The next day, Concubine Chan rummaged through the boxes and cabinets early in the morning, took out jewelry and silver notes from the compartment of the secret agency, and then changed into decent clothes.
After finishing her work, she found that her son was awake and looking at her with his big black eyes.
Concubine Chan's face was originally tense and anxious, but when she saw her son, all the negative emotions dissipated.
The maternal love in her heart was aroused, she opened the red pocket of her blouse and started breastfeeding.
The one-year-old boy let out a cute burp.
She slowly straightened out the wrinkles in her clothes and straightened them out in front of the bronze mirror. Then she sat next to the boy, looked at him tenderly and dotingly, and stretched out her fingers to play with him.
Xia Ji fought in the terrifying source of calamity for more than a thousand years, and was finally crowned the Lord of the Calamity in another world. Now that he has been reincarnated, he is also adapting to "how to be a human being" again.
He really had almost forgotten about it.
If he goes out now, he might remember to kill him.
Because only killing is enough in Jieyuan.
Cutting out a path of bones, leading him up the ladder to heaven, calcining the Dharma body with a realm of blazing fire, swinging the sword for fifteen years, and wandering for nearly a hundred years. Killing, devouring, fighting, and waiting are the themes of those thousand years, and the theme of the future. Still so.
Therefore, in order to complete the "transition from the supreme world to the human being", he followed his nature obediently, like a kitten or puppy, looking at the only waving finger in the world in front of him, stretched out his two small hands, and babbling in his mouth Yelled, and then grabbed the finger.
The touch between fingertips brings a warm current, a warm fusion between heart and heart.
Concubine Chan seemed to have become a child, shouting and teasing, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!"
She stretched her finger to the right, and the boy's eyes turned to the right.
She stretched her fingers to the left side, and the boy raised a pair of small hands to grab the left side.
After a while, the boy got tired. He closed his eyes and relaxed into a dream, completely ignoring his current position, and fell asleep.
Concubine Chan looked at her son's "miraculous" sleeping posture and couldn't help but laugh again. No matter how dark and desperate this place was, with her son, there was light in the world.
She carefully turned her son's sleeping position over, changing him from an "unbelievable sleeping position" to a normal lying flat position, and by this time Xiao Wu had already arrived.
When she was 1.5 meters tall, she opened the door and was about to walk in. Suddenly she found that the boy was already asleep. She hurriedly slowed down her steps and walked in quietly.
Concubine Chan nodded to her.
One meter five also nodded.
Then Concubine Chan collected her jewelry and silver notes and went out.
New national teachers are required to undergo an "obedience test."
Maybe he doesn't really need these gold and silver jewelry, but he needs to really see who is obedient and who is not, and who can be obedient to the greatest extent.
The sect is like heaven to the dynasty.
The national preceptor is the representative of the dynasty sent by the sect, which is a very good job.
The ** palace, the dominant palace, is called the emperor's harem, but is actually the harem of the state master. These are not too rare things, but no matter the sect or the dynasty, they will deliberately leave a veil of shame to block others. The sight has nothing to do with interests, it’s just human nature.
The new national master's name is Bifengzi, who has been practicing hard in the sect for sixty years. With the experience of many predecessors, he barely broke through the peak of the eleventh realm, broke away from the longevity of a mortal, and regained the body of a young man.
He did some planning, and with his connections, he was able to come to Qi State, a subordinate state of this sect, to be a national advisor.
He wanted to make up for what he had not done in the sixty years of hard work and live freely in the world without leaving any regrets.
Bifengzi's face was as white as jade, and there was a smile in his eyes, but this smile concealed a bit of ruthlessness and judgment, as if what he saw in front of him was not a person, but an object for him to choose.
At this time, the announcement came from outside.
"Concubine Chan, please see me~~~~"
The corners of his lips curled up, and he said from a distance: "Come in."
moment…
Concubine Chan was led in by the eunuch. When she saw the young man sitting in the middle with his legs crossed, she bowed and said, "I have seen the imperial master."
Bifengzi did not answer. His eyes swept over the concubine in front of him, as if she was for his evaluation without any clothes. The warmth that Hua Xiaochan showed when getting along with her son gave her a unique charm, which made Bifengzi His eyes lit up, not that he liked it directly, but at least it was on his list of options.
So, he said coldly: "Sit down."
"yes."
Hua Xiaochan responded, she sat down, and then put the banknotes and jewelry she brought quietly on the table.
Bifengzi waved his sleeves, photographed the object from a distance, and took the jewelry and silver notes directly.
Hua Xiaochan was stunned for a moment when she saw this. As far as she knew, he was the strongest expert in the palace, and even the original number one expert in the Hua family couldn't do these things lightly.
She couldn't help but feel nervous.
Bifengzi glanced at the banknotes and jewelry, with a look of worry on his face.
He snorted coldly with an air of superiority: "The emperor needs concubines with sufficient spiritual energy around him. Concubine Chan is beautiful, but her spiritual energy does not seem to be enough. How can she stay by the emperor's side?"
Hua Xiaochan was stunned, she didn't know how to answer.
At this time, Bifengzi's whole body exuded a cold air, and the power belonging to the eleventh realm was slightly stimulated. The concentrated blood was beating on the skin like a drumstick, making a dull soft sound, and a powerful momentum enveloped that place. On the concubine who only knows some rudimentary martial arts.
