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There was silence in the National Teacher's Mansion.

There is no sound of reading outside, no sound of practicing magic, and no sound of sixteen fighting.

The National Teacher's Mansion was empty.

Ling'er sat in the courtyard in a daze, holding a cup of warm tea in her hand and drinking it little by little.

In the yard, she and sixteen varieties of pomegranate trees had already borne fruit.

Sixteen is gone forever.

Gu Weizheng didn't ask much after expelling the flattering medicine in her body.

After he went out, the National Teacher's Mansion was completely quiet.

Those who were in Lingyun Temple couldn't get anything out of the way.

The bell rang out again in the country.

“Duang。”

“Duang。”

“Duang。”

The voice struck more than twenty times.

Another death knell.

A grain of sand fell from the teacup in Ling'er's hand, and gradually rippled in the teacup.

Bigger and bigger.

The controversy outside not only did not subside with the queen's color, but became louder and louder.

They saw the Empress Dowager rush to Lingyun Temple.

The Emperor died not long after she was gone.

Not long after the empress came out of Lingyun Temple, the empress died.

Isn't this a scourge?

None of the sixteen disciples of the National Teacher's Mansion came out of the collapsed Lingyun Temple.

That day, their national teacher took the imperial princess out of Lingyun Temple.

Many people saw the bed tent wrapped around the queen lady.

They felt more and more that the crown princess was not an ordinary person.

Gu Weizheng was standing in front of the dragon chair and looking at the row of people kneeling down.

If he pretends to be too long, he will forget that he is not a good person.

These people should be even more so.

General Liang's back was straight, kneeling behind the crown prince and the third prince, even though he was not young, he still stood out.

Gu Wei Zheng's eyes fell on him and sneered.

"The public opinion outside is the handiwork of General Liang?"

The heads of the other people present shrank, and none of them knew why those people from Lingyun Temple hadn't come back.

It is because I know that I am even more afraid of this unfathomable person.

At this time, many people regretted that the national teacher was a person who didn't help any force, what did they do against him.

If he wants a woman to be the emperor, he will be good, at least he will have a life.

"My lord, this has nothing to do with me! It was the third prince and the crown prince General Liang who did it, and the minister was only threatened by General Liang's people when he learned about it, so he didn't dare to tell the adult, my lord, you just let me go. ”

An official in a green official uniform knelt in the center of the main hall, kowtowing incessantly.

"Oh? Prince? Doesn't this brother of yours like his sister very much? It's all pretended, huh? ”

Gu Weizheng's eyes moved from the kowtowing man to the prince kneeling in the first place.

He gritted his teeth, "There is no precedent for a woman to be an emperor in all dynasties, and it is against the ancestral regulations of the national teacher to do this." ”

"Oh? Hehe, your ancestors are going to call me an ancestor, and you tell me about your ancestors' regulations? Come, tell me who set him up, and I'll drag him out of the ground and confront you, okay?" ”

The corners of his lips were hooked, and the coolness in his eyes froze him.

His palms were flattened and slapped downward.

Wisps of cold air instantly rose in the hall.

Faces that only exist in the painting gradually rise from the floor.

Some of the timid ones had already fainted with fright.

"Tell me, which ancestor said that?"

Even if General Liang is well-informed, his heart jumps when he sees this scene.

The fact that the ancestors who had already been buried in the earth were dragged out, which was a great irony for them.

He gritted his teeth and looked up at Gu Wei Zheng.

"What if you drag them out, I advise the national teacher not to be too conceited, the current time."

He glanced at the shadows shining in the sunlight.

"It's time to go back now, and you can still find the whole corpse of that demon."

Gu Weizheng's eyes narrowed.

"What did you say?"

"I said, go back now, the national teacher can still collect the body of that demon, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find the body."

General Liang's back was still straight, and he looked at Gu Weizheng at the top without humility or arrogance.

"Smack."

A wind palm threw General Liang out in an instant.

The old man was slammed against the door and slowly fell to the ground.

"Grandfather!"

Gu Weizheng didn't stay too long, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The other ministers were dumbfounded, and some got up and wanted to go out, but found that they couldn't open the door.

This hall became their cage.

Even if the national teacher is gone, none of them can get out.

Gu Weizheng appeared in the National Teacher's Mansion when he opened his eyes here.

The corridor inside the National Teacher's Mansion was empty.

He searched everywhere, but there was no sign of it.

A thick black smoke slowly rose on the Danqi at the gate of the palace, and at this moment, it seemed to return to the time when he first came.

Gu Weizheng appeared on the Danqi in the next moment.

I saw that the girl's face was indifferent, even if she was tied to the fire, she still couldn't see the panic.

The people below fell silent for a moment when they saw the moment the national teacher appeared.

The person who was still frantically shouting to burn the demon before, his head rolled off his body in an instant, and he didn't even have blood.

Ling'er was tied to it, and when she saw Gu Weizheng, she smiled at him.

