Rong Xian stood on the spot, her aura was extremely powerful. She lowered her eyes and swept across the blue clouds and cold smoke, and the corners of her brows and eyes were a natural romantic charm.
"Yuhuang and my fate are mutually exclusive, and you must all know that." She slowly sorted out the messy clothes because of the fight, "After I prove my sermon, only Yuhuang will be affected by this fate."
She glanced at the sleeping Fu Yuhuang with a half-smile, her brows and eyes curved, and she said in a very good mood: "Once I jump out of the influence of fate, Fu Yuhuang's life and death will no longer be in her hands, she must know that in her heart. In order to save her life, she found three bargaining chips, the first one being the incorporation of Hades into Darong as the first bargaining chip."
As for the second one, Bi Yun and Han Yan guessed that this was the heart that Da Xia desperately snatched away.
Thirdly, Han Yan's mind flashed, and she blurted out: "The third bargaining chip is Miss Fu herself. She has become the national teacher of Rongguo. Although she has a detached status, she has no real power and is more under the jurisdiction of Rongguo."
Rong Xian pretended to be surprised and said, "I didn't expect Han Yan to have guessed it right. Oops, when the deity used to play with you, you actually hid yourself. You, a think tank, wasted in the underworld."
Han Yan had a cold sweat on his face, even if he knew that the lord was joking, he didn't dare to take it seriously. After all, the lord is notorious for being moody and careful.
"Respect, Lord, Han Yan is never so smart, Han Yan is a flash of inspiration from time to time." He stammered to make excuses for himself.
Rong Xian thought thoughtfully: "So you are wise and foolish."
Han Yan said with a bitter face: "... Your lord, your subordinates have always been quite mindless. Fifteen thousand years ago, after Demon Lord Ji Shu imprisoned your subordinates in the devil's prison, didn't you tell your subordinates?"
Rong Xian recalled it carefully, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be at that time, no wonder you always feel familiar."
"It is Han Yan's honor to be remembered by the Lord." Han Yan said humbly.
Rong Xian didn't care, her interest in talking seemed to have disappeared in an inadvertent moment, leaving only one sentence: "When the national teacher wakes up, send the national teacher back to Rongguo. The national teacher's house will be completed soon. "
After saying that, he turned around and flew into the Qingluan Chariot.
clang clang~
After two bird calls sounded, the chariot flew into the void, pierced through the space and headed towards Rong Guo.
Not long after, Bu Ci took a group of people and passed over the heads of the three, as if they didn't find them at all.
"What should I do now?" Biyun asked, she looked a little panicked, and the Lord still frightened her when she found fault.
Han Yan wiped away the cold sweat and sighed: "Let's go, send Miss Fu to Rongguo."
Biyun roared: "You are crazy, aren't we going to throw ourselves into the net?"
During the years under the Lord's hands, she was frightened every day, and her hair had turned white several times. Finally got a new boss, but found that the new boss is a thing that kills people and preaches the truth.
After the new boss ascended, she happily thought she was free, but she turned her head to a boss sister who pressed her head. Fortunately, this person has a free and unrestrained personality, as long as she does things well, she is very free.
However, the good times didn't last long. The sister of the boss seemed to have the face of a smart person. Who would have thought that she would be foolish enough to bring her family property and subordinates into the hands of the crazy batch of the former boss.
Biyun: "..." It's too hard to live, the most terrifying thing is that when she dies, she has to work for her in the underworld of madly criticizing her former boss.
This hopeless life almost prevented her from dragging her former boss to death, but it was the force value that held her reason.
Alas, it is so realistic.
After the battle between Fu Yuhuang and Rong Xian, Fu Yuhuang entered the country of Rong and became a national teacher, which also allowed Da Xia and Da Wei to determine the ownership of their hearts.
The Great Zhou Dynasty, in the court of God.
Zhou Tianzi sat on the throne, and in front of him was the first in line heir dressed in a python robe, Prince Zhen.
The two were staring intently at the water mirror in front of them. Hao Ran reflected in the water mirror was the battle between Fu Yuhuang and Rong Xian.
As Zhou Tianzi's thoughts turned, the water mirror in front of him suddenly collapsed, and his expression became extremely complicated: "Should you say that the child didn't come back is a good thing or a bad thing?"
If she really liked the position of the county master of Da Zhou back then, she would not have the title of Emperor Xu, who is now coercing the world. But thinking about it carefully, with Emperor Xu's character, if he really nestled in their Da Zhou, he was worried that Da Zhou couldn't help her tossing.
But that child really drew a clear line with Da Zhou, and when he grew up to be able to communicate with his grandfather on an equal footing, even when he was a potential threat, it was really hard for him to say and accept it.
What is certain is that he is very unpleasant to see his smoky prince and princess.
Don't ask that Emperor Xu is very good, after all, if it is really the second Emperor Xu, he is afraid that he will not be able to sleep soundly. But at least half of it always works.
The results of it
Zhou Tianzi hated that iron was not steel, looked at Sizhen, and said, "Can't you learn like your daughter? A waste."
Sizhen, who was personally attacked, said calmly, "I'm better at learning. Go outside to fight for a piece of land by yourself, and let you take Da Zhou to the grave?"
Zhou Tianzi: "... Go back and think about it behind closed doors."
The unfilial son dared to mock the old father.
Sizhen Shi Shiran went back to retreat, ah, thinking behind closed doors, walking like a dragon.
He looked forward intently, but his eyes did not reflect the scene in front of him. He was thinking about his daughter, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, for hundreds of years, right
Sizhen rubbed her forehead, helpless.
That child is too independent, and it seems that it is the same without him. No, maybe it would be better without him, and with him, the child would be constrained.
Isn't today's trip a test
Father, can't you tolerate your granddaughter
Sizhen's eyes drooped down, and the pupils were as cold as ice, and the cold light refracted and invaded the heart.
"Do you remember that Uncle Qing has some friendship with Qinglong City?" Sizhen asked his subordinates after returning to the palace.
The staff recalled and said: "It is indeed true. When the people of Qinglong City had a conflict with the little prince, Prince Qing took Princess Ning to mediate. The relationship with the young city owner is not bad."
He coughed lightly: "I heard that Princess Ning wanted to marry Jiang Shaocheng, who would have lost to the assassin."
I don't know what Princess Siwenning was thinking. After returning from Qinglong City, she wanted to marry the wandering city lord Jiang Shao. She also said that he was a handsome man she had never seen before, but she backed away within three days. .
In fact, it's no wonder Si Wenning, who would have thought that she was just resolutely pursuing Jiang Feiran's thirteenth fiancée when she died, and ended up being chased and killed by an inexplicable assassin for three days and three nights.
She does not have any rest time, as long as she relaxes, she will worry about her life. And the assassins, actually on fucking shifts.
This is very dog.
Facing the reality, Si Wenning backed away. Alas, no matter how good love is, what's the use of enjoying it without life.
Sizhen also remembered this joke, couldn't help laughing, and then ordered: "Pass the letter, let Uncle Qing get in touch with Jiang Feiran, and let him ask for me if Rong Guo has joined forces with him. ." Otherwise, it makes no sense that the old man would suddenly be so vigilant.
Thank you for the reward, thank you, your name reminds me of "Curse Hui", when I think of the curse, I think of the naughty white cat with sunglasses and the squinting black fox
(End of this chapter)