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In this story, there are a lot of jokes and apocryphal things, and the whole book is turned down, and seven or eight out of ten pages are written about how the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness tried to remove the black fog covering Ah Si, how Ah Si wanted to welcome and refuse, and the two flirted ambiguously.

At the end of the day, he suddenly turned around, writing that Ah Si was smart and capable, and his position was becoming higher and more powerful, which caused the dissatisfaction of the rest of the demon ministers, and deliberately drunk him, wanting to forcibly peel off the black fog covering his face and humiliate him.

Why is it humiliating to peel off the black fog on the cover? Qin Xi was puzzled.

However, the story does not explain this, and soon, the Southern Emperor rushed to punish the demon ministers, and then brought Ah Si back to the Emperor Desert Palace, confided his heart to her, and wanted to accept her as a concubine.

The strange thing is that most of the previous chapters are written that Ah Chu and the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness are interested in each other, and they are about to be happy with each other, but here, she suddenly changed as a person, not only "tactfully refusing each other", but when the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness insisted, she even "begged with her forehead", begging the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness to let her go.

Emperor Nanhuang naturally would not let it go, locked him in the palace, and wanted to forcibly accept him as a concubine. Ah Si couldn't escape in every way, and in despair, he actually had the idea of thorning in a big rebellion.

Taking it for granted, the assassination failed, and the Southern Wilderness Emperor was angry and executed him, but then he was extremely remorseful, and heard that he later eloped with Ling Huyu's favorite concubine, who looked four points similar to Ah Si.

The story came to an abrupt end, and then there was a line of small characters that should have been added by Mr. Xingzhai himself, writing that in order to prevent this story from spreading, Emperor Nanhuang killed 3,000 demons and 5,000 people that year.

In this way, there must be some truth in this ridiculous story that triggered his killing intent.

Interestingly, most of the content in the first half of the script is nonsensical, but in the later stage, it has great ups and downs, and even many things are brushed aside. For example, there is a headless and tailless clip in it, mentioning that after Ah Si's death, a man named Xu Rui knelt outside the Desert Emperor's Palace for several days, begging her remains to return to his hometown, but was expelled from the Southern Wilderness by the Southern Wilderness Emperor.

Xu Rui, if I remember correctly, Zhen Zhen's uncle is called this name.

The person who wrote this story must really know the events of the year, and deliberately wrote the key points ambiguously, such as where did Ah Si come from? Why did he have a black fog? Who is Xu Rui?

Qin Xi pondered for a long time and asked, "Does Mr. Xingzhai know who made this?"

Xingzhai shook his head: "When I learned that the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness had a big killing spree for this book, I sneaked into the prison cell, found a storyteller, and dictated it by him, so that I could record the story, who is the source, I am afraid it will be a mystery forever." ”

"According to Mr., what kind of demon is this Ah Si in the story, covered with black fog?"

Xingzhai said with a smile: "Obviously not a demon, otherwise how dare the demon ministers humiliate her as a high-ranking and powerful courtier? Although the ancient alien race in the Great Wilderness has been dispersed, there are still a few that have been passed down to this day, I guess she is most likely a certain alien race, a human and a non-human, so she can be a desolate emperor, but she is also a group of demons to reject and despise." ”

Qin Xi's heart moved slightly: "Mr. is sure, I think it has been decided." ”

Xingzhai was not stingy, and said with his head bowed: "Since she is covered with black fog on weekdays, maybe she is a remnant of Si Youguo." Si Shi thinks of women, no wife or husband, it all depends on the combination of thoughts and reproduction, so to peel off the black mist is to humiliate her, and she naturally can't be the concubine of the Southern Wilderness Emperor. ”

Thinking of a woman?

As if suddenly Daigo was empowered, the words in Qin Xi's hand almost fell to the ground.

He remembered the signature he got from the top of the Qianzhong Palace before going to the Great Wilderness: The two wildernesses in the south and west, and the deep valley is the mausoleum. To Dingyun, there is no queen for thinking of women.

This incomprehensible sentence originally referred to Zhen Zhen's mother. But what does it really mean? Does it mean that Zhen Zhen's mother has no queen? But she gave birth to Zhen Zhen. Could it be that there are no more thinking women in the world?

Before Qin Xi could think about it, he suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "Sir, sir, go and see the patriarch!

As soon as Xingzhai got up and raised his hand, the huge thick curtain immediately covered the scene in the room, and he turned around and walked out.

It seems that the relationship between this former patriarch and Shi Yang is not tense, and it is really strange that Shi Yang would ask him for help when he was seriously injured.

Qin Xi walked quietly to Ling Fox Zhenzhen's side, she was still concentrating on fighting the pieces of the jade gourd, her hands did not tremble, her eyes did not blink, and the broken jade gourd was already half assembled.

"Don't worry. She reassured him, "I'll have to fight it for a while, and when it's all done, I'll have a way to get it back to normal." ”

Originally, I just wanted to find something to interrupt her, to prevent her from tangling her memories and touching Pan Shensi, who wanted to make her so troubled.

