A powerful and sharp force pierced straight into her spiritual platform.

Running rampant in it, trying to control everything about her.

She jerked her hand over her head.

The small body curled up on the dragon bed, and this small world was silent, as if it was cut off.

The boy suddenly appeared in the dormitory.

On his face, which was always calm and waveless, a trace of killing intent flashed in an instant, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

His hands were slightly cool, and he rested on top of Lu Chaochao's head, and the gentle and domineering power expelled the foreign consciousness.

At this moment, Lu Chaochao was already sweating profusely.

"How...... What's going on? Someone took it away? Lu Chaochao's face was full of surprise, and sweat fell down drop by drop.

The young man took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her cold sweat.

"It's not a seizure, it's a soul-controlling technique."

"Chaochao, your mind is broken, and this is the way." A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he hid it very well in front of Lu Chaochao.

The power of the Heavenly Dao came from the Three Realms, and the evil desires of the Three Realms were continuous, and they were affected after all.

"Could it be that Hanchuan found me? Want to control me? Lu Chaochao was surprised, Hanchuan actually had this ability?

"Not really."

"I'm afraid he doesn't know that the emperor of the southern kingdom is you. It's just that I bumped into it by mistake. ”

Lu Chaochao stood up abruptly.

Suddenly remembered the words of the god of Liguang, the divine realm will control the mortal world, and the emperor will be a puppet of the divine realm.

"Go to the embassy!" Lu Chaochao stretched out his hand towards the Heavenly Dao.

She is mentally disabled, easy to be exploited, and can only rely on the way of heaven.

The young man was slightly stunned, picked her up, and quietly disappeared in place.

Embassy of the Vatican State.

As soon as Lu Chaochao landed, the sound of wooden fish came from all directions, and each one was faster than the other.

"The Sutra of Punishment of Evil Spirits they recite has no effect on soul control techniques."

The boy glanced at the sky: "He is not evil. ”

In the courtyard, countless disciples knocked on the wooden fish, recited scriptures in their mouths, and surrounded the monks in robes. The monk's face was already covered with cold sweat, the compassion in his eyes disappeared, and he was even a little domineering.

There is a deep sense of disobedience with the monks.

"He's controlling the soul!"

Suddenly...... There was a faint sound of footsteps in my ears.

Lu Chaochao was stunned, turned his head, and saw Xie Yuzhou, who was squinting his eyes and wearing a shirt, in the courtyard.

"What is he here for?" After thinking about it, the Beizhao Embassy was next door.

"Why is his eyes closed?" Lu Chaochao was curious.

"He ought to ...... It's sensing something. Some things are engraved into the soul and cannot be erased from generation to generation. The boy led Chaochao away and watched him stand in front of the monk.

Squint your eyes and sit cross-legged.

Obviously, I have never touched Buddhism, and everything is easy to come at this moment.

He read something softly in his mouth, and Lu Chaochao listened carefully, it seemed to be a scripture.

"Look!!" Lu Chaochao's eyes widened.

I saw a circular magic circle appear under Xie Yuzhou's seat, and the scriptures recited from his mouth turned into swastikas glowing with golden light, surrounding everyone.

Countless swastikas floated in the sky.

"The alien consciousness is dispelled." The boy's voice was smiling.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Chao Chao's head, if it weren't for you, the Heavenly Dao would collapse and the Three Realms would be destroyed. Because of you, the Three Realms have survived to this day.

You are the root of the Three Realms.

So, everything will revolve around you.

The young man hugged Chaochao and left the embassy of the Vatican Kingdom again.

When he landed, he saw that the house was resplendent and resplendent in the house, which was not similar to the original appearance of the embassy, and Lu Chaochao knew it......

It is the embassy of West Vietnam.

Xiyue was rich and wealthy.

"Gyoro, what's wrong with you?!! You're sober! As soon as Lu Chaochao entered the door, he heard a voice that seemed familiar.

"Yulang, look at me, I'm Ali!"

"Ahh

"Gyokuro!"

Lu Chaochao was suspicious in his heart, how could this voice sound like the Holy Maiden of Jingli?

However, this is the sleeping house of the Emperor of Xiyue!!

I saw that the Holy Maiden of Jingli was covering her heart, and a trace of blood oozed from her fingertips.

Lu Chaochao tilted his head to look at him.

Hey, he was wearing the clothes of the Emperor of Xiyue.

"Ask Your Majesty Zhaoyang to save the jade...... Save Your Majesty. His Majesty suddenly lost control tonight, and the whole person seemed to lose his mind, as if he was being controlled. He doesn't know people, and he doesn't know anything. Jing Li's eyes were red, and even his voice trembled a little.

"He hurt you?" Lu Chaochao asked.

The Holy Maiden of Jingli nodded.

Lu Chaochao can pull out the Chaoyang Sword, and he has always had an inexplicable trust in Lu Chaochao.

At this moment, the monarch of Xiyue was holding the long sword in his hand, the long sword was still dripping blood, and he was holding his head and roaring uncontrollably.

"Alley, let's go......"

He seemed to be unable to control his thoughts and actions, and he was crying bitterly on his face, but he walked towards Jingli step by step with his sword.

"I'm not leaving! You and I are one, advancing and retreating together! The Holy Maiden of Jingli did not flinch at all.

When Lu Chaochao heard that, you and I were one, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Caught off guard, I ate a big melon!

'He's got a leg?? ’

"It is rumored that the status of the saintess of Xiyue is above that of the emperor of Xiyue, and I thought they would fight for power and profit!" Co-authored, they became a couple? ’

'Ahhhh ’

The Xiyue Emperor's eyes were full of fierce light, and he slowly raised his sword towards the Jingli Holy Maiden.

When the sword was about to fall, Heavenly Dao knocked him out with a palm.

The Emperor of Xiyue slammed straight into the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The alien consciousness shattered in an instant.

"Gyokuro!" Jing Li hurriedly pounced on it, hugging the Emperor of Xiyue and crying.

"Yulang, are you okay? You...... Are you still Gyokuro? His voice was shaking, his forehead lightly pressed against the man's forehead, and his whole body was trembling with nervousness.

The man coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood again, he took Jing Li's hand and shook his head slightly.

Forcefully raised his hand to wipe Jing Li's tears: "It's me, I'm not afraid." ”

Jing Li wiped her tears and nodded: "Your Majesty Zhaoyang, Jing Li has never asked you for anything. Today, I dare to ask you for once! He turned around and knelt in front of Lu Chaochao.

"I also hope that His Majesty Zhaoyang can hide today's events in his heart."

"I was only three years old when I was chosen as a saint."

"My father and mother didn't want to give up the wealth and wealth of the world, so they sent me to the forbidden land as a girl. The forbidden place is lonely and cold, no one can speak, no one can enter. ”

"It's him, sneaking in every day to accompany me through that time of fear."

"I'm just a scourge." He smiled wryly and looked at the Xiyue Emperor, who was interlocking his fingers.

The emperor's sword eyebrows were starry, but there was always a bit of gloom in his eyes, and when he touched his gaze, his eyes became soft, and he held his hand tightly.

"Jing Li led the Emperor of Xiyue to sink, and he deserved to die. But he was innocent, and he didn't know that I was dressed as a woman. ”

"By the time the identity is revealed, it will be difficult to recover."

Jing Li never interfered with him marrying a wife and having children, but the Emperor of Xiyue insisted on leaving the harem empty.

Even if he was forced to marry by hundreds of officials, the old minister was killed in the Jinluan Palace, and his blood was splashed three feet, but he still withstood the pressure.

The two did not dare to behave in the slightest.

The brief glance between the eyes is already a rare warmth.