I am Really not a Big Shot

Luo Liang left the Yuling World, and the relationship between the Taoist and the monarch became more and more profound. Looking at the heavens, I am afraid that no one can match.

But so far, Luo Liang has not personally contacted the lack of the Dao, and was only listening to a few people who are destined to see the outline of the mysterious bud.

If you think about it, there will be an echo.

half a month later.

Luo Liang arrived in Kyushu World and finally saw the lack of Daojun.

Kyushu World is a fairy-themed world.

The world of cultivating immortals is dominated by four forces, namely: the righteous way, the demonic way, the ghostly way, and the demon clan.

The leader of the righteous path, named "Taiqingmen".

In Taiqingmen, there is an ancient divine weapon called the Sword of Slaughtering Immortals, the grade of which is barely equivalent to a cosmic treasure.

This slaughtering sword has slaughtered countless demons and ghosts.

However, this ancient sword also killed Zhang Fan's beloved woman, Baguio.

In order to revive Baguio, Zhang Fan traveled all over the world and went through countless hardships.

until this day.

He had no love for life, and when he came to the ends of the earth, he suddenly saw a female bodhisattva walking on auspicious clouds and holding a clean bottle.

"Zhang Fan, you and I are destined."

The female bodhisattva was dignified and kind and fell in front of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan, who was wearing a black robe, stared at the female Bodhisattva with cold eyes, meaning to be on guard.

He took out a black stick.

The female bodhisattva that Luo Liang transformed into, a pair of beautiful eyes fell on the black wooden stick.

In the gap where the black wooden stick was missing, a small green bud actually grew.

"Step aside."

Aware of Luo Liang's gaze, Zhang Fan felt disgusted.

The black wooden stick in his hand was originally an ancient magic weapon of the magic way, because it lacked spirituality and did not show supernatural powers.

But since the little green sprout grew between the gaps of the wooden sticks, this ancient magic weapon has regained its former power.

With the black wooden stick that grows small green shoots, he even defeated the head of Taiqing Sect, who was in charge of the Sword of Slaying Immortals.

Luo Liang didn't care about Zhang Fan's hostility.

He bent a finger, and a piece of dead wood in the distance suddenly turned green.

In a few breaths, the dead wood is in spring, and a dead wood stump grows into a towering tree, blossoming and bearing fruit.

Such a miracle surprised Zhang Fan.

Even if the comer is not a Bodhisattva, he is also a real master from outside the world.

"Zhang Fan has seen the Bodhisattva, please forgive the abruptness just now."

Zhang Fan put away the black wooden stick, knelt on the ground, and sincerely apologized.

Bodhisattva's miraculous means of resurrecting from the dead gave him a glimmer of hope.

"I grant you one wish. The price is to take the little green shoots from your stick."

Luo Liang saw the other party's heart, and simply cut to the chase.

"As long as the Bodhisattva can resurrect Baguio, Zhang Fan's net worth and life are all up to you."

Zhang Fan's words are sincere.

After speaking, he took out an ice coffin from the storage props.

Luo Liang glanced at the gentle and classical girl in the blue skirt in the ice coffin. For some reason, I think of Dong Mengyao.

"The soul is scattered, but it is fortunately scattered in the Kyushu."

Luo Liang found out the situation and knew it.

There was nothing he could do about this situation.

However, he relies on the organization and has the support of many ancestors.

After a while.

Above Luo Liang's head, a swirling fog appeared.

A bright and bright moon emerged from the vortex mist, and a piece of moonlight as cool as water shone on the corpse of the girl in the blue skirt in the ice coffin.

After a cup of tea.

The classical girl in the ice coffin woke up, opened her eyes in confusion, and there was a crystal teardrop left in the corner of her eyes.

"Xiaofan!"

"Baguio!"

The ecstatic man and woman hug each other affectionately.

"The life-saving grace of the Bodhisattva will be remembered by Baguio in my heart!"

After a long while, Zhang Fan and Baiyao eased over and sincerely bowed in front of Luo Liang.