Qin Xi sighed and sat down beside her: "Little senior sister will talk to junior brother." ”

"Okay, you say I'll listen. "Ling Fox Zhenzhen is particularly perfunctory.

A hand held her cheek and turned her around, and he was in front of her, inexplicably unreasonable: "Then you look at the junior brother and listen." ”

The brown jewel-like eyes looked at him dissatisfied, and for some reason, Qin Xi suddenly remembered that Si Shi and Si Nu only relied on thoughts to combine and reproduce, and at that time, they must look at each other to fuse each other's thoughts.

He only felt that his ears were hot, so he pretended to look away calmly, but she approached her, as if to touch his cheek, and he hurriedly stepped back, and heard her say strangely: "Your face is so red." ”

"Maybe it's because the tent is not breathable. Qin Xi's tone was calm, and after a while, he suddenly asked her, "Little Senior Sister, has your uncle always been your uncle?"

Ling Fox Zhenzhen looked at him in surprise: "Why do you keep asking strange questions?

He said lightly: "I see that the trivial things you just told Mr. Xingzhai seem to be that since the age of seven, your uncle has not been as kind as before, as if he has changed as a person, and he often goes out and does not return for many months. ”

Ling Hu Zhenzhen thought for a while: "Maybe it's because the older I get, the more naughty I become? Uncle annoyed me for a while, so I cried and quarreled with him, and then he became better and better to me." ”

She's an uncle, it's really weird, and it's very important.

Judging from the story, Xu Rui should be familiar with Zhen Zhen's mother, maybe a clansman, or a friend who knows her details. However, in reality, he is more familiar with Ling Fox Feather, and can even guide the Zhen Zhen Dragon Group Flying Blade.

Qin Xi suddenly had a terrible thought, maybe her uncle changed people halfway.

The withering of the family, the killing of the father and the mother, and the tragic death of the benefactor who raised the benefactor, the person who was born in the thunderstorm night in line with this life experience is the one who is destined for the pan god silk.

Raising her benefactor is immortal, she can't hold the Panshen Silk.

Could it be that this is also made by the Yingqiao Fairy? But if the fairy is really "her", most of the pursuit and killing of herself and Cong Hua is to get rid of the people who are destined for the gods, in this case, why bother to cultivate a fox Zhenzhen? This is contrary to her approach.

Qin Xi thought about it, and tapped his fingertips lightly on his forehead, and suddenly heard Linghu Zhenzhen say lightly: "Qin Yuanxi, I sometimes dream that my uncle is talking to me fiercely, but I can't remember this when I wake up." Mr. Kosai said that I had forgotten many things, and that I would be glad if I had forgotten the unpleasant things. ”

He was silent for a while, and asked, "Has the little senior sister ever dreamed that the junior brother was talking to you fiercely?"

She was amused: "Not really, you always smile at me in your dreams." ”

Qin Xi said leisurely: "Then the next time the junior brother also has a straight face for you in the dream, you will know that the dream is just a dream." ”

"You mean, you're smiling at me every day from now on?"

"When won't my brother laugh?"

"It depends on what kind of laughter. Ling Fox Zhenzhen looked straight into his eyes, "There are actually very few smiles in the eyes." ”

Qin Xi slowly moved his gaze: "Senior brother worries about cultivation every day, where can he be as innocent as the little senior sister, and there is no city in his heart." ”

She was happy again: "The last eight words are praising me?"

He sneered and smashed her head back: "Fight your jade gourd." ”

She held the small and smooth jade gourd tightly in one hand, as if asking for credit: "It's done, you wait." ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of blood-red Wakaki bark paper from his arms, pulled out a hairpin, poked his fingertips on it, dipped in blood and drew a very complex talisman very steadily, and then wrapped the jade gourd with rune paper: "Tear it off after a while, and it will be as good as ever." ”

Qin Xi held her still bleeding fingertips with one hand, and the silver light of the healing technique swallowed out, while the other hand picked up the jade gourd wrapped in talisman paper.

"Don't tear it, it's more imposing with the rune paper. ”

He looked down at the intact jade gourd, pressed the blood paper wrapped around it, and carefully put it in his sleeve.

At this moment, the low-hanging curtain suddenly rose, and Mr. Xingzhai walked in, looking quite cautious: "I saw the white-haired Mo Lan Ling you said at Shi Yang's residence, and half of her demon pill was indeed taken away. ”

The Ten Thousand Rats Demon Monarch on the opposite side crawled over with a roll: "How is she?!"

Xingzhai shook his head: "I see that she is sometimes sober, sometimes confused, and most likely someone casts spells on her other half of the demon pill to try to manipulate her sanity." He went to such great lengths to deal with a servant, what is the identity of this Mo Lan, and what is his ability?"

"She is a black jade peony with extremely rare blood. Qin Xi said, "Specializing in the Illusory Incense Soul Destroying Array, when the three methods are complete, almost no one can defend against it. ”

The Ten Thousand Rats Demon Monarch was simply angry: "Don't talk nonsense! Where is Shi Yang's residence?