Chapter 1: Four boats
On the top of the hanging mountain, Yang Rongrong sat on the ground, with the cold wind blowing in her face, her long black hair fluttering in the wind, and her wide white sleeves rustling.
Yang Rongrong put her hands back, leaned her upper body back slightly, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed with relief.
"I can finally go home!"
It has been 200 years since she traveled to this world of immortality.
The system told her that as long as she could successfully defeat the four male protagonists, it would send her back to the real world.
In the past 200 years, she has worked hard to please the four male protagonists, playing the role of a dog licker dutifully. It took a lot of effort to lick the four men's favorability value to [-].
Now that the task has been completed, she can finally leave this damn world of cultivating immortals!
Yang Rongrong smiled happily and took out the Thunder Talisman from the Qiankun Bag.
This is a special talisman made by her. As long as it is torn into pieces, it will attract thunder.
She can escape from the thunder and die, and from now on, Yang Rongrong will no longer exist in the world of immortality.
At this time, she suddenly felt four powerful forces approaching.
Those four forces were all familiar to her.
In just a moment, she recognized them as her four targets.
She quickly put the Heavenly Thunder Talisman back into her Qiankun Bag.
The first one to arrive was Demon King Hengye.
He wore a dark golden robe embroidered with mysterious runes, and the skirt was wide open, revealing his strong chest muscles and the monster tattoo on his chest. His long red hair was combed into a high ponytail, and his raised eyebrows were as dazzling as fire.
The moment he landed, he flew toward Yang Rongrong like a leopard, his movements fast and light, with a bit of obvious urgency.
Like a big dog eager to seek comfort from its owner.
Heng Ye called: "Zhu Zhu!"
However, before he could touch Yang Rongrong, he was blown away by a strong sword wind.
Hengye was forced to retreat quickly and stopped quickly.
He looked angrily towards the source of the sword wind and saw a handsome swordsman in white clothes hanging in the air.
"Who are you?"
The sword cultivator said coldly: "Xianyun Sect, Shen Wenqian."
He is the Xuanyue Sword Master of the Xianyun Sect and the most powerful sword cultivator in Jiuzhou Continent. His cultivation has reached the Mahayana stage. He is upright, upright and chivalrous to the core. He is known as the No. 1 in the righteous path.
Shen Wenquan stood upright on the sword, with stern brows and a hint of sword wind still lingering on his fingertips. He was surrounded by the cold sword intent. His whole body was like a sharp sword unsheathed, capable of splitting mountains and breaking the moon at any time.
His eyes passed over Heng Ye and stopped on Yang Rongrong. His tone became dark and deep, as if he was trying his best to restrain something.
"I am her master and her future husband."
Before Hengye could get angry, he heard a disdainful sneer.
"Ah!"
The laughter comes from Demon Lord Linyuan.
He didn't know when he had appeared next to Yang Rongrong.
I saw that he was wearing a luxurious red robe, with the hem billowing like water waves. His slightly curly black hair was tied up with a red ribbon. The loose ends of his hair were casually placed on his shoulders, leaving only a strand of slightly curly hair hanging down. On the side of the face.
His long and narrow eyebrows and sharp red lips gave him a strange and dangerous aura.
"Fortunately, you are still a well-known and upright person, and you don't even draft a lie. Xiaoxiao and I have already made a contract. She can only belong to me for the rest of her life, and she will never marry anyone else."
Having said this, he picked up a strand of Yang Rongrong's hair with his fingertips, stared at her with an oppressive gaze, and asked in a low voice.
"Xiaoxiao, do you think so?"
Before Yang Rongrong could speak, the fourth man's voice suddenly sounded——
"You have admitted the wrong person, she is not Xiaoxiao."
The sky full of sunset was torn apart, revealing a black gap as terrifying as an abyss.
A mysterious man shrouded in black robes slowly walked out of the gap.
Behind him, there were countless fierce ghosts. They bared their teeth and claws, their translucent gray-black bodies kept twisting, and they let out shrill cries.
This man is the Lord of Ghosts and the Ghost Emperor who is feared and hated by the world.
He is highly cultivated, murderous, mysterious and one in the world knows his name, and most of those who have seen his true appearance have become dead souls.
Yang Rongrong is the only exception.
She stayed with him for 30 years. Although she suffered a lot, she was lucky enough to be alive.
She knew him far better than outsiders.
She knew that his name was Shu Ying, and that he was a pervert with special hobbies.
Shu Ying slowly raised his head, and his hood slipped off, revealing a delicate and handsome pale face.
Judging from his appearance, he turned out to be a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old.
His eyes were cold, his bloodless thin lips slightly opened and closed, and he emphasized each word.
"She is not Xiaoxiao, she is my Yaoyao."
The voice is extremely clear, with a cold air about it.
The tone slightly emphasizes the word "my", and the meaning of possession is obvious.
Hengye glared angrily, as if there were flames jumping in his eyes.
He corrected loudly: "She is obviously Zhuzhu, you all have mistaken the wrong person!"
The aloof Xuanyue Sword Master lowered his eyes and stared at Yang Rongrong, his eyes were as cold as a lonely moon, and his voice was low and sweet, very magnetic, but there was an indescribable sense of danger in his tone.
"But you told me clearly that your name is Sang Chun."
Linyuan raised his lips and smiled softly, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a cold look.
"Didn't you say your name is Zhong Xiaoxiao? Are you lying to me?"
Shuying didn't say anything, just stared at Yang Rongrong.
That cold look, as if if she dared to say one wrong word, he would immediately cut her into pieces and throw her bones into ashes.
The four of them gathered here because they heard some rumors about Yang Rongrong.
Rumor has it that she has had affairs with many men.
Originally, they still had a bit of luck in their hearts, thinking that the rumor should be false, or that there might be some misunderstanding.
That's why they came to Yang Rongrong to ask clearly in person.
But at this moment,
They can no longer fool themselves.
The rumors are true, the four of them were tricked by the same woman!
She was full of lies, faked her identity and moved between the four men, treating them like fools.
No one with a bit of blood can endure this bad breath.
Not to mention that these four are all prominent figures in the world of immortality.
They have never experienced such humiliation! They want to kill her now!
Yang Rongrong felt that the surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower, and the spiritual pressure exerted on her body was getting stronger and stronger. The danger was approaching, and her body instinctively trembled slightly.
She is still only at the late stage of foundation building, so she is no match for these four guys.
But she wasn't afraid at all.
Because she has completed her mission and can leave this world immediately.
When she returns to modern society, the four men in front of her will never be able to find her again, even if they go to heaven or earth.
Yang Rongrong calmed down, called the system in her heart, and asked with her mind.
"How much time do I have until I leave this world?"
It took a while for the system to give an answer.
"The system is building a space-time tunnel, it will take at least 5 minutes."
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The main storyline of this article includes a large-scale wife-chasing crematorium, a large-scale male competition Shura field, and many private facilities. It is a non-traditional upgrade to the fairy tale.
First published by Xiaoxiang Academy, any form of reprinting is prohibited.
The cultivation levels in this article are from low to high: Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, spiritual transformation, Taixu, Mahayana
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