At this time, Zhang Fan did not dare to doubt the identity of the Bodhisattva in front of him.

"Bodhisattva, please take it away..."

Zhang Fan took out the black wooden stick, and his face suddenly froze, showing an incredible expression.

"Why are you gone!" He exclaimed, his face pale and cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

The small green buds on the black wooden stick have disappeared.

"It's okay!" Luo Liang smiled, not surprised by this.

What Daojun lacks is inherently erratic.

Zhang Fan fulfilled his wish and lost the relationship between the Daojun, so the little green bud will naturally not stay on him.

After this dream come true, not only did Luo Liang's relationship with the Daoist grow a lot, but he also had a weak bond with Xiao Luya.

…

half year later.

After tracking several worlds, Luo Liang saw Xiao Luya again and took it into his hands smoothly.

However, the sprout that grew in size only stayed in the hands for a few days, and then disappeared from Luo Liang's hands in a distracted effort.

"If you get the lack of Daojun, you may not be able to make a wish for yourself."

"It's hard to come by, do you have to wait for this green bud to bloom?"

Luo Liang secretly speculated.

What Daojun lacks is different every time, and sometimes it may be an invisible thing, which is not easy to refer to.

With the continuous accumulation of the Taoist relationship on the body.

The bond between Luo Liang and Lu Ya is getting deeper and deeper, and he can vaguely perceive its general direction.

"Huh! Is this place?"

Luo Liang stepped into a special world ruled by gods, and a light flashed in his mind.

This is the world of the gods in West Asia where Xiao Qiantong died.

The little green bud actually appeared in this world.

In a short period of time, Luo Liang could not find the specific location of Luya.

"I remember that after Xiao Qiantong's death, the identity token of the organization seems to have been obtained by the princess of the world on earth."

After recalling, Luo Liang recalled some details of the past.

Luo Liang listened to relevant information through the destiny abacus, and the corners of his mouth gradually twitched.

"interesting…"

The wings of the gods emerged behind him, breaking through the world and entering the human continent of the world of gods in West Asia.

…

Beitan City.

The clouds of war had just dissipated, and mourning and mourning voices could be heard from time to time in the city.

Inside the temporary palace.

Princess Filanya sat at the Nanmu desk.

Beneath the tulip-like blond hair, there is an angelic face that is amazing in time. The skin is as pure as ice and snow, the three-dimensional and delicate facial features are like porcelain dolls, and the long eyelashes are gently blinking like butterfly wings.

The well-crafted chiffon palace skirt sets off the imperial princess's tall and undulating **** under her desk, showing round and slender thigh lines. Under the skirt, a section of crystal clear calf is exposed, extending to the silk sock.

"Who?"

The clear eyes, like stars in the night sky, looked coldly at the opposite side of the desk.

"As expected of the most beautiful woman in the mainland of the world."

Luo Liang, who was wearing modern casual clothes, put his hands in his pockets and looked at Princess Philaya with admiration.

Even though he had seen Fairy Guanghan, the beauty of this Princess Felanya still amazed him.

Because these are two completely different kinds of beauty.

If it is said that Dong Mengyao and Su'e are representatives of Oriental beauty.

Then Filanya is the pinnacle of Western Europe.

"Are you Luo Liang? Or is it Luo Wuliang?"

After a brief period of amazement, Princess Filanya was surprisingly calm and did not call out to the guards outside.

In the situation of Beitan City, she is already one of the best.

"Anything. The princess seems to know me?"

Luo Liang's tone was casual, and he asked clearly.

At this moment, the brightest pearl of the Komodoron Empire looked at him with a complex emotion.

There is curiosity, surprise, and inexplicable fear and awe.

The sapphire-like eyes, reflecting the figure of the young man, after years of searching and inquiring, are all too familiar.

"You are one of the Sages of the Crescent Moon, rivaling the Supreme Being of the Universe. At the same time, you are also the mysterious elder in the organization. You once crossed the border and made plans to let Xiao Qiantong die in our world..."

