In another room, Wang San, who had returned from the mysterious place, first looked at Xiao Qianyue, who was sleeping soundly.
The originally solemn face suddenly became filled with kindness.
Then he frowned again and stared at his fingers helplessly.
As a member of the royal family, even though it is not his time and he is lonely now, he still needs to save face.
You can't watch Xiaojiu accepting gifts from others without giving them back.
"Hey, is it going to bleed again?!"
"Now that I am a poor person, I really have no choice but to "sell my blood"..."
"Hey, if the Holy Saint Empress hadn't disappeared, with her wisdom, I... I would definitely not be so poor in my lineage!!"
Wang San only cared about self-pity, but he didn't see the suppressed smile on Wang Qianyue's face...
As an emperor of the Zhiren lineage walking in the world, Wang San naturally did not hesitate, put his finger in his mouth and bit it hard.
There was a bang, and a drop of golden blood squeezed out of the skin.
Against the backdrop of the moonlight, it looks like a dazzling gem.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed some of the centuries-old herbs that the little animals usually gave him, mixed them with golden blood, and boiled them in the palm of his hand.
After a while, seven fragrant elixirs were completely formed.
It looks like the Seven Stars of the Southern Dipper, dazzling and dazzling.
As we all know, when something that defies heaven comes into being, there will be a thunder disaster.
The originally clear sky suddenly became overcast with clouds, and thunder rolled in the clouds, gathering in the sky above the small courtyard.
Faced with the horrific punishment from heaven, Wang Sanyou was immersed in self-pity.
Alas, our lineage is really so poor that only ourselves are left...
It wasn't until the first thunderbolt fell halfway that Wang San woke up.
He looked at the sky impatiently and waved his hand casually.
"Go back and forth wherever you come from, let's break up!"
When Tianlei heard this, he was "sluggish" in the air for a moment. After a while, a puff of smoke popped out, and then disappeared immediately.
That movement had not yet occurred when Chang Baye was being licked by Chen Daji, and the sound of diarrhea was loud...
Looking at the clear night sky again, Wang San seemed to suddenly think of something.
He looked at Hui Lao Liu who was giving a lecture.
"Although this boy comes from a humble background, he is rarely loyal to Xiao Jiu. He deserves a reward!"
Yan Bi waved to the sky again: "Come back!"
As a result, the thunder calamity that had just dissipated regrouped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But this time he didn't dare to chop it down, he just stayed in the air shivering.
That way, he looked like a minister waiting for the emperor's summons.
Wang San reached out and grabbed it at will, pulling out a piece of lightning from the thunder.
Putting down the elixir and pinching it hard with both hands, the originally invisible electric light was fixed into a lightning mark.
After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his still-bloody middle finger and carved the words "As if I were here in person" in four shining golden characters on the lightning mark.
Wang San looked at it for a while and nodded with satisfaction.
Then he waved his sleeves, and the lightning mark flew through the air, directly imprinting on the gray old Liu's eyebrows.
Hui Laoliu felt a shock all over his body, and then Dao Xing climbed up like a rocket.
Especially my understanding of thunder and lightning:
At this moment, the head of the Hui family even suspected that he was the incarnation of the God of Thunder.
Even if you go swimming in the legendary thunder pool, you won't be injured at all.
Just when Hui Jiaxian was filled with surprises, Wang San's indifferent but majestic voice sounded in his ears.
"In the affairs of the emperor, rewards and punishments are clear."
"No matter how the Taoists treat you in the future, you will always be an important minister of my Jiang family!"
When Hui Laoliu heard this, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes.
Ignoring the surprised eyes of the listeners, he knelt on the ground with a plop.
He even trembled all over and was so overwhelmed that he couldn't even say a word of thanks for a while.
Seeing his performance, Wang San realized even more that his reward was right.
A rare soothing voice.
"Hui Lao Liu, you don't have to be like this. From now on, just stay with my family Jiu Nan."
"In addition... In addition, the name 'Lao Liu' is really not in line with the majesty of an important minister. Today I will give you a new name - Wu Ming."
"There is a time in life, but there is no time in life...I will help you force it when there is no time in life!"
"In short, from today on, if anyone dares to say that you are of humble origin, I will send them to the 18th level of hell and never get over again!"
The emperor's favor is so great, what else can the Hui Family Immortal say? !
I can only struggle to grab the ground with my head to show my gratitude, until the blood flows...
There was such a big movement outside, which naturally attracted Hua Jiunan and others.
Especially the Lei Jie who came and left, walked and came back, strolling back and forth... This scene shocked everyone.
To a practitioner, such a situation is like a battle ax that appears and disappears high above the head of an ordinary person.
Or the kind that could be slashed at the neck at any time...
Hua Jiunan saw Hui Laoliu's appearance, and saw the lightning mark that disappeared between his eyebrows, and immediately understood everything.
While happy for the head of the Hui family, he helped him up.
"Brother Six, you don't have to be like this, you deserve everything!"
Hearing what Hua Jiunan said, the other immortal families unanimously looked into the small courtyard.
They knew that it was the Supreme Emperor who "hid his ears and stole his bell" who took action.
