I was hiding from gods and demons at the beginning, but it turned out that I was the boss

Saint Rosie left the palace after the dinner and did not attend the subsequent party. Such a social occasion was not suitable for her status.

It would be enough for the Divine Chosen Group to have young priests participating in it, and since such a big thing happened internally today, she wanted to go back and take a look early.

Returning to the Divine Chosen Group, she first paid attention to the progress of the theft of the storage warehouse, and then checked the renovation status of the Temple Square and the Saint's Temple.

When everything was over, Luo Xi lazily returned to the dormitory not far from the headquarters. This was once the palace of Lanzemar in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Later, the palace was expanded and moved, and it became the residence of each saint of the Divine Chosen Group.

Speaking of which, Lanzeria is used to living in the constantly changing skin and doesn't want to move.

There are only a few servants on the periphery of the dormitory. After all, she has too many secrets and it is not convenient for many people to disturb her.

The moonlight tonight is not bright, but has a faint red light, which shines on the brown-red stone slabs in the hall, making it even more eerie, like a pool of dark red blood.

As soon as Luo Xi stepped into the palace door, the entire dormitory was sealed by space.

Haha, who else dares to do this here besides that person? It’s just that he rarely comes to me. Why is it today...

The ornately decorated bathhouse in the dormitory is connected to several hot springs, which are warm and filled with mist all year round.

When Luo Xi saw the man in the water, he smiled slightly, slowly took off his dress and walked into the pool.

The water in the pool was warm, with a beguiling fragrance and incomprehensible emotions. Luo Xi had just taken a few steps when Su Mucheng pulled him over before the water even covered his thighs...

Crazy and violent, it was the first time Luo Xi experienced such emotions in this person. At a certain moment, she was even afraid that the other person would kill her.

Did something happen?

"What would you do if you couldn't love me?" Su Mucheng's hoarse voice, accompanied by breath, sounded like a devil's whisper in the dark night.

Luo Xi calmed down her breath and sneered: "Me? Don't you know, nine hundred years ago, I took her body away. From now on, Hall is mine, and this world is mine!"

"Yes, it's been more than nine hundred years, no, more than two thousand years, haha, hahahahaha..." Su Mucheng's evil laughter echoed in the empty dormitory.

Luo Xi has had many problems for a long time, but the other party's cold madness made her silent.

Su Mucheng had laughed enough and gently ruffled her hair with his hand, "Actually, it's also very good here. God's Realm is not happier than here. Here, we are kings, uncrowned kings."

Hearing what Su Mucheng said, Luo Xi seemed to have some realization, "Maybe it's because I haven't seen it before, so I want to take a look, but it's not that important."

She couldn't figure out what this person wanted to do, but one thing she was sure of was that she was weaker than him. When you are weaker than someone, it's best to be good and wait until you have a chance to fight back.

Su Mucheng raised his head and leaned on the edge of the bathtub, looking at the red moon high above. "It's not so wonderful to aim high. Hold on to what you can get and what you want is the truth."

"Oh? What should we do?" Luo Xi also looked at Hongyue.

The corners of Su Mucheng's lips curved slightly, "Keep what deserves to be kept, kill the damned ones, and let the rest go to hell."

……

Sunny September 7

She was a little tired after spending the whole night in the family library on a sunny day last night, but she collected a lot of good books. In addition, she also helped Nami find some ways to advance, and looked up the universal psychic standard values ​​​​for practitioners of different levels.

When he saw that cultivators above the divine level could teleport up to ten thousand meters, Qingtian fell silent.

That's too much! One time his Su Mucheng teleports is worth one of his intermediate teleportation rubbings. That's five gold coins, which is fifty thousand on Earth!

Shit! He had to hold a pile of gold coins to exchange for the distance he flashed a few times, and the teleportation speed was faster than the rubbing trigger...

Qingtian's heart was bleeding, and he thought to himself that it was a good thing he bought an advanced teleportation rubbing at that time. This thing can only save his life if he uses it properly.

In order to make the stonemason's escape smoother, Qingtian gave his wife forty gold coins. In addition, I spent more than 40 on supplies, and now I have less than 20 gold coins left in total...

Alas, my net worth suddenly dropped from one million yuan back to ten thousand yuan. Money is indeed very important everywhere.

Otherwise, "borrow" some pocket money from Yilan's two brothers...

"Good morning, Miss Second, you seem to be in good spirits today." Butler Neke saw the Second Miss wandering out of the library early in the morning. He was very pleased. The Miss can move around, so the Master and Madam don't have to worry.

Um? Do you look in good spirits like this?

Qingtian, with messy hair and two dark circles under his eyes, tilted his head and stared at him inexplicably.

This guy gives people the power to have a myocardial infarction from time to time. I really don’t know what to say...

Neke saw the weird look in her eyes and waved her hand, "Good morning, Miss Yilan?"

Sunny smiled and said lightly: "Morning, Neke, before breakfast I want to see white roses in the dining room. Each rose should be half open and half closed with dewdrops. I believe you can do it yourself."

Nek looked at the second young lady in disbelief. Was she embarrassed or relying on her?

But the master’s instructions must be accepted no matter how difficult it is. “Okay, I’ll do it right away.”

Seeing his dejected look, Qingtian felt inexplicably relieved and went back to the room to wash up while humming a song.

Meili sat in front of the dressing table, a little absent-minded. The girl's mind was sensitive and delicate, and she was a little concerned about Lan Zetong's choice of Yilan.

Although the second prince Lan Zerong confessed to her in disguise, she seemed to like Lan Zetong more.

After thinking about it, she suddenly stood up.

Oops, I came back late yesterday, and I forgot to check if Yilan was back. Nami didn’t know what to do...

She hurried to her sister's bedroom. The little girl was just about to go to the restaurant.

"Good morning, Meili, do you want to have breakfast together?" She felt refreshed after washing up on a sunny day.

Meili smiled when she saw it, "Is everything going well?"

Sunny blinked at her, "It has to be."

Some things are better left unsaid. After all, Meili is young and unlike herself, she has an adult soul.

The two went to the restaurant talking and laughing next to each other.

The brothers were already there, greeting each other and joking.

Qingtian noticed that today’s breakfast was very rich. The most satisfying thing was that the long table and sideboard were filled with bunches of white roses...

She turned to look at the butler Neke who was standing next to her, and gave him a bright smile, "Very beautiful! As expected of you."

Great, Neke finally felt at ease, bowed and said humbly: "I am very happy that you are satisfied with what is within your duties."

At this time, Morton Daoer and Kasna walked in. They were still handsome and beautiful, but their faces were a little serious.

"You are all here, that's just right. I have something to say after breakfast." Morton said after sitting down.

Meili lowered her head, it must be about the engagement.

It’s sunny and I don’t know why. I guess something happened when I went to the palace yesterday.

Everyone finished their breakfast quietly. Nek ordered the dishes to be cleared away, left the hot tea, and led the servants out of the restaurant.

Morton looked at several members of his family with a solemn expression, took out two letters from his dark blue coat pocket and placed them on the table.