"You don't need to look at the emperor so much," Jiang Lan'er snorted disdainfully, "Since the emperor has the ability to silently possess your young lady, it is even easier to control you, a little girl." ”

As she spoke, she stared at Xiaolian's eyes, and a sly smile appeared on her face, "You can speak only temporarily, the emperor can choose when to shut you up, and at the same time, he can also take your worthless life at any time," she raised her head proudly again, pretending to be kind to remind: " You'd better see your current situation clearly, this emperor is the Blood-Winged Demon Emperor who has lived in this world for thousands of years, you are masters of the martial arts list, what masters of the dark list, and grandma is too tender to call the emperor, so no one can save you now, so you just accept your fate. ”

As she spoke, she stood up again, approached Xiaolian, and continued to threaten: "You must know that the reason why this emperor has kept you until now is that I hope you can continue to provide some useful information, and if one day you lose the value of your existence, this emperor will not waste time on you anymore!"

"What do you want to know?" asked her.

"Everything about the original owner of this body," a smile rose at the corner of Jiang Lan'er's mouth, "Tell the emperor everything you know." ”

"You already know most of the things by now, Jiang Lan'er is the daughter of the Shogunate Mansion, her father Jiang Jing is the king of Yasukuni and is also the person on the dark list, and her mother Xi Yun is the master of the Shogunate Mansion, and she is the twelfth on the martial arts list. Her aunt is also her own master, Jiang Suchen, the immortal master of the Spirit Clan, and her senior brother is Yin Gechuan, who is ranked first in the martial arts list today, and what we came to attend this time is the wedding between Yin Gechuan and the young sect master of the Yiguo Silver Bun Sect, Shen Weaving. ”

"The Emperor already knew about this," she listened impatiently to Xiaolian.

"Jiang Lan'er and Shen Weaving are sisters, and the relationship between the two is very good," Xiaolian continued, "There is also the princess of Yiguo, Yulian Ji, her eldest brother just passed away a while ago, so she has now been made the heir to the throne of Yiguo. ”

"Well, if you see these two people outside, you should remember to remind the Emperor, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble," she sat down and said thoughtfully, "and that Yin Gechuan, although the Emperor has never seen him, he has heard a lot of rumors, so he is also very curious about him." ”

She frowned, her slender fingers resting on one cheek and the fingers of her other hand tapping the tabletop. Her most important goal at the moment was to find a way to break through the spell set by the black-clothed witch and restore her previous strength, and in order to do so, she had to rely on some powerful people.

During her time in the Shogunlong Mansion, she gradually realized that Jiang Jing and Xi Yun were extremely sensitive people, good at observing words and feelings, and were very vigilant, she didn't want to take risks to provoke the couple, so she turned her target to Yin Gechuan. Her intuition told her that this wedding might not be as simple as it seemed, and she might find some ideas from it to one day regain her past strength as a demon emperor.

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Wuguo, Shiming City.

In the morning light, Han Lingxiao made the last few movements of gliding with his arms outstretched and flying and spinning, and then put away the Jade Dragon Spear and took a deep breath. The fog of the early morning gradually drifts away, and the morning sun rises, and the grass and trees are fragrant, refreshing and pleasant. Although the land in the distance is undulating, there is a lot of life. In an instant, he was infinitely moved, and at the same time, he had a flash of inspiration. The earth is rich in the virtue of life, carrying all things, nowhere can be a home, since the snow mountains can divert water, then the vast fertile land in front of you will definitely become a paradise for people to live in peace. Thinking of this, Han Lingxiao quickly ran down the city tower and came to Xue He's tent, "Xue Guoshi, are you up?" There was no response in the tent, and when he lifted the curtain, he saw that the national teacher was not there. Just as he was about to leave, there was a commotion in the direction of the city gate, and a group of pedestrians were seen hugging each other and crying in the distance. Also, that familiar tall black shadow, oh, though it's just a withered shadow!

Suddenly, a graceful figure struck like a flying sword, and a familiar but seemingly unfamiliar voice shouted, "Ling Xiao is you!" Before Han Lingxiao could take a closer look, the figure suddenly threw himself into his arms and kept sobbing. Han Lingxiao brushed away her messy hair and gently stroked her cheeks, and Lan Lan looked at him with tears on her face and eyes full of longing, as if to say, never separate again! He couldn't help but burst into tears, and his hands tightly hugged Lan Lan's arms, as if to say, he would never be displaced again!

"King, it's really you!" Xiao Heng rushed up, grabbed Han Lingxiao's left arm, then knelt on his knees, and hissed out, "King, I can see you!" Han Lingxiao finally saw a few people in front of him, all of them were ragged and tired, except for Xiaohua, each of them had yellow faces and thin muscles! Suddenly, the black mule attacked again, his eyes were full of sadness and sadness, although he was also a weak and weak body, but it seemed that he wanted to immediately lift Ling Xiao to the place where he could live! He put his arms around the black mule's head and gently soothed it, while patting its body affectionately and whispering in its ear to comfort it for the hardships of the journey!

"King, let them rest in the account first, and have some food!" Xue He stepped forward, looked at everyone with concern, and said to Han Lingxiao.

"Okay, national teacher, please come in and rest and eat something!"

Although she was reluctant, when she saw Xiaohua standing silently and hungry and weak on the side, she immediately lowered her hands, pulled Xiaohua up with her right hand, and a group of people, together with the black mule, walked towards the camp.

It's just that after they settled down, before they had time to tell everyone about their parting feelings again, Han Lingxiao asked Xue He to discuss all the way to the outside of the hall. The two of them were to meet the king again and propose concrete measures to put the city-state in order, restore farming, strengthen military training, improve defense, and so on.

After waiting for a long time, the old king finally sent a decree to receive them.

"Your Majesty, at present, in the territory of Wu State, the enemies of Yue State have looted and plundered, slaughtered cities and destroyed gardens all the way, resulting in the destruction of homes and the displacement of people. Therefore, it is imperative that while strengthening military training and improving defense and readiness capabilities, we should put order in order, resume farming, and repair the fields, so that the displaced people can resettle and lead a stable life. After Han Lingxiao finished speaking in one breath, he looked directly at the listless old king with earnest eyes.

The old king looked at Han Lingxiao again with a hesitant gaze, and he seemed to grasp the words that Han Lingxiao said, training, guarding, farming, settling down, and so on. However, these words, for the war-torn country of Wu, it is like a language from another world, now this land is full of ruins, and the enemy has abandoned it like dung, how can you live a stable life?

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