I need to exercise more. Yesterday I went to the supermarket and bought a bag of food and drinks to take home. Today my shoulder hurts...
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Wang Yizhu stood under a clump of bamboo in the back garden of the Holy Prince's Mansion, lowering his head and quietly looking at an ant crawling on the toe of his boot. There were several other young men dressed similarly to him, wearing ordinary cotton gowns, standing aside, bowing their heads in the same submissive manner and remaining silent.
About twenty feet in front is the flower hall with the largest area and the most elegant furnishings in this green bamboo garden. Wang Canglang, the eldest son of the main branch of the Holy Prince's Palace, is holding a white jade flute and sitting on the verandah of the flower hall. Whispering.
Several beautiful girls quietly surrounded Wang Canglang, looking at him with great admiration, their eyes full of twinkling little stars. Some girls were even so moved by the 'wonderful' music that water vapor appeared in their eyes.
While playing the jade flute, Wang Canglang smiled and cast his eyes at a girl in white by the shallow lake in front of the flower hall.
The girl was wearing a flawless white dress, lined with nine layers of smoke-like light gauze, which made her look as elegant and pure as a fairy in the clouds. She is Wang Canglang's cousin Yu Miaomiao, the fiancée of Young Master Wang, and the youngest palace mistress of the Tiansheng Palace, one of the most powerful forces in Xiaoyao Mountain. She is the most favored daughter of the Tiansheng Palace Master.
In the words of outsiders, this pair of beautiful men and women are a match made in heaven, truly a match made in heaven. There are hundreds of millions of young masters and young masters in all the big and small families in Xiaoyao Mountain, but there is absolutely no one like them. A more matching and lovely person.
The weather is not bad today, the sun is bright and the breeze is pleasant. Yu Miao Miao has just finished her three-month retreat. With the help of a powerful elixir, she broke through the upper seventh level of cultivation and successfully obtained the lower sixth level. The strength of the product.
Someone from the Tiansheng Palace happened to join in the fun and collected several rare treasures as gifts. Yu Miaomiao, who was in a happy mood, simply brought people to find Wang Canglang. When his fiancée came to visit, Wang Canglang, who was also in an extremely happy mood, suddenly felt elegant and asked his servants to prepare a lot of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to roast rabbits!
"The sound of the flute sounds like a slaughtered pig, purely the behavior of a prodigal."
Wang Yizhu stood under the green bamboo, lowered his head and sneered secretly. If Wang Canglang, this idiot, had not come from a good background and was the youngest son of the current Holy King, an idiot like him would have died long ago without a burial place.
He has no cultivation, no character, and is greedy and lustful to the extreme. Every day, in addition to trying his best to collect money, he also plays with the maids and maids around him at the risk of his life. Occasionally, he takes a group of servants to rape a few people outside the Holy King's Mansion. A weak girl among the people, this is the young master Wang Canglang.
But he was the direct son of the contemporary holy king, and Wang Canglang's youngest brother was 180,000 years older than him. For the Holy King, this was a real treasure, and he truly loved Wang Canglang to the core. Therefore, no matter how much Wang Canglang behaves, no matter how little he is, he can still stand high and enjoy everything in the Holy King's Palace.
Even Wang Yizhu and others, the children of the Holy Prince's Palace who were born as concubines, had to obey Wang Canglang like slaves.
There were heavy footsteps coming from the side, and several cooks and a group of servants came quickly on foot. They all carried the clean demon rabbit 'Fire Cloud Rabbit' in their hands. There is a barbecue grill ready nearby. These rabbits, which have been thickly marinated in spices and sesame oil, are the perfect time to grill them.
What is burning under the barbecue grill is not ordinary firewood and charcoal, but a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that is three feet square and dark golden in color. The spiritual wisdom that opened like a cloud slowly withered in the milky white flames, turning into wisps of purple smoke rising slowly up.
The entire Green Bamboo Garden was filled with the fragrant scent of Ganoderma lucidum. Wang Yizhu took a deep breath and felt that the energy and blood in his body were floating, and the mana in his body had increased a little. A strange glint flashed in his eyes, and he grinned sarcastically.
The unfortunate Chief Executive Wang Fu, how much money did these thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum cost him
Wang Canglang was stingy by nature, and it was impossible for him to take out the spiritual stones from his pocket and buy these thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum for firewood. Wang Yizhu heard that Wang Canglang gave Wang Fu a mere thousand middle-grade spiritual stones. Wang Yizhu calculated that if he wanted to roast the rabbits prepared by Wang Canglang, Wang Fu would have to subsidize at least hundreds of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones to buy enough thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
"Unlucky Wang Fu. Hey! It would be great if he had resentment towards Wang Canglang." Wang Yizhu squinted and thought to himself. He subconsciously reached out and touched the palm-sized hole hidden on his chest. The magic weapon of the cave.
In the Holy King's Mansion, he has developed some servants who are loyal to the supreme master, but the status of those servants is not high. They are ordinary servants and low-level warriors, and they cannot play a big role.
If he can attract Wang Fu and make him his companion, he will open a gap in the middle and high-level circles of the Holy King's Mansion. In the future, he will be able to use Wang Fu to win over more people and erode more Saints. The power of the royal palace.
