Chapter 1141 The Giant Pot Falling From the Sky (1)

Fu Qingxi's face was pale. She bit her white lips and looked at the man standing outside the pit without saying a word.

She didn't want her last pride to disappear completely in front of this man.

"Nine Emperors have never been a proud daughter of heaven," Fuchen walked out from behind Feng Ruqing, "She was able to achieve so many achievements back then, all because of her hard work. Without her hard work, there would be nothing. She later."

Back then, he was still a little flower planted in the soil. The Nine Emperors watered it day and night before he became a human being.

He only has a partial understanding of the Nine Emperors.

I don't even know if he is a boy or a girl.

But... Dahei knows everything about the Nine Emperors.

She is not a genius. Everything she had back then was all due to her hard work.

She has never relied on anyone, and she has never... experienced any exhaustion.

In this life, Feng Ruqing's ability to grow so fast has something to do with the efforts of the Nine Emperors.

Because of her efforts, this space exists.

Because of her efforts, there was a way to cultivate elixirs.

And because of her efforts... she also invented the recipe of medicated diet.

Although the Nine Emperors were too lazy to do anything, everyone in the Divine Medicine Sect back then... knew how to make medicinal meals.

One is from the previous life and the other is from this life.

Without the Nine Emperors in her previous life, Feng Ruqing might still be working hard on losing weight, let alone her in this life.

The predecessors picked trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade, and the same is true.

Feng Ruqing looked at Xiang Nanxian with a flash of doubt.

Ever since Dahei appeared, Feng Ruqing had doubted her identity, but as far as she was concerned, the Nine Emperors had nothing to do with her. She was just the daughter of Feng Tianyu and Nalanyan, and the princess of Liuyun Kingdom. She is just the fiancée of the Imperial Master.

But after seeing Nan Xian's reaction just now, her face became solemn.

If I remember correctly, the National Preceptor said that he began to have a crush on her when he was five years old, but the five-year-old National Preceptor has not left the Mu family, and has never appeared in Liuyun Kingdom, how can he have a crush on her?

"Nan Xian——" Feng Ruqing suddenly held Nan Xian's hand.

Nan Xian then looked away from the pit, turned to look at Feng Ruqing, smiled and rubbed her head: "Qing'er, I won't let anyone bully you."

No one is allowed to live in your name!

Fu Yu's face was extremely ugly. The spirit beasts had rebelled and the masters in his palace were almost dead. Soon he would be standing here alone.

"My daughter is actually the Nine Emperors, believe it or not!"

He flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, with a arrogant look on his serious face. Even though the people behind him were almost dead, he remained calm and indifferent, looking like a king.

The sky suddenly became gloomy.

Countless strong winds suddenly rose.

The surrounding wind was mixed with a biting chill.

Nanxian raised his eyes expressionlessly, stretched out his hand slowly, and a long sword fell from the sky and just landed in his hand.

The whole body of the sword is white, shining with light.

Just like him, he has an air of immortality and seems to have an extremely unreal feeling.

Yes, even the sword is more beautiful than ordinary swords.

But it doesn't feel flashy.

The long wind stirred up by the sword blew by, almost blowing Fu Yu's body away. He exerted force on his toes and stood firm on the ground, but the ground under his feet had already been dragged out with a mark.