Su Jinjin was terrified thinking about the characters and plot trends in the book, and the more she thought about it, the more regretful she became.

In the later plot, the heroine Xie Qinghuan won the favor of the king of Annan through skin painting, and the original owner also took advantage of this to rise and rise, and became the guest of Annan together with Xie Qinghuan.

But the original owner was still wandering to the death in his temper and ignorance, and Xie Qinghuan gradually became disappointed in her.

Until one time, I couldn't stand the neglect of the people, and the original owner who dreamed of jumping to the top of the branch, climbed onto the bed of the national teacher of Annan, but was strangled to death on the couch by the angry national teacher......

Remembering the person she wrote, Su Jinjin couldn't help but shudder.

On this continent, Annan is the only country where people have strange skills, from the common people to the lord of a country, and they have the abnormal ability to match it all their lives.

Therefore, the level of Annan's belief in gods is also more obsessive.

And the national teacher is the messenger sent by the gods to the mortal world, he can communicate with the gods, can predict the future, is the pillar of the magic of the people of Annan, and in many cases the king even has to obey him.

But unfortunately, this national teacher is still Xie Qinghuan's Bai Yueguang, an existence that she has been searching for but can't get, and the original owner actually "tarnished" his reputation in such a grand manner, Xie Qinghuan is even more angry than all the people of Annan.

Therefore, when the original owner unexpectedly woke up again naked in the mass grave, when she went to find Xie Qinghuan in a panic, Xie Qinghuan did not hesitate to raise a sword and wipe her neck.

At this point, the original master game over.

Now it is the early autumn season, and occasionally a cool breeze is blowing in the face, which is quite refreshing, and when he turned his head, Xie Qinghuan realized that something was wrong with the people around him.

She hurriedly stepped forward and shouted anxiously: "Princess, princess, how are you......

Su Jinjin, who was dizzy by her: "......" is really a little silly sweet!!

When Xie Qinghuan was about to shake it twice, Su Jinjin tried hard to hold up a smile, intending to stop her, "I didn't ......"

Before she could finish her words, two system ticks sounded, and an endless darkness came flooding in.

Su Jinjin sat in the void light and was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but raise her throat: "Get out of the dead fat cat!"

It's a pity that she yelled for a long time, and no one paid attention to her.

What the hell.

Su Jinjin got up on her hands and feet, and she was still wearing the somewhat worn pink flower dress, which the original owner had taken off from a little palace maid.

Xie Qinghuan wanted her to change it down, because the costume of this palace maid of Changning was really eye-catching, and it was easy to cause unnecessary trouble on the way to escape.

But the original owner refused to live or die, she was willing to wear the clothes of a palace maid, which was enough to ruin her identity, and she was to be allowed to wear the coarse linen clothes worn by those civilians, unless she was allowed to die.

Xie Qinghuan had no choice but to rely on her.

Su Jinjin lifted the hem of her skirt with some disgust, she thought that when she woke up, she must ask Xie Qinghuan to buy clean clothes.

It all stinks......

More than ten miles away, Annan country.

Under the high pedestal is a crowd of people, this is the people of Annan, but there are so many people, but no one dares to say a word, and they all kneel quietly on the ground with a pious attitude.

Facing the scorching sun, on the one-zhang high platform, the person sitting upright was wearing a black gold gown, with a silver polished hooked robe, and his waist was not like the aristocratic family wearing jade and brocade bags, and on his crane-white waist seal, only a small silver bell fell empty.

The wind does not make a sound.

The gods seemed to care for him a lot, and his face was clear and cold, and his eyebrows leaning into the sideburns showed a cold meaning. At this time, he was still closing his eyes, the corners of his lips seemed to be slightly pursed, and his body was covered with an unstained world.

Like a god who has no desires and no desires.

The "god" frowned slightly. But his every move was watched by the people on the throne below.

Qin Xun's eyes looked at it steadily, the thoughts in his eyes were up and down, and the hand on the support seat was already curled up.

The resumption of the Hundred Sacrifices Ceremony is a major event for the whole country, which was solemnly held two months ago, and now there is no vision, where is the need to perform the Hundred Sacrifices again?

It's just that when he leaves the palace, if he can't come back this time, Bai Ningzhi will take his place!

Thinking of this, a sudden humiliation rose in Qin Xun's chest, his face could no longer remain calm, and his eyes couldn't help but be stained with a layer of shallow hatred.

Do you really think that he can't do anything about him Bai Ningzhi, don't forget that he is still the king of Annan after all!

Wu Yu, who could see clearly on the side, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the king's jealousy of the national teacher is not without reason, in recent years, the people have worshiped the national teacher like a god, and there is a faint meaning of stepping above the king.

And the Hundred Festivals Ceremony is the will of the people, and it will only attract more public opinion for the national teacher.

Now that the military power and the people's hearts are all in Bai Ning, how can such a person not make the lord of a country jealous.

Wu Yu looked at the people on the high platform, and put aside his eyebrows, eyes and faces, even if his temperament is also like a god, it is no wonder that although the national teacher treats everyone coldly, it can also make the girls in Annan flock to him.

This time, Bai Ningzhi suddenly wanted to hold another hundred sacrifice ceremony, Wu Yu's reason prevailed, and he did not make up his mind prematurely. As Qin Xun's guard, he is naturally a member of the royal family, and if he doesn't worry about the trivial things on weekdays, it's okay.

But this time is different, although the national teacher often competes with the king in the court, he has never done anything to hurt the royal family, such as if there is no vision today, then ...... It can only be that the national teacher predicted something.

Wu Yu lowered his head and whispered something to Qin Xun.

The reflection on the sundial slowly shifted obliquely, the more sunlight intensified, and on the high platform, the man's phalanges on his knees slowly clenched, glowing blue.

Bai Ningzhi only felt that everything was a little ridiculous.

Scenes of ephemeral images passed by in front of him, anger and coquettish laughter until the last red candle was extinguished, he gasped for breath in the rolling of the red tent, and in his broken voice, word by word mourning and please.

The brown pupils opened suddenly, and the white light that caught his eyes made him confused for a moment, and there was a crowd of people kneeling on the ground reverently, and he finally came back to his senses, and the finger bones he was holding slowly loosened.

Stepping on the flat ground, Bai Ningzhi felt that he had returned to reality, and the panic at that moment had already returned to normal.

"What did the national teacher see?"

The provocation of the young man in front of him was not disguised, Bai Ningzhi glanced at him lightly, and his tone was very light, "Annan, there is a catastrophe." ”

Seeing that Bai Ningzhi only bowed slightly, he turned around and left, Qin Xun's face stiffened suddenly, but there were still people underneath, he could only endure his anger, and let Wu Yu arrange for people to retreat one by one.