Princess Filanya's beautiful eyes kept looking at Luo Liang, calmly saying the conclusions of these years.

Snapped! Snapped…

Luo Liang applauded softly, and seemed to be surprised: "The princess knows a lot."

As soon as this statement came out, Princess Feilanya's face was awe-inspiring, her snow-like skin and hair stood upside down.

In fact, Luo Liang had heard and checked beforehand and knew the situation of Princess Feilanya like the back of the hand, and only then did he show his true face.

At that time, Princess Feilanya inherited Xiao Qiantong's bronze token.

But this kind of inheritance is not without cost, and it is impossible to inherit part of Xiao Qiantong's inheritance for free.

Filanya wants to complete one of the few last-wish tasks that Xiao Qiantong left behind during his lifetime.

One of the last wish tasks is related to the "Luo Liang" mentioned by Xiao Qiantong before his death.

The mission of the last wish was to find out what kind of person Luo Liang was in Tianyun Manor, and what background forces were behind the scenes.

Therefore, over the years, the name "Luo Liang" has deeply penetrated into the heart of Princess Feilanya.

After becoming a member of the organization, Princess Filanya has been exploring Luo Liang's identity.

It didn't go well at first.

Until recently, the mysterious young man shrouded in mist finally revealed the tip of the iceberg in front of her.

During her explorations, she developed special feelings for Luo Liang, a mysterious young man, not only in awe and curiosity.

"At the level of Young Master Luo, I found it across the infinite world. Philanya believes that you must have some deep meaning, not to kill me as a human princess."

Princess Feranya didn't panic, she took a deep breath, her bright eyes like star diamonds shone with wisdom.

"You are also for the lack of Daojun?"

Filanya probed the road.

Seeing Luo Liang smiling but not smiling, he did not deny it.

Her confidence increased greatly, she raised her chest slightly, and continued:

"It's better that we cooperate. As a local force, I have clues about the lack of Daojun..."

Philanya knows something.

As a member of the organization of this world, she took over the task of finding the lack of Daojun.

"How do you want to cooperate with me? As far as I know, the Komodoron Empire is now divided. Several heirs, including a prince, are fighting for power, and your power is the smallest among them."

Luo Liang unceremoniously belittled.

In fact, he knew that Feilanya, as the master of luck in this world, had hidden a lot of strength, and would be the founding queen of the unified continent in the future.

The main **** of ice in this world also firmly supports Philanya.

"As long as Mr. Luo becomes my husband in this world, or help me restore the country. Then, if there is a lack of Taoist princes left in our world, Philanya will take the initiative to offer it."

Speaking of which, Princess Feilanya's delicate and flawless face turned red.

She clenched the skirt tightly with one hand, a little shy, but looked at Luo Liang calmly and generously.

Luo Liang couldn't help but chuckle, this is a really good idea.

Princess Filanya's ultimate goal is to restore the country.

It seems that Luo Liang has two choices. If the first one is to be the husband of Princess Feilanya, how can Luo Liang sit back and ignore it?

Philanya added a limit, the husband "in this world".

This shows that she understands Luo Liang's romance in the main universe, and doesn't want to be named, or entangle Luo Liang in the future.

In addition, the world of the gods in Western Asia is about to fall to the edge world, and the overlapping communication with the real universe is far away.

"Then, as you wish..."

Luo Liang's palm rested on the desk and leaned over to approach a noble girl with tulip hair.

That angelic face, pulled closer little by little, with a hint of confident pear vortex, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she closed the beautiful eyes of the star of the night.

"This is also considered a fulfillment of my wish. The job needs, I can only reluctantly..."

Luo Liang quickly touched the girl's pink lips, which were moist and soft. One palm ran along the palace skirt of high-grade fabrics, and was attached to Princess Feilanya's willow slender waist.

Not long after, there was a piercing cry from the palace.

The most beautiful princess in the human continent, Princess Feilanya, with messy hairpins and half-undressed palace skirts, breathing like blue, most of her beautiful undulating body, lying on the desk.