The carriage turned around and ran towards Bigan's mansion.
In times of crisis, Uncle Bigan still cared about his hometown, which shows that Uncle Bigan is a man who cares about his family.
However, the outcome is exactly the opposite.
When Uncle Bigan returned home, the first thing he did was to find his wife.
In the garden, a woman in her twenties was leaning on the railing. She was dignified, elegant, gentle and virtuous, with elegance and beauty in every move she made.
Next to her is a sea of blooming flowers, which pales in comparison.
She is Bai Wuxia, the wife of Emperor Bigan, a Taoist who pursues immortality and does not belong to the Sanqing sect.
The prehistoric era was so vast, it was not just the Three Pure Ones who belonged to the Taoist sect.
How many talents are there in the Sanqing Sect? It seems like a lot, but if you look at the whole world, it is only a drop in the ocean.
The moment he saw his wife, Uncle Bigan's eyes showed a lingering haze, and his heavy heart betrayed him.
Bai Wuxia noticed something was wrong at a glance and quickly asked why.
After repeated questioning, Bigan finally told the truth.
"Madam, blame me for being confused and unfair fate. I shouldn't have peeked into the throne of the emperor. But am I wrong? If Your Majesty is defeated, what will happen to me, the common people of the great merchants? I only stood up to protect the common people of the great merchants."
Uncle Bigan talked about his spying on the throne.
In his description, he is glorious and majestic, doing everything for the great business people, for the great business people, and for saving the country through curves.
No one would believe such a weak-minded reason if told to others.
However, coming from the words of Uncle Bigan, the emperor with his exquisite heart can tell at a glance that he is a gentleman, which makes people believe him.
"What should we do?" Bai Wuxia was anxious, her beautiful face full of anxiety.
"Madam, it's okay. You go back to the mountain to practice first. Your Majesty is a generous person... and won't do anything to me."
At this point, Bigan couldn't continue.
The character of King Zhou is unknown to all the great merchants.
"No matter what I say, I am your Majesty's uncle. It's just that letting Xi Bohou go is troublesome."
Uncle Bigan pretended to be relaxed.
"I secretly rescued him and made an agreement with him. Once Dashang lost the battle against the Heavenly Alliance and was defeated, I ascended the throne as emperor and he returned to Xiqi. Even if I failed to save the country through twists and turns, he could continue my unfinished ambition.
Continue to lead the people to fight against immortals and demons."
"If the great merchant wins, he will return to prison. Unexpectedly, a wise man like Xibohou would betray his trust. If the great merchant wins, he will escape back to Xiqi. My heart aches because I am missing one more person.
A moral friend." Emperor Bigan sighed with emotion.
"Madam, you go back to the mountain to practice first. His Majesty will not do anything to me. After all, I am the emperor's uncle. I will come to find you when the storm is over. The faster you go, the better." Emperor Bigan asked people to pack their luggage.
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"I'm not leaving. If I want to go, let's go together." Bai Wuxia shook his head.
"Madam, listen to me and leave. Nothing will happen to me. If you stay, treat your Majesty as a human being..."
Uncle Bigan couldn't finish what he said next.
No one knows what Lin Fan is like.
He did not dare to be interested in mortal women, and began to look at fairies, dragon girls, and female cultivators with high levels of cultivation.
And Bai Wuxia happens to be a female cultivator with a high level of cultivation.
"Madam, you must leave. If you don't leave, I will die in front of you."
Uncle Bigan drew his sword and pointed it at his neck.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Bai Wuxia's eyes were red, and he even left his luggage and flew from the garden to the clouds.
"Ms. sir, nothing will happen to you."
She left on a cloud.
The moment Bai Wuxia left, Uncle Bigan's heart was bleeding, and he was secretly grateful, and a great sense of humiliation surged into his heart.
He knew that his life was saved, and he knew even more that Bai Wuxia was not going back to the mountain, but to find King Zhou.
His acquaintance with Bai Wuxia is like the acquaintance between Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen.
The same is to repay a favor, and the same is to fall in love with the benefactor on the way to repay the favor.
He deliberately acted tragically out of his understanding of Bai Wuxia.
He knew that if he did this, Bai Wuxia would secretly find Lin Fan...
After finding it, it's a beauty trap.
Thinking of this, Uncle Bigan only felt that his hair was a little green.
I haven't touched it myself yet, yet I'm so cheap to others.
This man is still a scumbag.
Unfair, unfair!
"Come here, I want to drink."
The moon and stars were sparse, and Uncle Bigan was drunk after drinking all day.
at this time.
Everyone in the mansion had already fallen asleep, and only a few old ladies were left walking back and forth.
Apart from this, there is no one else.
Bi Gan was in a daze after drinking, and the more he thought about it, the more painful he became.
The aunt who came to clean the garden was surprised. She looked around and saw no one.
"Where's Erya?! That's weird, I obviously saw her coming this way."
"Isn't it possible that he was robbed by flower-picking thieves?" Another aunt said.
"Nonsense, no one wants Erya if she leaves it posted on the roadside. Otherwise, she will be 43 years old and still be the original."
A certain emperor's uncle who was having a big meal didn't realize it at all. He only felt that he had never been braver before.
At the same time, an elegant female cultivator stood in the clouds above Lin Fan's camp.
Bai Wuxia stood in the clouds, watching the camp accounts below.
I saw a forest of masters in the camp, and pillars of powerful air rising into the sky.
The Qi Pillar is the breath emitted by the master and is invisible to the naked eye.
Only strong men with cultivation levels above the myth level can be seen.
With so many masters, layer upon layer, and multiple formations, it would be difficult for outsiders to even approach Lin Fan's camp.
There was confusion and hesitation on her beautiful face.
"What should I do? No, I must save Uncle Bigan!"
She landed from the clouds and was discovered by the camp's defense circle before she landed.
"who?"
A general flew high into the sky and found no one.
"Escaped, or? Increased vigilance."
After the general gave his instructions, he disappeared into the sky.
At the same time, the camp where Lin Fan was staying received an uninvited guest.
"Is there anyone? Come in." Lin Fan looked through the scroll and found someone outside.
He is an expert and bold person. After fighting against the Emperor of Heaven, his self-confidence has increased and he no longer makes sneak attacks.
Now, except for dispatching two or more quasi-sages, there is nothing he can do.
It is impossible for a saint to take action casually, but for a quasi-sage, it would be too difficult for two quasi-sages to take action at the same time.
It’s difficult for two people, let alone three people.
It can be said that Lin Fan is walking sideways in the Three Realms.
"There is tea on the table, sit down."
Realizing that the visitor was an elegant and dignified fairy in white, Lin Fan raised his head and pointed to the table next to him.
After saying that, he lowered his head again and continued to deal with the scrolls on the table.
"Wait a moment, Gu is busy dealing with national affairs. If you don't mind, you can just say, what do you want to do with Gu?"
Lin Fan is now a strong man who can compare with the Quasi-Saint. He has his own status as a strong man, so he will naturally not embarrass the younger generation.
"King Zhou...Your Majesty, please let Uncle Bigan go." The woman begged.
"What's wrong, Uncle Bigan?" Lin Fan didn't even raise his head.
I have seen so many beautiful girls that I have become accustomed to them.
In addition, he is not a philanderer, and his pursuit of beauty is more like collecting.
"Uncle Bigan, isn't he staying well at Chaoge? Something happened?" Lin Fan said casually.
"I beg your Majesty to let Uncle Bigan go. As long as Your Majesty lets Uncle Bigan go, I will promise you anything," Bai Wuxia said firmly.
