Prison, inside a cell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A blonde woman sat on a stone bed covered with straw, her eyes glazed over, her snow-white neck with dark cyan strangulation.

She sat there dumbfounded, her gorgeous wide-sleeved dress stained with dust, looking like a princess who had suddenly fallen into prison.

In fact, she could be said to be a princess, Elena Augustus, the proton sent by Rome ten years ago, the third princess.

According to the calculation of the Great Han, her status is equivalent to that of a princess, and Rome is an empire where women can ascend the throne, and her status is a little higher than that of the princess.

The reason why she ended up in this fate was that the old country forgot her as a princess and launched an eastward campaign against the Han Dynasty to slaughter Qiuzi in one fell swoop.

The enraged Emperor Han directly ordered her to be arrested and imprisoned, preparing to serve as a sacrifice for the army's sacrificial flag tomorrow.

The proud princess was like a hedgehog, she would rather die to resist the Han Emperor, so she simply untied her belt and strangled herself.

As a result, she was relieved, but he came.

It's inexplicable, I was still sleeping at home in the last second, and when I woke up, I had more inexplicable memories in my head.

At first, he thought it was a dream, until a group of strangers poured himself with a decoction that was extremely bitter, and the smell was unforgettable for all of them.

also made him understand that he was on a crossing train.

To be honest, he has a negative attitude towards this crossing, and he will be beheaded tomorrow, so he really has no hope.

The only hope is that if there is a next time, I will arrange for myself to be an emperor, no matter how rich a businessman is, in short, don't do any waste wood protagonist, and then work hard for this kind of plot.

Struggle or something, it's too troublesome, just give a time to marry Bai Fumei and go to the pinnacle of life. Even if it is short-lived, it is more refreshing than hard work.

Tata, heavy footsteps rang out from the hallway, and he kept the wooden man's expression. In the middle of his sight, a man in crimson armor and a white feather in his helmet appeared, and he said in a deep voice, "Yelena Augustus, Your Majesty wants to see you. ”

He, no, she raised her head, her voice a little hoarse: "If you want to cut it, be sharp, don't engage in those false things." ”

"You may be able to avoid death, the key is, how do you wait for it, come out."

She sneered, her laughter was so terrifying, like a sound from the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring.

"Want me to sell my body? Dreaming, Lao Tzu would rather die to preserve his innocence. Her idea is very simple, her current body can be called a perfect woman. The chest can't be held with one hand, the waist is thin and the legs are long, and the hair is soft and blonde.

The old emperor clearly wanted to plot against her, and it was not terrible to die, but it was terrible to experience what it was like to be a man before he died.

When the Yulin guard in front of him heard this, his face showed disgust: "Save it, just like you, with your monster appearance, even I can't look down on you, let alone Your Majesty." If you delay any longer, I'll have to go back to my life. ”

Yelena touched her face, not crooked, and then looked down at her chest, the nosebleed seemed to be about to spurt out.

In any way, it can't be called a youkai.

In the end, she could only conclude that the aesthetics of this world were too substandard. Wait, if that's the case, if you cross into this world again, maybe there will be countless "ugly girls" waiting for your rescue.

Thinking of this, she got up suddenly: "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

From the memories of the original owner of this body, she could not learn any valuable information. Except for Rome in the west, Han in the east, and a Western Regions in between, no other useful information can be obtained.

This royal daughter is definitely a house girl in modern times, and the door is not out of the door. What's worse is that there are no computers in this world, and staying at home is not much different from retreating to the mountains and forests and not asking about the world.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the princess likes to practice swords. In my memory, it was all the original owner in a courtyard, practicing swords alone, with no partners around and no subordinates.

From spring to winter, the original owner kept it like this all year round.

As for how powerful the swordsmanship is, Yelena doesn't know, that guy just plays alone and has never competed with anyone. The sword seemed to be a friend to her, so much so that when she was caught, she didn't draw her sword to resist, for fear that the sword would break.

ended up in prison and strangled himself.

Yelena thinks that she has touched the body of the original owner, and she is somewhat responsible. This time when I entered the palace, if I had the chance, I would kill the emperor, which could be regarded as revenge for the original owner.

Leaving the prison, the sky was full of stars outside, and a lonely moon hung high in the middle.

The cool evening breeze was blowing, and on the street, a beaded carriage was parked, escorted by forty Yulin guards in armor and halberds.

She entered through the open door, and the interior was spacious, with silk cushions that were very comfortable to the touch, like the skin of a fourteen-year-old girl.

Judging from the luxury of this car, there is a great chance that he will survive entering the palace this time. After all, if it was a condemned prisoner, no one would bother to engage in such a luxurious battle. That string of beaded curtains, to be sold in modern times, will cost more than one million, to say the least.

If you can bring it all back, you don't need to work anything, and you live a decadent life of raising a second wife every day.

