In front of the palace gate.

Ye Jingjing didn't even need to be pushed or rushed, so she walked to the firewood piled up in the open space at the entrance of the palace.

In her ears was the calm voice of the dango, "Everything will go according to plan, don't worry, I won't let you get burned." ”

Ye Jingjing nodded, reached out and touched her face, "I'm still very satisfied with my face, plastic surgery will leave sequelae." ”

Tuanzi rolled her eyes on Ye Jingjing's chest, and Ye Jingjing could guess even if she couldn't see it.

"Burn her, burn her, burn her!"

The people and court officials who had gradually gathered were all screaming with righteous indignation, as if the person in front of them was not a living kind.

And it's really a demon who brings disaster to the world.

There was deep resentment and hatred in their eyes, all of which were eager to tear Ye Jingjing to pieces.

Ye Jingjing's heart was desolate.

What exactly did she do wrong?

No, she didn't do anything wrong at all, it was these ignorant humans who were wrong.

Selfish, stupid human beings.

They blamed all the unexplained coincidences on evil spirits, but they never thought to find the cause in themselves.

Ye Jingjing couldn't help but think, if someone in modern times attributed the problem of global warming to evil, how many people would have to be burned to death before they would be satisfied?

A village? Or a whole city of people?

Or, simply destroy a country?

Scold.

Ye Jingjing stood on the firewood pile, looking at the people who kept gathering and the ministers and officials who ran out of the palace, and suddenly her heart was surging, and she wanted to add some drama to herself.

And so—

"Stupid humans, open your eyes and take a good look to see if I am a demon or an immortal!"

"The country of the Great Calendar is about to be defeated in the hands of you people, even if the emperor has the reincarnation of the Emperor Star, he can't save you at all!"

“……”

Ye Jingjing's impassioned statement made everyone stunned.

And he did not forget to raise the value of himself and Emperor Qianling.

The Queen Mother saw that Ye Jingjing had such a demagogic ability, and she was even more jealous of her.

Before Emperor Qianling rushed to Ye Jingjing's side, he waved his hand and ordered the guards to throw the blazing torches onto the dry firewood poured with oil.

The flames burst into high bursts of darkness.

But Ye Jingjing stood on the firewood without changing her face, and even had a thrillingly beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth.

She looked at the Queen Mother with a jealous face, and her voice was low but gentle, "The country of the Great Calendar will eventually be defeated at the hands of people like you who don't know what to do." ”

"Queen Mother Fan, the fate of this immortal and the Great Calendar was forcibly cut off by Er, so this immortal might as well tell you."

"After this immortal leaves the calendar, a tragic war will break out at the end of the year! In the Great Calendar, the thieves who have not yet had time to punish the immortals betrayed the country to seek glory, and fell into the Great Calendar in a land of misery! ”

"The mortal body of this immortal will turn into a wisp of green smoke, die in the sky of the Great Calendar, and the soul will return to the Immortal Class, and no one can solve the catastrophe of the Great Calendar!"

“……”

The dry wood drenched with oil crackled, and in the sight distorted by the blazing firelight, Ye Jingjing stood in a sea of fire and still did not change her face, talking eloquently, which made everyone present can't help but quietly doubt the authenticity of Ye Jingjing's words.

Could it be that Ye Jingjing was burned to death, and the Great Calendar was really going to suffer an unprecedented catastrophe?

"Stop, stop!"

Emperor Qianling finally rushed out and shouted, "Extinguish the fire, quickly extinguish the fire!" ”

Qi Wushuang rushed out with Emperor Qianling, and he wanted to fly into the fire to drag Ye Jingjing out, but the tongue of fire greedily devoured his clothes.

Qi Wushuang's subordinates on the side hurriedly pulled him back and hurriedly extinguished the flames on his body that kept trying to jump up.

"My lord, I can't go back to the sky!"

Even if he rushes into the fire now, he may not be able to pull Ye Jingjing out of it unscathed!

"Can't go back?"

Emperor Qianling's face was cold, as if he wanted to kill! He staggered a few steps in front of the Queen Mother, did not speak, just looked at her face with a pair of blood-red eyes.

The Queen Mother barely stabilized her mind, turned her head and told Emperor Qianling word by word, "Your Majesty, the mourning family said that maybe you will resent the mourning family now, but in the future, you will be grateful to the mourning family." ”

"Because, it is the mourning family who has guarded the country of the Great Calendar for you from the hands of this demon!"

Emperor Qianling snorted coldly, and that cold appearance made the Queen Mother's heart tremble fiercely.

He asked the Queen Mother, "Has the Queen Mother forgotten?" Ye Guifei is a person who has been waiting for a monk in this life, and it is the appearance of Ye Guifei that has transformed the void monk. ”

The Queen Mother's body stiffened, and she looked at Ye Jingjing's body, which had been engulfed by the fire.

But I can't see it clearly.

Her heart began to become flustered, but she still defended herself stiffly, "It was she who killed the Void Master, and everything is empty before she sees it, such a simple truth, the emperor will not fail to understand." ”

The corners of Emperor Qianling's mouth slowly spread a cruel arc, "Okay." ”

"Since the Queen Mother is so insistent, we can wait and see."

“……”

The fire was burning, and the sound of the burning wood crackling made everyone's hearts twitch little by little.

However, it was not Ye Jingjing's screams or wails that came out of the fire.

It was as if the fire was nothing more than an ordinary warmth to her.

After about half an hour, the fire finally subsided, and gradually there was a posture to be extinguished.

Everyone stretched their necks to see that among the pitch-black ashes, there was Ye Jingjing's charred corpse.

But where are the bodies on the ground but the ashes of firewood?

"Qingyan, it's really Qingyan!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone was shocked, and they looked up one after another, and sure enough, they saw a wisp of green smoke rising from the ashes, rising continuously, and finally disappearing into the blue sky and white day.

"It's an immortal, it's really an immortal, Ye Guifei is really an immortal!"

Some of the people shouted in panic, then knelt down, kowtowed to the ashes, and shouted, "Please have mercy on God and return Ye Guifei to the Great Calendar!" ”

"I beg God to have mercy and return Ye Guifei to the calendar!"

The cries rose wave after wave, and in the end, not only the people who came to see the excitement, but even the officials of the court knelt down one after another, shouting at the mass of ashes that had been completely extinguished, and returning Ye Jingjing to the calendar.

The Queen Mother and Emperor Qianling were still standing in place, Qi Wushuang looked at these people who were obviously clamoring to burn Ye Jingjing before, and his eyes were full of mockery.