Perfection: Starting from the Vow to Marry the Willow God

"Hey, this Qingyuan City is too big, millions of miles around. Who knows who? I just felt sad and angry for a day that day. I can't stay immersed in sorrow. This life is not the same. To put it bluntly "Yes. We monks are used to fighting and killing. This time they were unlucky and encountered a fight between gods and gods. No one can blame them." Pang Yuan drank.

Shi Heng sighed.

If he took care of everything and stood up for the common people in the world, he would really be a fool. He had no obligation to risk his life and death and take full action against An Lan. Besides, he let Xiao Meng take action and saved countless living beings, which can be said to be the most benevolent and righteous act for Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Although he was thinking this in his heart, when he saw the ruins of half of Qingyuan City and countless scarlets, Shi Heng felt a burst of unknown anger and anger.

After all, he was once a mortal.

When there is dissatisfaction, naturally there is care.

"boom!"

Pang Yuan was listening to music and dancing in the semi-open box. He touched a stool and suddenly landed on his face with a sudden sound.

"Oh, grandma, it seems that you can't drink too much immortal drunk. The owner of this building, a master of array formation, actually fell! How could it hurt so much? My God, is this ground made of divine gold?" Pang Yuan covered his nose and stomped on the stone floor to complain.

The old man Xi Xuanzhi turned around and said with a smile: "I think you have bad luck today and shouldn't come here twice a day."

Shi Heng looked at it and shook his head. He leaned on the couch, put his feet up, and listened to the babbling singing and dancing of the female nuns on the stage. Not to mention, it was very comfortable.

Nowadays, this kind of professional industry has kept pace with the times and is almost on par with previous generations. With the extremely fast communication channel of virtual network, these special industries will always be the first to change.

For example, the pretty female cultivator on the stage holds a fan, hooks her legs, covers her vital parts with the fan, gives a few winks, twists her waist, and then turns her hips in a circle. When doing these actions, don't forget to sing with a sticky and sticky voice.

The atmosphere is also very tempting, with pink light, purple clouds, and red fog. In short, it looks alluring.

Very smooth!

This deviant and beautiful female cultivator didn't interact much with the audience like them. In fact, she was live broadcasting on the virtual network. At the end of the day, she could earn a set of wooden building resources. The reason for coming to this wooden building is purely to attract the audience and enhance the atmosphere.

The female cultivator looks like she is in the Inscription Realm, but in fact she is a true god. She is eager to have the audience take over her or provide money to support her, so that she can pretend to be cool and slap her in the face, so that the big brother on the list can reward her with some elixirs or magic source or something.

However, except for Shi Heng, no one in the room knew that this female cultivator was actually several thousand years old. Based on the age of a mortal, she was probably over sixty...

In short, any weird thing may appear in this wooden building area, such as him, such as the fat Jia Baojia who only loves the little wives on the virtual Internet, such as the female cultivator singing and dancing on the stage.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Xu Shi Heng was watching the dance and was letting his thoughts wander. He was not paying attention for a moment, causing Pang Yuan to fall over twice in succession.

"Brother Shi, Mr. Xi, I'm going to leave first. This place is poisonous. If you don't leave, you may be dead!" Pang Yuan, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, felt that he couldn't stay anymore.

So he reluctantly looked at the beautiful female cultivator, stood up sadly, and planned to leave early.

"Yes, that's the young master. How about dancing with me?" The female cultivator pointed at Pang Yuan, who had a rich expression after standing up, and asked delicately.

Pang Yuan took back his steps toward the door, pointed at himself, and said in disbelief: "Me...me?"

The female cultivator smiled charmingly and said, "Yes, it's you, fellow Taoist."

Pang Yuan shivered, walked towards the stage with his head held high, and did not forget to raise his eyebrows to Shi Heng and Xi Xuanzhi to show off.

There were hundreds of male cultivators in the audience, all casting envious glances at Pang Yuan.

"Perhaps this is called the ultimate success. I didn't expect Xiao Pang to have such luck. He might even be able to win a beautiful woman." Xi Xuanzhi was quite envious.

