Chapter 451 What did you dream about?

Hanyue really has a talent for financial management. After taking over for several months, he made up for the losses left during Jingse's management and earned a lot of crystals. This time, even Jing Tianfang laughed out of his mouth. This result made Jing Se-se shameless. She couldn't help wondering why she couldn't do a business well even if she racked her brains and made money in Han Yue's hands. Is she a smart appearance but actually a fool?

Once, Jing Se was very suspicious of his intellectual status and was depressed for many days. Later, he came out of the shadow under the guidance of Jing Tianfang. What Jing Tianfang said was: "I heard that there are successive skills and specializations, child, you'd better concentrate on practicing inscription and magic." From then on, Jing Se forgot other things and specialized in inscription. As expected, he made rapid progress. He had reached the realm of eight grades and hundreds of feet before the year.

Han Yue practiced while doing business, and the speed was not slow. In fact, she made rapid progress. After changing the inscription, in just four years, she has become a seven-grade inscription teacher, and the realm of flying has also reached. Jing Se inevitably had obstacles in her heart. Jing Tianfang opened her heart knot, "Son, Xiaoyue can have such a talent, doesn't it mean that God favors my Yunhai Shenyuan? Everyone has a unique talent. Se'er, Dad believes that your future achievements will be immeasurable. Seer, let me tell you something. Tomorrow, you can hand over the three spiritual veins in the east of the city to Han Yue to take care of, and then assign her ten disciples from the outer court as helpers. If you want to quickly expand your power and recruit disciples, you can't do it unless you have strong financial resources.

"..." Jing Se decided that he should concentrate on the cultivation of the world. He should worry about other things.

Jing Tianfang talked about many things about Han Yue with a smile and praised her. She was so ashamed that Han Yue blushed and looked more delicate. Jing Se's knot has long been untied, and there is nothing taboo about the fact that he is not good at financial management. When Jing Tianfang said that he praised Han Yue, Jing Se's eyes were also full of appreciation, and the elegant pattern of the eight-grade inscription teacher was not small.

Jing Tianfang loved talent and cherished his talent and respected Yun Zheng. He did not despise him a little because he was a scattered practice. He specially set up a first-class banquet to entertain Yun Zheng in person. Jing Se and Han Yue accompanied him at the same table. The four of them had a happy meal, just like a family.

At this time, it was already dark, and a full moon sprinkled cold silver light, and the far and near scenery seemed to be covered with a veil. Jingse looked at the full moon and suddenly shed a tear. Jing Tianfang asked softly, "Ser, do you miss grandpa?"

Jingse nodded, put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, stood up gently, and silently walked to the garden. Yun Zheng and Han Yue were very surprised and couldn't help looking at each other.

Jing Tianfang sighed and said, "The child's mother died early. When she was a child, her grandfather loved her the most and often led her to spit and practice in the moonlight on the moonlight. Her inscriptions and techniques were all taught by her grandfather. So on a full moon night, she will think of her grandfather. Please don't be surprised. Se'er didn't mean to neglect him.

Yun Zheng hurriedly said, "Wherever, people are born to their parents. They are affectionate and righteous. It was normal to miss their old friends. How can I blame her? I just didn't expect that Miss Jingse's magic was taught by her grandfather.

Jing Tianfang smiled indifferently, looked at Jing Se's back facing the lotus pond alone in the courtyard, and said slowly, "In fact, there is nothing to hide. There are many stories about my father Jing Shentong. Before he left Yunhai Temple 12 years ago, he was not only the owner of Yunhai, but also the emperor of the Inscription Teachers Alliance. He is cultivated as a nine-grade Tongxuan, and there are few enemies in the world.

Yun Zheng was quite shocked. Minghuang is the leader of the Inscription Teachers Alliance, and of course the first inscription teacher in the world. Jing Se's grandfather is so powerful! Yun Zheng asked, "Is Mr. Jing just traveling around the world?"

Jing Tianfang put down his chopsticks. "At that time, my father Jing Shentong, as the Ming Emperor, had just ascended to the mysterious realm of Jiupin Tong. Because the highest cultivation of Zhongtian Mingwen was only eight grades at that time, he initially realized the mystery of the nine-level realm. It was inevitable that he was a little arrogant and happy. One day in the Holy Palace, the current Holy Emperor talked and bet with him. It is said that there is an inscription master who cultivates eight grades, but he will not lose to him, a nine-grade Xuan. My father is so angry that he can let this man come out to meet him. He is willing to compete with each other. If he is defeated for a quarter of an hour, he is willing to automatically withdraw from the throne of the emperor. The Holy Emperor invited the inscription master to respect him. He is a member of the Holy Emperor's family. If so, he can be regarded as the son and nephew of the Holy Emperor. My father Jing Shentong and Chongjing fought with the inscription. Unexpectedly, Chongjing had a nine-level realm. How could he win or lose in a quarter of a battle? As a result, my father failed to bet and accepted the agreement to hand over the throne of the emperor. At the same time, he fulfilled his previous promise to the emperor and went to the sea of demons. Chongjing naturally became the emperor. After 12 years of sitting, my father also walked for 12 years. At first, there was a psychic letter back, and then there was not even a letter. I thought that my father would either fall or rise to a higher level and ascend to the holy land.