Yelena reached out to tear off a string, and when she accidentally saw someone looking at her, she withdrew her hand and turned her head.

"Ride," shouted the horse, raising its hooves, and the wheels rolled forward smoothly.

Speechless all the way to the front of the palace.

She vaguely heard the Yulin Guardian talking to someone, probably wanting to let him go. She didn't poke her head out, there were people watching her outside, and as soon as she went out, her eyes would look at her.

I am not a superstar, and it is inevitable that I will be a little nervous when I am looked at like this.

Rattle, the loud sound of the door opening sounded, and from the sound she could reverie, the huge vermilion palace gate, under the push of hundreds of people, slowly opened.

Revealing the majestic palace inside, as for how majestic it is, she can only refer to the layout of the palace in Dynasty Warriors VII.

In a moment of thought, the carriage moved forward again, the beaded curtain swaying.

She suddenly became nervous in her heart, obviously she had already done Jing Ke's consciousness and wanted to leave a name before she died. But at this moment, I was shrouded in inexplicable fear, and my hands and feet couldn't stop shaking.

It was as if he was on a road with no end in sight, and the carriage kept moving forward, into the darkness, with no light or hope in sight.

In order to vent the fire in her heart, Yelena began to rub her breasts, and the free European pie did not rub the white.

After another half an hour or so, the carriage suddenly stopped, and someone outside the carriage said indifferently: "Zhangtai has arrived, you can get off." ”

Yelena exhaled deeply and straightened her chest. Pat the red cheek, trying to stay calm so that no one could see that he had just rubbed his chest.

Opening the car door, a jade staircase appeared in front of her, extending upward, at least seventy or eighty floors, and about twenty meters wide.

Under the steps, there stood a dust-whisked Taoist wearing a feather crown, he was wearing a dark shirt, a vermilion bottom, and eight trigram patterns were tattooed on the top and bottom, and his temperament was ethereal, which could be called a fairy wind bone.

In Yelena's eyes, this guy is a god stick, and he dares to fool the emperor without any ability, this courage is really a model for my generation.

"In just a short period of time, Her Royal Highness's face has completely changed, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it is really unimaginable." The real person spoke, and the voice was like a spring breeze, which made people feel a little more comfortable.

Yelena was full of nonsense: "Yes, when I committed suicide, I met the gods in the sky. He told me that your fate would never end like this, and that there was a guy called the Great Demon King Vic waiting for you to take down. ”

"This world needs you to save it, go down and find the legendary Dragon Ball, in that case, any wish can be granted."

The real person's eyes were deep, and he chuckled: "Why bother talking nonsense, Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty is waiting for you above." Before that, wipe the bruises off your neck. ”

"I want to wait for the bruises to dissipate, at least seven or eight days later, I can wait, Your Majesty is afraid that he can't wait." Yelena rolled her eyes and said angrily.

The real person laughed again, showing an unfathomable demeanor. Pinching the trick with one hand, the dust with the other hand swept her neck, and felt a little cool air flow blowing into her body, swirling around her neck.

Before she could experience it carefully, the feeling had disappeared, and her throat, which had been a little painful, suddenly became painless.

She gasped and hurried to the edge of the steps, in front of an ironclad guard in a flickering cold light. Reaching out to wipe his iron armor, he took a closer look at his neck, where there was not a single scar.

At present, there are two possibilities, one is that the quality of the iron armor is not good and cannot be used as a mirror. The other option is that the guy is not a god stick, but someone with real skills.

If there are really immortals in the world, then it is very likely that she will return to her original appearance.

Thinking of this possibility, she twisted her neck stiffly and said in a trembling voice, "Great Immortal, is there any elixir or spell that can turn a woman into a man?" ”

The real person was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and shook his head and said: "No, the elixir for a man to become a woman can be found, and a woman becomes a man, there has never been such a thing in history." ”

"There is a reference for the elixir of male to female, it shouldn't be impossible to practice a woman to become a man, right?" Yelena looked at him hopefully.

The real person hesitated: "Probably, I haven't tried this kind of thing, and Poor Dao doesn't dare to boast about Haikou." ”

"Great Immortal, please be my apprentice, don't hide it, the heavenly immortal told me. If I want to save the world, I have to learn from a Taoist. Yelena believes that if you can solve the gender problem without dying, it is better not to die.

The real person looked embarrassed: "Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty is still waiting for us." Besides, the people in the world who know how to do magic are not poor people. ”

She said excitedly: "The immortal said, that Taoist priest was born handsome and chic, and his magic power is boundless, just ask who else in the world besides Your Excellency, who else can be this Taoist priest?" ”

"This, it seems that it must be poor," the real person sighed and waved the dust: "Don't be in a hurry to apprentice first, whether you can survive depends on whether you can give the satisfactory answer that Your Majesty wants." ”