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Chapter 89 The Dragon Girl Offers a Kiss(1/3)

Ziwei Dijun What does this mean?

Outside the main hall, among the traveling clouds.

Master Dong Ling stepped on a white cloud and floated towards the magnificent hall in the center of this place.

That is the "brain" of the Futian Alliance, and decisions on all parts of the Three Thousand Worlds are issued here.

This real person held a jade slip in his hand, which contained the order just issued by Emperor Ziwei.

Master Dong Ling really couldn't understand why Emperor Ziwei would arrange for such an important person to go to a remote place like Blue Star.

Unless Emperor Ziwei knows Zhou Zheng thoroughly, or has inside information that ordinary gods like them don't know.

However, Emperor Ziwei always wanted to abandon the Futian Alliance and return to Ziwei Tian's happy life. Master Dongling knew this.

but……

'After all, it's a bit of a joke.'

Master Dong Ling groaned a few times, and the confusion in his heart became more and more intense, but he couldn't understand what kind of cleverness Zi Wei was hiding in this move.

Not only Master Dongling was confused, but also several immortals who handled this matter were also very puzzled.

But Emperor Ziwei's decree has been issued, and they can only obey the order. Each of them has many doubts and prepares for the 'big gift' to be sent to the Blue Star Futian Alliance.

Those are three fairy eggs, which contain reincarnated spirits.



Two days later.

"Yingying is coming back today?"

Hearing Zhou Zheng talk about this, Bing Ning, who had never expressed much, actually showed a bit of joy.

"It's true! Monitor, you won't lie to me!"

Yue Wushuang was even more excited and kept asking Zhou Zheng when Ao Ying would arrive.

Zhou Zheng spread his hands: "She should arrive at noon. She followed her eldest sister here to talk about things and will leave today."

Bing Ning smiled and said: "Then let them talk here, I will prepare some ingredients."

"Instructor! Let me go buy ingredients!"

Yue Wushuang took the initiative to ask Ying: "Your immortal power has not been restored, and it is not convenient to go out. Just make a list for me!"

"It's fine for me to walk," Bing Ning responded softly, "You and I will go together."

"Okay, I'm going to change into clothes suitable for going out! Please wait for me first!"

Yue Wushuang, dressed in pajamas, ran happily to the third floor, bursting out bursts of laughter like "rusty copper bells" from time to time.

Bing Ning has already begun to seriously plan which special dishes to cook today.

Whether or not to entertain the Princess of Dragon Palace is actually not that important; she mainly wants Ao Ying to see how much her cooking skills have improved recently.

——The competitive spirit of the Ice Fairy.

Zhou Zheng was a little confused.

Why do you feel like they are both more excited than him, a prospective boyfriend who is dating online?

Forget it, let's go figure out what to wear.

Last time I appeared in front of Ao Ying’s family wearing pajamas and messy hair. I had to save some impression points this time!

Zhou Zheng hummed the ballad he heard last night.

It had been four or five days since he had not been able to break through to the Return to Ruins Realm, so he put it in the back of his mind for the time being.

Not long after, Zhou Zheng put on his special suit for interviews - a high-quality and low-priced black suit. He calmly walked to the living room and stood in front of the mirror with his chest raised and his head raised.

"Cat, let's see how it goes. Isn't it handsome?"

The Persian cat in the cattery stretched out and replied without energy: "General."

"Normal?"

Zhou Zheng straightened his collar, looked at the energetic young man in the mirror, groaned a few times, turned around and jumped back to the second floor.

A few minutes later, Zhou Zheng put his hands in his pockets and jumped in front of the living room mirror.

Off-white loose sweatpants, white short-sleeves with the word "Wuji" printed in big red letters, and a pair of spotless white sneakers.

A certain cat snorted: "Pretend to be young."

"Are you suspected of being pretentious?"

Zhou Zheng thought for a moment, then turned and walked back to the room. When he entered the door, he punched his palm with his fist, and a small light bulb lit up behind his head.

Lingqin'er rolled her eyes and continued to lie there bored.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She was feeling groggy today and couldn't cheer up.

The Third Highness came back as soon as he came back. He had nothing to do with her directly, and she didn't know the Third Highness.

She, Ling Qin'er, received double subsidies from the Futian Alliance. Although she and Lolicon had a mandatory spiritual contract, they had signed a contract with each other and were not allowed to use the forced spiritual contract to give orders.

At most she is a contract maid!

The Persian cat sighed and continued to lie there in trance.

Until the low bubble sound sounded again:

"How about this?"

Lingqin'er, who was lying there wiltingly, looked up and saw a man wearing a vest and tight pants, posing to show off his biceps, reflected in his pair of cat eyes shining like gems.

"Meow!"

The Persian cat jumped up and tied up its fur all over its body, as if it had seen a ghost.

Zhou Zheng, who was holding a plastic rose in his mouth, blinked, returned to his normal posture, and wondered: "Aren't you unmanly?"

Peng!

Lingqin'er transformed into a human form of 1.45 meters tall and cursed: "Talent is a damn thing! Does manliness depend on muscles?"

"Well."

Zhou Zheng made another move to show off his chest muscles and asked unwillingly: "Really?"

"Really not, your face is too pretty!"

Lingqin'er gave him a roll of her eyes, held her chin and thought for a while, "If you really want to please the Third Highness by dressing up, you might as well wear your lolita control uniform."

Zhou Zheng frowned and said, "Why?"

Lingqin'er analyzed in a dignified manner:

"First, I heard them say that His Highness Ao Yingsan's body bones haven't grown yet, you know.

"Second, your current fame is concentrated on those three words. You put so much effort into dressing up so that Her Highness Ao Yingsan will not lose face in front of her eldest sister. This is the guarantee of fame.

"The son-in-law of the Dragon Palace with unlimited potential, the good-looking Dragon Clan will definitely love him.

"Thirdly...you do look quite handsome when you wear that uniform."

"Let me think about it," Zhou Zheng held his chin and fell into deep thought, then walked back to the bedroom with a heavy heart.

So, at noon.

Zhou Zheng stood quietly in front of the courtyard gate, with his feet spread apart and his hands behind his back. The three words "Lolicon" were brightly glaring, which was quite eye-catching.

Xiao Sheng and Li Zhiyong stood behind Zhou Zheng, one on the left and one on the right. In order to cooperate with Zhou Zheng, they also put on magic windbreakers.

The cornfield in front is quiet and peaceful, with the chirping of cicadas and the chirping of frogs complementing each other.

"Are we going to fight later?" Xiao Sheng asked in a voice, "Why are you wearing this suit?"

Li Zhiyong smiled and said: "The squad leader should express his unswerving position and save Long Gong from trying to persuade him to marry into his wife, right squad leader?"

Zhou Zheng nodded calmly.

Is there still such an interpretation? It’s pretty good.

In the living room, Lingqin'er, who was still in cat form, asked uneasily: "Should I go to the basement to hide? What if His Highness misunderstood something?"

"What is the misunderstanding? Why is there a misunderstanding?" Yue Wushuang was a little confused.

"It's okay," Lingqin'er stretched, "I'll just stay in the nest and not change my human form later."

Bing Ning said calmly: "Don't think too much, I can prove your innocence for you."

"Don't, don't, fairy, please don't. This matter is getting darker and darker," Lingqin'er said hurriedly, "It's best not to mention me at all."

Bing Ning nodded lightly and continued to carve patterns on the peeled mango.

Buzz, buzz.

Zhou Zheng's phone vibrated several times, it was a message from Ao Ying.

"We have entered Longchen and are on our way to the First Agricultural Island. We will arrive soon."
To be continued...
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