Yun Zheng suddenly raised a question in his mind, "This holy emperor is obviously cheating. He said to him that there are only eight grades of cultivation, but in fact, there are nine levels of respect. How can this old gambling man win? Besides, what did the Holy Emperor ask when he cheated Mr. Jing to go to the Demon Spirit Sea?

Jing Tianfang said, "Yun Shao, to tell you the truth, half of the reason why Yunhai Shenyuan has risen so fast over the years is because of the support of the Holy Emperor's family, in order to compete with the Yuwen family. However, when Yunhai was in the limelight, the Holy Emperor designed this gamble to push my father down from the position of Minghuang. The reason is that he doesn't want the Yunhai God Courtyard to be dominant. My father is arrogant. Since he can't defeat Chongjing in a quarter of an hour, even if you force him to sit down, he won't sit down. As for why his father went to the sea of demons, the reason was that 500 years ago, the Holy Emperor forced his father to run to the sea of demons to find the footprints of Xingge Sanren' cultivation, hoping to find the road of Xingge Sanren to break through the void. The Holy Emperor wants to live an immortality.

Yun Zheng remembered the ice lotus, and also remembered what the God of War said to the ice lotus. There is no body that will never be bad in the world, which can remain unchanged for thousands of years, but there will always be times when the body collapses. Although immortality is nonsense, which ancient and modern emperors does not yearn for this dream bubble of immortality?

The body is impermanent and the spirit lasts forever.

Jing Tianfang did not treat Yun Zheng as an outsider, opened the chat box again, and chatted with Yun Zheng very late. When he saw the son, Jing Tianfang ordered someone to clean up a small courtyard for his cultivation, and then sent Yun Zheng to rest, and then he wandered away.

This quiet courtyard is located in a bamboo forest, followed by green water in front of the green mountains, which is very quiet. Yun Zheng sat in the house for a while and walked to the courtyard. Thinking about what Jing Tianfang said during the banquet today, he suddenly woke up. Over the years, there have been struggles between the Yuwen family and other inscription masters, although there have been The reason for these sects itself is in it, but from a certain point of view, this is promoted by today's Holy Emperor. He is happy to see the emergence of this situation, which is the so-called imperial power.

At this time, a figure slowly approached the courtyard in the moonlight, stopped on the edge of the bamboo forest, hesitated again and again, and finally did not have the courage to take that step. Yun Zheng's mind was extremely powerful. He clearly sensed that a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, slowly walked to the figure, and whispered, "Yuer?"

The visitor was really Han Yue. Before, she left the table with Jing Se. After returning, her mind was full of clouds and she couldn't sleep. She quietly came out to see Yun Zheng. When she arrived at the bamboo forest, she had no courage. She stopped there and hesitated. Hearing Yun Zheng's call, she answered in a low voice, "Hmm." She lowered her head and turned around to leave, but Yun Zheng took her hand, "Yueer, since you are here, why are you leaving again?" Her hand hooked between her slender waist, and Han Yue's body fell into his arms.

Yun Zheng smelled her faint body fragrance and looked down at her. Han Yue was extremely beautiful under the moonlight. After a long separation, Han Yue couldn't help holding Yun Zheng with her hands. Yun Zheng was moved for a moment, stretched out her hand to pick up her jaw, and then kissed her soft and wet lips. Han Yue's body trembled slightly, and there was a soft whisper between her nose, stretching out her tongue and entangled with the tip of Yun Zheng's tongue...

This kiss almost melted Han Yue. She was hungry and thirsty for a long time. After that, she put her head on Yun Zheng's arm, reached out and gently drew a circle on his chest. She said quietly, "She didn't come to see me for so long. I thought you didn't want Yue'er."

Yun Zheng hugged her thin waist, kissed her lips again, and laughed, "Yue'er is rich now, how can I be willing to leave you."

Han Yue gently pinched his waist, "No wonder Sister Jingse said that you are a fan of money. You gave me the money at the beginning, and I still kept the crystals you gave me at the beginning. Sometimes when I see those shiny crystals, I think of you. If I can't see you all the time, what's the use of more money?

Yun Zheng smiled and said, "Of course it's useful. That's all worth it."

Han Yue put her arms around Yun Zheng's waist, put her body close to him, hugged him fiercely, and said in a greasy voice, "I don't want anything. The money is yours, even I......" As she spoke, she looked up and closed her eyes. Yun Zheng looked at her shyly and couldn't help bow her head and kissed her. The two lingered for a while and unconsciously snuggled down. Han Yue was warm and soft all over and said in a low voice, "That day, I studied the inscription and spell with Sister Jingse. It was too late to sleep with my sister. I woke up in the middle of the night and woke up laughing in my dream. I lied to her about counting the crystals until her hands were soft. In fact, I dreamed of you..."

Yun Zheng asked, "What did you dream of me?"

Hanyue's eyes flowed and were very charming, muttering, "I dreamed that you came to see me, but my hands and feet were not honest. When I touched there, I laughed for a moment."

Yun Zheng pretended to be stupid and asked, "Where did you meet?"

"Here..." Han Yue's voice was as soft as a mosquito, but she stretched out her finger and pointed to her chest. Yun Zheng put his right hand around her waist and climbed up her chest with his left hand. "Let me try again. Will it be itchy?"