Ning Xuerong is even easier to coax than Zhang Heng imagined. A few sincere words can easily impress the other party and make her feel changeable.

Of course, Zhang Heng himself did not do anything out of the ordinary. If he were like Li Hong, even if Ning Xuerong committed suicide, she would not have any room for reversal.

"With such a good girl by my side, what else can I feel dissatisfied with?"

In order to leave a deep impression on Xuerong, Zhang Heng simply gave Wang Laowu the greatest help.

To ordinary people, being able to get the wish given by an immortal cultivator is like a pie falling from the sky.

Although Wang Laowu didn't know that the other party was an immortal cultivator, he could also feel the extraordinaryness of these two people.

"Brother, you must be a good person in the future."

Ning Xuerong snuggled beside him and used her spiritual sense to transmit voice.

Ning Xuerong probably has the cultivation level in the late stage of Qi training, just like Luo Ningxue, and cannot be measured by common sense.

Zhang Heng nodded, but found that Ning Xuerong's spiritual consciousness was much stronger than he thought. Could it be because he took the Spirit God Pill?

At this time, Wang Laowu had already packed up his stall and took Zhang Heng and the others to a slightly remote place, and began to tell his request:

"I am a local from the capital. Everyone nearby calls me Wang Laowu. I have a son and a daughter. My daughter got married twenty years ago and rarely goes home. My son also got married 18 years ago and gave birth to a daughter, my granddaughter Lanlan..."

"Oh, the family was living a poor life and it was still acceptable, but my evil son was obsessed with gambling ten years ago. He owed a lot of debts outside, and the creditors were forced into our family. In order to survive, the evil son asked someone to sell my granddaughter to the Tang family, a famous family in the capital."

"Although my evil son later reformed, the sold daughter had no money to redeem him. I beg this noble man to help us redeem Lan Lan and let our family reunite."

Wang Laowu said, crying while shedding his old body trembled slightly.

"Tang Family?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly, remembering Wu Ling's instructions before his death:

"You have to agree to a request. If I die, you have to protect our Tang family's foundation in the secular world, and at least protect our family."

Slightly fell into deep thought, some vague memories belonging to Tang Feng poured into Zhang Heng's mind like a tide.

The head of the Tang family, Tang Yuanqiao.

Young Master of the Tang family, Tang Feng.

The daughter of the Tang family, Tang Yashi.

Combining some of the information Wu Ling had revealed to him before and his vague memories at this moment, Zhang Heng remembered the familiar and unfamiliar Tang family.

"Which Tang family are you talking about?"

Zhang Heng couldn't help asking.

"In the entire capital, the most famous family among the Tang people is the one! The head of the family, Tang Yuanqiao, was the Minister of the current dynasty!"

Zhang Heng sighed secretly that there was such a coincidence in the world. It seemed that he had to go to the Tang Mansion. But he must not enter the Tang family in the face of Tang Feng, as there would be more trouble.

"Don't worry, this old man, I will help you with this matter within half a month. Here is ten taels of silver, so you can collect it first."

Without allowing Wang Laowu to refuse, Zhang Heng stuffed the silver into his hands and pulled Ning Xuerong into the bustling Kyoto.

Wang Laowu was extremely grateful, knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times in the direction of Zhang Heng and the others.

Zhang Heng felt a little self-mockery in his heart. This was the first time he had done good deeds since he came to this world.

Xuerong's face became paler, but with a happy smile, her delicate body was a little weak, and she couldn't help but snuggle up to Zhang Heng's body.

Zhang Heng sniffed the natural body fragrance of Ning Xuerong and held her delicate and slender waist with his hands. A few traces of satisfaction emerged in his heart. The thought that had just emerged disappeared in an instant.

"Xuerong, can you still walk? Otherwise, you can enter the storage bag first and I will take you out to play later."

Zhang Heng could feel Ning Xuerong's condition.

"No, half an hour hasn't arrived yet."