He is just an inconspicuous bastard in the Holy Prince's Palace, whose status is not even comparable to that of the housekeepers. But he believed that he was ten thousand times better than Wang Canglang, and that the Holy King's Mansion, and even the entire Xiaoyao Mountain, would become his possession in the future.
Not to mention anything else, just in the cave hidden in front of his chest, it would be extremely easy for the fools from the land of gods to destroy the entire Xiaoyaoji when they had the combat power to match their cultivation.
"We are servants of God, but you are just mortals after all." With a sense of indescribable superiority, Wang Yizhu raised his eyelids and looked at Wang Canglang who was still sitting on the veranda playing the jade flute from the corner of his eye.
Occasionally he would glance at Yu Piao Miao. His lower abdomen was already hurting like a knife, and the heat rising from the three inches below his lower abdomen made his blood boil. This woman, who is sitting by the small lake, looking like a pure goddess who has descended from the earth and is not stained by dust, and is born with eight or nine points of beauty, will be a good toy, right
Don't give him a chance, just give him a chance. Even if he redeems all the credit he has saved, he will still ask the great master to send a few powerful envoys to help him kill Wang Canglang and let him enjoy Yu Piaomiao. This little pussy has a wonderful body.
Damn it, after so many years, Wang Canglang and Yu Piaomiao have never left Xiaoyao Mountain for a trip. If they could travel together and let him accompany them, he would have killed Wang Canglang and manipulated this little girl Yu Piaomiao into the most powerful person. An obedient doll.
Suppressing the flames of desire in his heart, Wang Yizhu, like the few bastards around him, stood respectfully under the green bamboo, looking down at the domineering ant on the toe of his boots.
The sound of the flute suddenly stopped. Wang Canglang put down the jade flute. The girl beside him hurriedly brought a jade basin, hot water and a white silk scarf to wipe his jade-like fingers. Apply a thin layer to smooth and hydrated lips.
Wang Canglang, who had a beautiful face, red lips and white teeth, pursed his lips and spread the ointment evenly on his lips. He stretched out his clean hands and asked the girls to apply the same ointment on his nails. Apply a light layer of light pink ointment.
He looked at a jade mirror and carefully placed a strand of long hair hanging from his forehead, but the position was about the size of a sesame seed, where it should be. Then Wang Canglang slowly stood up. , maintaining a graceful and impeccable manner, slowly walked towards Yu Mingmiao: "Little sister, is this song 'Happy Encounter' interesting?"
Yu Miao Miao squinted her eyes, quietly feeling the wind blowing in front of her, sighed softly, and said without answering: "I smell the smell of winter jasmine flowers..."
Wang Canglang raised his eyebrows and laughed in a low voice: "Little sister likes winter jasmine? I'll dig up the bamboo in this yard tomorrow."
Yu Miao Miao snorted softly and said lightly: "I hate spring flowers the most. This wind smells of them. It's disgusting."
Wang Canglang turned his face, turned around with a glare, and pointed fiercely at Wang Yizhu: "Um, who is that? Hurry up and take people outside to look for that bastard who doesn't know whether he's alive or dead. If you dare to plant winter jasmine in the yard, I will flatten his house and drive him out of Xiaoyao Mountain!"
Yu Mingmiao closed her eyes and said lightly: "It's so heartbreaking. When I came here before, I never smelled this smell, but this time, when I was in the best mood, I suddenly felt the smell of flowers. Come over here..."
Wang Canglang jumped up like a mad dog. He pointed at Wang Yizhu and roared: "Why don't you go quickly? Did you hear that? His heart can be killed, his heart can be killed, dig out the hearts of that family and break them to pieces for me. cut!"
Wang Yizhu and the few bastards around him twitched their lips at the same time, saying, "Their hearts are worth killing." Is that what you meant? If you dig out someone's heart and chop it into pieces, is that what you want to kill? Young Master, I know that you never study and only work hard on women and gold, silver and jewelry, but if you misinterpret the meaning of words like this, it will lose the face of the Holy Prince's Palace.
But Wang Canglang was such a person. Wang Yizhu responded respectfully, secretly glanced at Yu Piao Miao's face with perfect lines, turned around hurriedly, and hurried out of the Green Bamboo Garden.
Wang Canglang smiled. He flipped his palm and took out an exquisite jade flowerpot from his sleeve. There was a strange flower that looked like a red coral, radiating red light all over and surrounded by a layer of flame-like light mist. It blooms just right in the pot.
"Little sister, didn't you say last time that you wanted a wild 'Red Fire Buddha's Palm'? My little brother personally led people to search for this in the wild wilderness in the south for several months, and finally found it with great difficulty. You Look, does this flower bloom well?" Wang Canglang put the flower pot in front of Yu Miao Miao as if he were offering a treasure.
Wang Yizhu, who had just arrived at the door of Cuizhu Garden, sneered and shook his head gently.
The red fire Buddha palm was something he brought back from the wilderness in the south. If it weren't for this excuse, he wouldn't be able to leave the Holy King's Mansion. Of course, he did not find this flower, but his omnipotent master sent it directly to the messenger.
"Using my merits to please women? Hey..." Wang Yizhu sneered, summoned dozens of family private soldiers, quickly broke out of the Holy King's Mansion, and rushed towards the direction where the fragrance of flowers had just drifted.
As soon as he went out, he saw Wang Fu swaying and blocking the door of a shop with several servants.
(End of chapter)