Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

Tang Xin didn't know that to Tang Xuan, the 500 million was nothing at all, it was nothing more than a grain of dirt between his fingers.

He just wanted to see if this so-called "Master Gu" had the real ability to cure a serious disease like advanced lung cancer.

If it really works, it would be worth it to buy uncle's life with this grain of soil.

After a while, Tang Xin calmed down and accepted the 500 million fact. She took a deep breath and solemnly said to Tang Xuan, "Thank you."

Tang Xuan said lightly: "You can go back by yourself after the blood transfusion, I still have something to do."

Tang Xin opened her mouth, but didn't say anything, she just stared at Tang Xuan's back resentfully, thinking that she really didn't know how to be sympathetic.

Fortunately, my father's illness was cured.

Tang Xin laughed, quickly took out her phone, and sent a message to the person who wrote "Master Gu" on WeChat, asking when he would be free.

Tang Xuan, who walked out of the hospital, did not rush back, but slowly walked to the top floor of the hospital.

Here, the wind is very strong.

On the edge, a young Taoist priest in Taoist robes, whistling loudly, holds a wine gourd in his hand, drinking wine while admiring the moon.

Tang Xuan walked to him and sat down. Before he could speak, the former smiled and said, "You must be interested in two news."

Tang Xuan remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

"First, I made a fortune for you. The man in the capital has put you on the must-kill list. The trip to Kunlun will be the day of execution."

Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes, his pupils flickering with a faint light.

"Secondly...something came early, the people in the sky made a winning move, and the world is going to be in chaos."

Tang Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Big chaos?"

Xu Fu hesitated for a few seconds, then raised the gourd in his hand, placed it with the moon, and said with a slight smile, "Do you know what kind of prosperity the world was like 2000 years ago?"

Tang Xuan was puzzled.

Xu Fu narrowed his eyes, and the gourd covered the moon: "Mountains are mountains, and seas are seas. Between the mountains and the sea, how many capable people and strange men, strange skills, how prosperous is it? A hundred schools of thought contend, emperors and generals, which one is not adhering to the law of luck? People, which one is not blessed?"

"Think about it, if these people are allowed to create a prosperous world, if these people are allowed to gather in the world, what kind of scene will it be like?"

Tang Xuan said nothing.

Xu Fu sighed: "In the long river of time, even if I live for 2000 years, I'm still not as good as the great people in that long river."

"So, this is the last time I will meet you. After that, I will go to Kunlun to complete my final plan."

Tang Xuan smiled.

2000 years?
so what?
In the vast fairy world, Tang Xuan, as the strongest immortal emperor, has bowed his head and overlooked the scene for trillions of years. He has seen so many proud sons of heaven, dragons and phoenixes among people?

Tang Xuan said lightly: "It's not so much with me, it's better to be with your master, right?"

Xu Fu grinned: "No, just with you. 800 years ago, I made up a hexagram with the tortoise shell left by the man in the sky, and the hexagram eventually pointed to two characters."

"Tang Xuan."

Tang Xuan smiled sarcastically, not because he didn't believe it, but because he didn't care.

Xu Fu took a sip of the wine from the gourd, and then said: "Of course, you and I should be mortal enemies. After all, I have plotted against you so much, and even involved you in it."

"Actually, I'm just betting on you."

"You don't want to know, what will happen if I lose?"

Tang Xuan shook his head.

He laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as the obsession of 2000 years can be traced and ended, I, Xu Fu, will be satisfied!"

After the words fell, he actually took a step.

Walk on the sky!

Tang Xuan's pupils shrank slightly.

This young figure in Taoist robes seemed to be stepping on an invisible ladder of luck, and every time he took a step forward, he grew older.

After about two hundred steps.

He has white hair and an old face, which is almost the same as the aged statue enshrined in the shrine.

Xu Fu looked at the moon in the sky, stroked his long beard, and said in an old and heroic voice: "It has been 2000 years, a full 2000 years, all of you in the future, do you still remember the power of my country, Qin?"

This sentence echoed all around.

When Tang Xuan came to his senses, Xu Fu disappeared into the sky, as if he had crossed the high mountain and reached another area.

So, without Tang Xuan's knowledge, Xu Fu, who took the initiative to reveal his real body, had a fight with the people in the sky in that one hundred thousand mountains.

In this fight, Xu Fu won, but he won very badly. His 2000-year-old golden body was almost destroyed and shattered.

But fortunately, he also exchanged a lot of things.

It was also on the day when this fight ended that countless shadows fell from the sky like raindrops, and landed on this piece of land that once belonged to each era.

As he said, the world is going to be in chaos.

A new prosperous age is coming.

All this is just because the person in the sky responded to that move.

And amidst all this, Tang Xuan, who didn't know anything, yawned like many ordinary people, and walked lazily out of the hospital.

As if, nothing happened.

As if, everything does not care.

at the same time.

Still on the ten thousand miles of grassland, there are tens of thousands of strong horses standing, each with a handsome mane, facing the wind of the grassland, looking forward in a uniform manner.

There, there was a burly man in sable fur with a hundred-year-old goshawk standing on his right shoulder. He personally put on the sable fur coat left by his ancestors.

Then he thumped his chest violently.

"drink!"

It is the most familiar roar on the grassland.

So, behind the tens of thousands of fierce horses, there are also tens of thousands of yurts, standing in rows of prairie men who have been drinking ice for ten years and cannot cool their blood.

They responded to the roar with the most respectful cheers.

"Khan!"

"Khan!"

"Khan!"

……

"Today is a good time to go south."

The burly man grinned, and the goshawk standing on his shoulder let out a piercing cry and flew south.

……

Shashi, a suburban villa.

"Dad, I'm back."

Zhou Ye dragged his tired body, just as he entered the door, he found that the atmosphere in the room was very strange. When he saw the situation clearly, his pupils shrank.

Zhou Quanfeng, his most respected father, was kneeling on the ground trembling, wiping away his cold sweat.

In front of him was an old man with white hair and a limp walking. He was dressed in a Tang suit and was playing with two walnuts in his hand.

Hearing the movement at the door, the old man turned his head and asked with a smile in extremely weird Mandarin, "This is your Azi?"

Zhou Ye trembled in fright.

Not trembling because of the old man's face.

It was because, he could clearly see, behind the old man, there was a huge head of a black panther, staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes that were round and fierce to the extreme.

For a moment, a chill enveloped the whole body.

Zhou Ye, who lived in his 20s, at this moment, easily sees through the secret that the old man has concealed for nearly decades.