want him to die in confusion, so she 'kindly' told him the truth.
It turned out that he was actually just a high-level cauldron raised by the Palace Master, not the Young Palace Master at all.
The Palace Master is an old woman over ten thousand years old. With such a high level of cultivation, it is impossible for her to give birth to a son.
But he was kept in the dark and thought he was her biological son.
The Palace Master has been raising him and letting him maintain his yang energy, which of course is for herself. If an evil cultivator wants to reach the level of heaven, the thunder tribulation he encounters will be more severe than that of a righteous person.
But as long as you use the cauldron to replenish your pure yang body before experiencing a thunder tribulation, you can increase your ability to resist thunder by dozens of times.
It just so happens that he has a pure yang body that only appears once in a million years.
That's it. Once he traveled through time, he failed to become the protagonist, but tragically became a cauldron.
Zhou Huanglang realized belatedly that he was not much nobler than those humble cauldrons.
After the palace master told him the truth, he burned him to death with a fireball without any hesitation.
He was already dying, so why not wait until he died before burning him? Why did he have to experience such heart-wrenching pain