Shi Heng said with a smile: "There is no way to bring luck or misfortune, you can only bring it on yourself. Brother Pang's bad luck is not over yet."

On the stage, the female cultivator smiled happily and said, "Dare you ask me your surname?"

"My name is Pang Yuan, huge big, no, huge Pang, a Yuan that comes back to the beginning." Pang Yuan was so excited that the beauty of the female cultivator was in his eyes.

Little did he know that the audience of the female cultivator's virtual live broadcast room burst into laughter at his bruised face and his words.

Shi Heng in the audience shook his head helplessly, knowing that Pang Yuande had been tricked.

It can only be said that the female cultivator hid the live broadcast room very well. The audience in the audience thought that the female cultivator was entertaining people with sex, and it was them who were entertaining.

As the master of the first floor, Pang Yuan still had some unique skills. He probably had to take various public carriages all the year round and developed a good dancing skills. It was because of the female cultivator secretly using the braid to charm him that he stumbled and bumped. He completed a piece of dance that he matched with the edge.

The overall sense... is not bad. The key is that this female cultivator can sing really well.

Shi Heng felt that Pang Yuan was a wonderful man.

But now, instead of having a bruised nose and swollen face, I feel sore all over. When he was about to leave the stage, the female nun seemed to see the treasure boy, stared at him closely, and scratched his palm.

When he came to Shi Heng and Xi Xuanzhi, he was still enjoying himself, unaware that since he entered this wooden building, he had fallen more than he had in hundreds of years combined.

"I think there will be a show tonight." Pang Yuan drank a glass of wine and said excitedly to Shi Heng.

"Yes, yes, there is drama." Shi Heng said perfunctorily.

"I think you're jealous."

"Yeah."

"...Drink, Brother Shi, let me tell you..."

After staying in the building for a while, he said goodbye and went to the Xunjie Team Yamen.

The street-hunting team no longer has to go outside the city to find foreign spies, and many people have been laid off, including Shi Heng.

So when he came to the Yamen, he saw little fat Jia Bao nestled behind the door looking at his little wife. Shi Heng took a look and realized, oh, it was the nun just now.

When fate comes, nothing can stop it.

"Xiaopang, you are the top one in the list for slacking off at work, won't your family members beat you?" Shi Heng's voice scared Xiaopang.

As if he had seen a ghost, he screamed at Shi Heng and wanted to jump up and hug him.

"No, we don't like this." Shi Heng put his hand around the overly excited chubby kid and teased.

"Hey hey hey, look, this is my newly discovered true god wife. She is very good at playing. She just listened to us and made a fool of her around. That fool still thinks that the little wife is interested in him." The little fat man said in a mean voice. Cut the topic.

"That person is the landlord next to my house. I was in the audience just now. Didn't you see it?" Shi Heng pretended to be surprised.

The little chubby face narrowed, and a startling look suddenly appeared in his little eyes, and he said excitedly: "Take me there quickly! Haha, my family doesn't allow me to leave Qingyuan City, so I can only watch my little wife on the virtual network. Don't miss this opportunity for Fangrong!" After saying that, he pulled Shi Heng out.

"Isn't your home over there that was destroyed? I heard the news and rushed over here to comfort you." This was the reason why Shi Heng went out.

Xiaopang chuckled and said: "Don't mention it, my father and mother went to the border, and the elders of the clan also went. This time I only did some military exploits, deducting the loss of the teleportation array, and made some compensation. Fortunately, everyone is fine. This is not , the big boss fight happened to happen here in Qingyuan City, and our family’s ancestral land was destroyed, and only some wealth and medicinal materials were lost. By the way, your clan was not affected, right?"

"Okay, little fat guy, I didn't expect your family to be so prosperous. My relatives in the tribe are all fine. They're fine."

So Shi Heng took Xiaopang to the wooden building again.

He learned a lot from Xiaopang. For example, his little crush Tantai Qin lost contact, and when An Lan's hand came, he happened to be in the secret realm in that area. By the time Qingyuan Academy rushed there, the entrance and exit of the secret realm had been wiped out, and life and death were truly unknown. For example, Mu Jingwen and An Weiwei went to the secret realm together today to mourn Tantai Qin.