Ning Xuerong showed a few stubbornness on her pretty face and refused to leave easily.

"Okay, I'll take you to eat some mortal food."

Zhang Heng didn't want Ning Xuerong to walk more, so he took her into a nearby dumpling shop.

There are some people sitting in the store, which is a place for consumption by lower-class people in Kyoto.

Holding Ning Xuerong onto the stool, Zhang Heng said to the mate:

"Come to the best dumplings in the two bowls of the shop, this is ten taels of silver, and the excess is calculated as a tip."

Zhang Heng put the silver on the table.

The guy's eyes lit up, he picked up the silver quietly, and said enthusiastically:

"After objectively, I'll send it to you right away."

Zhang Heng glanced at the customers in the dumpling shop and found that most of the people's eyes fell on Ning Xuerong. The eyes that looked at Zhang Heng showed even more envy, jealousy and other expressions.

However, these people are not rich people. Seeing Zhang Heng being so generous, he thought that some noble man came here to try it out. So he only dared to peek at him and didn't dare to talk much.

"Xuerong, have you never come to the mundane world?"

Zhang Heng asked in a low voice.

"No, but I heard Brother Luo He tell a lot about the world, especially those love stories..."

Ning Xuerong's delicate body sat upright slightly, her eyes were filled with water-like fluctuations, and she fell into a short memory. She suddenly saw Zhang Heng staring at her pretty face and smiled embarrassedly, like a shy bright moon:

"It made my elder brother laugh... Xuerong remembered what happened before."

At this moment, the shopkeeper brought two bowls of steaming dumplings.

"Two people use it slowly."

The shopkeeper controlled his eyes and did not look in the direction of Ning Xuerong, afraid that he would show some ugly appearance, which made the distinguished guest in front of him angry.

"This is dumpling, I used to eat something."

Zhang Heng picked up the chopsticks and signaled Ning Xuerong to eat together.

Ning Xuerong finally picked up a dumpling with chopsticks, bit it gently, and a slightly hot soup poured into her mouth, and then she slowly finished the dumplings.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Ning Xuerong found that Zhang Heng stared at her incredible.

“Very correct.”

Zhang Heng sighed in his heart, thinking that when he was eating this kind of soup dumpling, he wanted to swallow the meat filling in one bite, but he didn't know that the essence of this dumpling was in the soup when he was bitten through the first bite.

When Zhang Heng finished all the bowl of dumplings, Ning Xuerong was not one-third late, but put down her chopsticks.

"Brother, time is coming."

The light in Ning Xuerong's eyes became dim.

Zhang Heng knew that she could not support her anymore.

"Brother, don't deceive Xuerong in the future..."

Ning Xuerong's voice became slow, and a dim white light flashed on her delicate body. Finally, with a soothing sound, it turned into a white light and entered the blue storage bag.

"Hey! What's going on over there? Why did the two people there disappear?"

Many people in the store showed surprise.

Could it be a haunted? The timid person began to feel guilty.

...

Zhang Heng quickly entered a stealth state, and soon he entered the crowd of people in Kyoto at night.

After visiting with his spiritual sense, he found that Ning Xuerong turned into a snow lotus form and was practicing in the storage bag.

"Now are you going to the Tang family or the royal palace?"

Zhang Heng thought to himself.

I went to the Tang Mansion to fulfill my promise to Wu Ling and Wang Laowu, and I went to the Wang Mansion to retrieve my own formation plate and bring Taoist Zou and others out.

"The ghost master has been killed by himself, and no one can move the formation plate in the royal palace."

Zhang Heng thought about it for a while and decided to go to Tang Mansion first.

Zhang Heng became interested in the family where this body was located.

After finding a place where no one was present, Zhang Heng showed up, then put on a "arbitrary mask" and used a dust-removing technique to himself.

"Haha, I, Zhao Yun, come."

Zhang Heng turned into a perfect image of unparalleled courage in an instant. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
Chapter completed!