Today's banquet was clearly to make Ye Luwu happy, but he didn't expect such an unexpected gain.

Xiao Chenyi, who is a half-demon, the mysterious person who controls the emperor, the large number of people who infiltrated Changguo twenty years ago, and the person I see today, who seems to be able to manipulate the memories of others, what kind of connection does there be between the four of them. The appearance of one after another during this period of time is just a coincidence, or is there a larger bureau behind them, waiting for them in front.

After saying goodbye to Xu Mingchuan, she sat alone on the couch and thought about it, but she always felt that something was missing, an extremely important place.

When did these strange things begin? When did they go to the battlefield, or after they had taken the Red Cloud Fruit Cultivation Boost? Maybe even earlier, maybe even when they were still in Lanmen, these things began to have clues.

And the nail of the Zhou State has been removed for nearly a year, but it seems to be there all the time. It stands to reason that this method of cultivating with the souls of others is not uncommon, but those techniques, without exception, are only useful for people who are lower than their own cultivation. Generally, it is the demon clan who is in a hurry to achieve success that will practice this method regardless of karma.

And the disciples in the Moque Society are clearly all Terrans, but they can use the souls of the same Terrans to cultivate, which is almost impossible to do.

Could it be that this spell in their hands did not come from the ancestors of the human race?

The human race, the demon race, and the demon race that has been sealed in the demon domain for thousands of years, as well as the aliens of the "exiled land" who are hidden with the Peach Blossom Spring, must be related. What really happened at the end of the Great Age of Enlightenment?

Ye Luwu exhaled a long breath, and then fell on his back on the bed, if only he could find the rumored divine artifact that showed the past, as long as there was a trace of breath, he would know what had happened to him.

It's a pity that this remote night hanging dream jian, together with his master, Tao Yao Gongzi, has lost a trace since he entered Fengwu Snow Mountain, and there is no news.

If there is a little bit of news, how can the people in the Peach Blossom Garden not look for it? After finishing this mess in Kyoto City, let's go to the east beyond Taihua Mountain to find the Peach Blossom Spring.

The night was dark, and half of the silver moon fell in the corner of the sky, and occasionally a star-and-a-half white light flashed on the dome, and then hurriedly fell on the eaves of Fengqi Palace.

The dormitory was brightly lit, but there was not a single maid to be seen.

The queen was dressed in a bright red dress, and the light tulle robe covered by it dragged a heavy mark on the ground.

She held a candlestick with a red candle burning with a dragon and phoenix in her hand, and slowly walked towards the couch.

The thin figure was reflected in the flickering candlelight on the surrounding curtains, changing its ghostly shape.

"Holy Lord, do you remember the concubine's clothes today?" Although her voice was no longer soft and tactful when she was first married, it contained a different charm.

The emperor's cheeks on the bed were deep-set, his two cloudy eyes were glowing with faint candlelight, and his shriveled lips opened and closed for a long time before he spit out a complete sentence: "This dress is the wedding dress worn by the queen when she entered the palace." ”

The queen showed a meaningful smile, and her red lips were slightly hooked, "That's right, this dress was given by the saint back then, and the embroidery girls in Kyoto City embroidered it day and night for a month. ”

Her left arm slowly stretched out on the bed, and her white right hand gently stroked the embroidery that was still dazzling despite the age, and her face suddenly showed a little bit of the shyness of an unmarried woman.

"At that time, the concubine thought, I didn't disappoint the master, and sat on the phoenix seat that this woman in the world thinks about day and night. ”

The emperor's eyes widened suddenly, his eyeballs bulged out, and a few green tendons erupted on his arms, which had been out of strength for a few days, and his neck was straight, and he tried to get up several times, but he only left the pillow and fell straight down.

He kept making a "ho-ho-......" sound from his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't do it anymore.

The queen withdrew her arm, leaned over and raised her right hand to put it on his face, and said softly: "Holy Lord, how can you look like a high-spirited young man back then?"

"Don't look at the concubine like this, the concubine hasn't done anything for so many years. She sneered, then jerked herself to her feet, and with her arms outstretched, her soft coat fell softly to the ground with a slight thud.

The originally well-maintained skin was now covered with black and purple weird lines, except for places that could not be medically wrapped, these lines crawled densely all over her body, more and more lined with snow skin, with a little bewitching beauty.

"It has been thirty years since the lord bestowed this honor on his concubines and clansmen. Now that the Oriental Altar has been activated, the concubines have finally completed their master's mission. They had already followed their masters, and the concubine was the last sacrifice. ”

Her eyes clearly fell on the old emperor, but there was an almost crazy infatuation in her eyes, "What the concubines have been waiting for all these years is this day, the day when they can dedicate themselves to the great cause of their masters." ”

The Emperor on the bed could no longer hear what she was saying, and the heart that had been affected by the spell for thirty years had stopped beating a moment ago, but the bulging eyes were still looking straight at the curtain above. Even though he lost his look, he could still feel the anger hidden underneath.

The queen still stood aside, with an obsessive smile on her face, and said to herself: "Today, I am still the queen of the Holy Heaven. Just now I have ordered someone to inform those ministers that the Holy One is seriously ill and dying, and I can't think of a good show tonight. ”

"It's just a pity, I can't see the day when the master's name will be remembered for eternity......"

There was a bit of sleepiness in her eyes, and her whole body was a little shaky.

After a moment's pause, she pulled a sharp dagger from under her pillow and stabbed it into the Emperor's chest, then turned and ripped off a curtain and covered him.

"The world of this Changguo is going to be chaotic after all. ”

The queen slowly knelt down on the bed, leaned her head against the curtain, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and murmured, "After thirty years, I can finally use my name again." Guo Jingwan is the concubine of the Zhenguo Mansion, and I am the master's Nie Yao......"

Her voice faded away, leaving only a happy smile on her face.

At this moment, the black and purple lines on her body disappeared, and the dragon and phoenix red candles on the side shed a drop of candle tears like blood, quietly reflecting these two people who have been husband and wife for thirty years, but have never made friends.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the hall, and after calling to no avail, the heavy door of the temple was pushed open.

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