Slowly closed his eyes.

She didn't want to live anymore.

I didn't want to live for a long time.

Because no one in this world seems to want her to live.

Master.

Just as she owes him a favor.

A heavy rain, the moment Ling'er closed her eyes, poured down.

Gu Weizheng hugged Ling'er who was tied to the pillar.

But she was no longer breathing.

The people just wanted to burn her alive.

It was her own choice of self-severance.

She was not willing to stay for anyone.

Just because the person she cares about the most is dead.

Gu Weizheng's hand suddenly trembled violently.

When he removed her leg bones with his own hands, he didn't have to regret it like this.

The girl in front of him had her eyes closed in his arms, and no matter how much she called, she would never open those eyes to look at him again.

Gu Weizheng wanted to recall her soul, but no matter how she gathered, she couldn't get together.

Half-moon.

The country of Dayu has been occupied by floods, and the whole country has become an underwater country.

Disappear forever on the ground.

Gu Weizhen looked at the emerald on her forehead that he had given her, and suddenly remembered something.

The lips smiled a little sarcastically.

If he hadn't wanted to send her to that supreme position, none of this would have happened.

So.

This is their fate.

In the end, Gu Weizheng became a magic dragon, or did the magic dragon become Gu Weizheng.

Ling'er was buried by him in the National Teacher's Mansion, Gu Weizheng looked at the ring on his hand, took it off, and carefully put it on Ling'er's hand.

At this moment, her appearance coincided with that of the woman in the ancient coffin.

The one who laid down the barrier was still alive.

It turned out to be himself.

Gu Weizheng looked at Ling'er who was lying down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Really, no matter when, what identity.

She wouldn't love him.

Under the Yellow River.

The demon dragon opened his eyes and looked at the Heavenly Dao fragment he was holding in his hand, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a bitter smile.

The woman's face next to her was aging rapidly, and her existence seemed to allow the demon dragon to travel to the past.

He didn't even have time to take a second look.

The woman's corpse, along with the coffin, decomposed.

The little fox's body lay on the dragon's chest, and its legs hung limply on him.

The dragon took her into his arms and reached out to pull at the barrier.

Such a reincarnation made him a little unpredictable.

Everything in Dayu is fate, or is it because of their existence that it leads to such an ending?

It's something that can't be explained.

The little fox in his arms was still asleep.

Her body was weak, and she could not bear the consequences of the removal of her soul.

The dragon stroked the soft fur on her body and sighed.

He wouldn't let her remember everything in her dreams.

At the last moment of the dream, he had already understood his mind.

He only hopes, in this real world.

She could have looked at herself more.

Love or ruthless.

In this life, he must leave something in this world.

As Bai Ling slept, a scale was smashed into her empty leg bones while she was unconscious.

It seems to be a substitute for the existence of the leg bone.

The demon dragon sighed, wrapped the little guy in his arms, and went out of the bottom of the Yellow River.

When Bai Ling woke up, the two were lying on the bed in the Qin family's villa.

Her head was a little dizzy, and her lips turned white as she remembered what had happened before.

"Awake?"

The dragon walked in from outside and handed over the milk.

"Your leg bones have been attached, and the beast's body is not very agile, but it can already walk after the transformation."

Bai Ling didn't speak, just lowered his head and took the milk.

The dragon took the milk cup and lay it down beside her, encircling her slender waist in an ambiguous position.

Bai Ling didn't resist, just stared blankly at the round moon outside the window.

She stayed in Qin's house for half a month.

In this half month, a lot of people died.

The dragon's movements are getting weirder and weirder.

He was clearly unable to bear the present life.

Bai Ling's spirit was lonely day by day.

Until, she heard the dragon's conversation at the door.

The sun was very strong that day.

Bai Ling turned into a beast form, his legs had recovered a little, and he ran out of the Qin family with great difficulty.

She always had to do something for her people.

In the end, the dragon died.

Bai Ling sat on the ground and looked at the demon dragon who was easily killed by her, and wrapped her in his arms before he died, afraid that she would fall to the ground.

At this moment, she felt extremely ironic.

Kill her people, break her leg bones, and finally show that she cares a lot.

The dragon's corpse eventually turned into ashes and scattered.

The last trace of him in the world is gone.

Bai Ling looked down at his two legs, smiled bitterly, and returned to the clan he had never returned.

The corpses on the ground were still scattered on the ground.

Those former relatives are never seen again.

Bai Ling buried all his relatives and knelt in front of the grave all the year round, begging for their forgiveness.

A yellowed diary, lifted in the wind.

On one page is mutilated handwriting.

She doesn't love me, she hates me. ’

'Once I come to this world, there must be someone who remembers me, I'm sorry. ’

The aura is revived, the whole people are cultivating, and there is no demon in the world that can resist the power of the gods.

That man came into this world and never left a name.

The only name is still the curse that his beloved put on him.