"Your Majesty—"

"Oh no, Concubine Ning died of illness—"

The eunuch's shrill voice almost pierced the darkness of the hall.

The man sat on the top seat and stopped moving for a moment when he heard the news. The former frightening glimpse of the lingering love behind it, but in the end-

"But what else has happened?" came his cold voice.

"Your Majesty means—" The eunuch who delivered the message was at a loss, but the man beside him asked, "Your Majesty is asking what strange things have happened after Concubine Ning's death, such as a strong wind blowing from nowhere, or something else?"

"No, no. ”

The eunuch said cautiously, "Concubine Ning is like that, she went quietly. ”

"What about the Sixth Highness?"

"The sixth prince seems to be practicing martial arts with his guards, and he doesn't know the news yet. ”

"Useless stuff. ”

After a while, the man said with obvious anger. I don't know who he refers to when he is useless?

The doors of the hall opened and closed, darkness once again enveloped the whole hall, and there was not a single wax light, and the man was in the shadows, caressing the dragon chair, as if he had become extremely accustomed to such an environment.

"Your Majesty has no need to rush. ”

The Taoist priest persuaded softly, "The three children found by the poor Daoists are still of some use, and practicing martial arts with the Sixth Highness will also be beneficial to the great cause in the future." ”

"Great cause. The man snorted coldly, "Heh, will my great cause succeed?"

"That Concubine Ning is also a person who cultivates immortals, but she hasn't died like an ordinary person! It can be seen that I Yuan Zhou, my Zhongli Kingdom will definitely not and can no longer have the art of cultivating immortals. ”

"Your Majesty, don't be presumptuous. The Taoist priest dissuaded.

"Your Majesty thinks about Concubine Ning, then thinks about the poor people, and then thinks about those children. The situation in Yuan Zhou is so bad, such as immortals and this place are separated from the impenetrable sea of evil, so difficult, if it is really impossible, how can we appear in front of Your Majesty?"

The Taoist priest hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Your Majesty is blessed. He bowed slightly, "This shows even more that Your Majesty will be eternal." ”

"I hope so. ”

In the darkness, the man who figured it out finally showed a smile.

Glaring and ambitious.

And in the corner, a figure came and went, and no one noticed.

In my memory, the mother's smile was very short, probably when she knew that her father's interest in her came more from her identity as an immortal cultivator, and she disappeared.

He had always felt that his mother was stupid.

As a young lady from a family of immortal cultivators, she had no intention of coming to Zhongli Kingdom, but she fell in love with the ruler of this country and gave up everything to stay.

Even if Yuan Zhou's environment eroded her spiritual power little by little, even if she would never see her relatives again in this life, she stayed and gave birth to him.

From birth to the present, what he has seen the most is his mother sitting on the edge of the bed and crying silently.

She couldn't tolerate her father going to other women's bedrooms, she couldn't tolerate her father's sudden change of attitude after she confessed her life experience, and she couldn't tolerate that every time she went to find them again since then, her mother and son would be accompanied by those Taoist priests and magic weapons.

It turned out that his father had a dream of immortality in his heart.

Yes, ordinary people want to find immortality, let alone the king of a country?

When he was a child, he hated his father and his mother. But under the sad gaze of his mother, he buried all his hatred.

After all, if it weren't for the fact that he unconsciously checked the secret immortal cultivation books in the royal family and accidentally learned to breathe and meditate, how could he have been discovered by those stinky Taoist priests, and why would he have made his mother make up her mind to tell her father all this.

He's the one who's done the worst.

Because of his plea, Venerable Minghui led them through the Evil Sea, where they died.

Because of his proposal, the five people who came to Ningxu left separately, and there was no news so far.

is even more because of his decision, saying that he will be a relative in this world from now on, but in the end, he died alone in an unknown place.

He is a sinner.

Day and night of accusations shook him little by little.

His mother is a disgrace to the Ning family, even if only the head and master know, the inferiority complex in his heart makes it difficult for him to face it calmly.

It seems that except for the care of the people in the sect, he finds that he has not many entanglements in this world.

He suddenly wondered how much he had wanted to escape from that cage and enter a new beginning, only to find that it was nothing more than that.

"Master Minghui!"

"Master Minghui, why are you here!"

A strange but familiar voice sounded, and the girl asked excitedly.

He paused slightly, then picked up his pen and continued to apply makeup to the puppet.

Yes, he created Master Minghui, created her, created his mother, and created all the regrets in his life.

Of course they are here.

No doubt.

Outside the small courtyard.

When they saw the girl suddenly stepping forward to stop the person, Lu Fan and the three of them looked at each other, thinking of a way to pull the girl back, so that she would not be eaten by the puppet who looked like a high monk on patrol.

Unexpectedly, the senior monk looked at her, but smiled slightly, and his tone was familiar, "Why did you come here?" ”

Unaware of it, he pounced on the monk and cried uncontrollably, "I, I thought you were dead." I watched you enter the black mist, I didn't expect you to be alive. We, we have also set up a mound for you in the deserted city. I didn't expect you to be alive, you're still alive! How glad they would have been if they had known—"

Ning Minxiu had a calm face and wanted to bring her back, but Qin Ze stopped him and motioned to wait a little longer.

Master Minghui smiled kindly and touched the girl's head, "What are you talking about? I didn't see you just now, it's not a dream, such a big girl, and people are so worried." ”

Before Liluo could react, "Master Minghui, have you passed through the Time Formation? Or what's going on, why are you here now?"

"I've always been here, since the beginning. He still laughs.

Hearing this, the girl's figure suddenly froze, and then slowly pushed Master Minghui away. When she looked up and looked carefully at the undried traces on her kind face, it was as if a beautiful dream had been broken, and all expectations were instantly nullified, and she couldn't help choking up.

Tears flowed from her eyes, down her slightly raised chin, and dripped into the soil.

Suddenly, as if she realized something, she hurriedly bypassed the puppet and ran into the small courtyard.

Since Master Minghui's puppet can recognize her, it means that the puppeteer not only has her in his memory, but also casts an identical puppet!

A bold and incredible idea appeared in my mind.

She ran through the courtyard gate.

The person in front of the puppet was not the boy in his memory!