The moment Xiaopang saw the female cultivator, his eyes lit up, and then glowed with runes. Then he spat, and complained to Shi Heng: "The gap is too big. If you don't follow me on the virtual network, He is said to be over a thousand years old, but he is almost dead! He is older than my grandfather!

The little fat guy really vomited, and the sound was so loud that the beautiful female cultivator on the stage looked at her while she was singing and dancing.

"Your top brother is vomiting here, why don't you come over and take care of him." Shi Heng smiled at the female cultivator.

He didn't think it was a big deal, but Xiaopang got goosebumps all over his body and planned to run away.

"Hahaha! Come on up! Let's dance and sing a song with your little wife." Shi Heng didn't think it was a big deal and threw Xiaopang directly on the stage.

The effect is naturally explosive.

Although Xiaopang is a bit of a homebody, he is very strong. Using the female cultivator's magic skills, both on the stage and in the female cultivator's live broadcast room, the true face of the female cultivator was revealed.

"Hiss!" Whether it was on the virtual network or in the wooden building, a piece of cold air was inhaled.

So the furious female cultivator immediately activated her magic technique and had a fight with Xiaopang.

Only four hours later, in the hot search on the virtual network, the story about the big brother Xiaopang and his little wife and female cultivator ranked fifth on the second day, ranking behind the news about the immortals in the Immortal Palace escaping from Dayu Tian. It can be said that Once you become famous, you will be known all over the world.

During this period, Pan Yuan looked at him resentfully and backed away while retching and holding on to the wall.

Immediately afterwards, Tianhu came over...

"Xiao Meng, aren't you the one behind the scenes?" Shi Heng said with a black line on his face when he saw Tianhu reprimanding the female cultivator.

"No way. Master, you can't guess. I am a mysterious fairy admired by the world. How could I do such dirty things?" Xiao Meng put her hands on her hips and accused him of slander.

"Do you think your master is stupid?" Shi Heng replied angrily, "Also, why did Tianhu come here? Don't tell me that those witches and witches on the virtual network were created by Tianhu."

San Cun Xiao Meng covered her mouth and smiled. After being rubbed a few times by Shi Heng, she blushed and said: "Many witches and saints are like this. After all, the Jie Tian Sect is the real great sect. She leaned on Shi Hao's thigh and ate with her. There are many sects.”

"How much is no less?" Shi Heng asked.

"About 80% of it is on the head." Xiaomeng continued embarrassedly: "Oh, these are all trivial matters. Master, you'd better not look at those dirty things. After all, many ideas come from your previous life, Master. You should It’s better to know more about it.”

Shi Heng shook his head and stopped asking any more questions. He pointed at Tianhu and said, "Does she know that Liu Shen and I are here?"

"She will probably find out in a while, because she wants to watch the video of that time, and Master, you show your true face, so naturally you are included in it." Xiao Meng said.

He nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll go home and wait for them. After watching the theater for so long, the family should be at peace."

"Ah."

"Tell her later and don't embarrass Fatty."

"okay!"

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock knock!"

Shi Heng looked at the closed courtyard door and fell into deep thought.

Helpless, he had no choice but to use his unique trick and shouted: "Liu'er, Ye'er, open the door! I'm back!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Invisible willow branches added to his body, making a crisp sound, and the clothes on his back were torn, forming two intersecting tattered whip gaps.

Shi Heng was a little disgusted because he saw that Liu Shen and Liu Ye were much more advanced.

At the same time, it is speculated that the beautiful girl may have been absorbed. Thinking about this, there is no reason to feel upset and uneasy, but I have to face the reality that two tigers cannot share the same mountain.

The courtyard door opened.

Shi Heng walked in with his hands behind his back and a manly step.

"Master, please change your clothes." Ji Yuejun took the clothes and walked to Shi Heng's side.

Shi Heng waved his hand and held her in his arms.

"what!"

The maid let out an exclamation and muffled murmur.