Hua Xiaochan couldn't help being shocked. She was horrified in her heart. No matter how well-trained she was, her feet couldn't help but tremble. This was a biological instinct.
At this time, she only felt that the young man sitting in the middle of the lobby seemed to have become a monster, a monster whose life level was different from hers.
Her body softened and she collapsed on the seat.
Bifengzi took back his breath and drank tea calmly.
The entire lobby was silent.
There was only the sound of him sipping his tea.
He seemed to have forgotten that there was a concubine in the hall, and was just drinking tea by himself.
It wasn't until the tea was finished that he waved his hand and said, "Come to my alchemy palace in a few days and be a fan boy."
Hua Xiaochan was frightened in her heart, but she felt calm and gritted her teeth and said directly: "Master, I am the emperor's concubine after all... This is not in line with etiquette."
"present?"
Bifengzi burst out laughing, as if he had heard the best joke in the world.
Hua Xiaochan felt extremely terrified.
Bifengzi stopped laughing, nodded and said: "What Concubine Chan said is true, we still have to let Qi Xiu pass on the decree."
Hua Xiaochan felt a chill rush to her head, and she hurriedly said: "National Master, my child is just one year old, but... can you postpone it for two years? After that, Xiaochan is willing to be a boy to help the National Master refine elixirs."
Bifengzi sneered. If he wanted, he could even let the emperor use "boy" as a medicine. He thought about what it would be like to see a woman in despair.
Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. Women who don’t know what to do should be punished.
Just a mortal with a lifespan of a hundred years.
They're just people I can kill with a snap of my fingers.
What qualifications do you have to bargain with yourself
Does she really know who she is facing
At this moment, the eunuch's announcement came from the distance.
The sharp drake shouted in his voice: "Empress Yafei, please see me~~~"
Bifengzi looked at Concubine Chan with a smile and said, "Go back."
Hua Xiaochan stood up fearfully and walked out. When she walked to the door, she saw Ya Fei.
Yafei's face was also a little stiff...
The national advisor may amass wealth, sex, resources, or use the power of a country to explore some secrets...
And Bifengzi, who had just arrived, was obviously showing off his beauty.
…
In the afternoon, Hua Xiaochan returned to the almost deserted palace in the corner.
She rubbed the corners of her eyes with her hands to make her sadness less obvious, and then opened the door.
Xiao Wu is feeding his son porridge.
There was a faint smell of snow pear in the air, which was obviously cooked with autumn pear and rice.
And my son actually opened his mouth obediently and drank the porridge.
That cute look filled Hua Xiaochan's heart with deep love, and her son's ability to drink porridge also made her feel relieved...
She recalled the indifferent look in the Imperial Master's eyes before leaving, and felt a little panicked in her heart.
Why not go and beg the Emperor? After all, the Emperor is the king of a country, and Xiaoyu is his son. Even if a tiger is poisoned, it cannot eat its child. He will not sit idly by and ignore it, right
Thinking of this, she had some unfounded hope, sat down next to Xiao Wu and her son, and showed a bright smile.
…
In the afternoon of the next day, Hua Xiaochan asked to see the emperor.
She waited for a long time before the emperor summoned her.
However…
The result was not ideal.
The emperor seemed angry that she was taking up his time, and asked her to go back impatiently, saying that she didn't understand anything. He also said that the imperial preceptor was an expert, an immortal. If the imperial preceptor had arrangements, it would be as I said personally. Word.
That night…
After her son fell asleep, Hua Xiaochan quietly got out of bed, ran to the window and couldn't help crying, her tears flowing out in large drops.
She opened the window slit, and the autumn moon was almost full. Its bright light revealed a long strip on the wooden table, like a dagger, telling her... Unless she died, she would be freed, otherwise she would sink into this turbid and evil world.
She murmured: "A little impatience will ruin a big plan... I still have Xiaoyu, I must endure it, I must endure it."
She clenched her fists.
Decided to endure it.
Go and accept the consequences.
Go force a smile.
…
At midnight.
Xia Ji opened his eyes.
The terrifying power was carefully transmitted from the inner heart to the heart of the baby boy.
The endurance of heavenly beings is obviously far greater than that of ordinary people.
He passed it slowly, making the connection between the heart and the inner heart closer.
With just one thought, you can tap into the inner heart's own true power.
One thought can completely withdraw the true power.
This adaptive process lasted for three days and three nights without anyone noticing.
And the heart of the baby boy can already bear part of his true power...
So, at midnight on the fourth day, he suddenly sat up from his bed and tapped Hua Xiaochan's sleeping acupuncture points with his little hand so that she would not be awakened by any movement again.
After doing this, Xia Ji got out of bed, put on his seventeen-size shoes, opened the window with a snap of his fingers, and then his little body jumped out of the window.
Walking silently, like a ghost, in a palace in a mortal country, it was not easy for Xia Ji, who had temporarily regained his power.
And these days, Xia Ji has long known what happened to Concubine Chan and the trouble she encountered.
He didn't mean to cause trouble.
But if trouble comes to his face, he still doesn't mind solving the problem directly, otherwise he will have to listen to Concubine Chan saying "a small impatience will ruin a big plan" every day...
However, how big of a plot does this need to be tolerated
The imperial master's palace is easy to find.
Xia Ji took advantage of the black clouds floating in the sky to overlook the entire palace hall and glanced at the terrain.
The bright moon was obscured by black clouds, and then dispersed after a minute or two.
At the transition between light and darkness, Xia Ji had already arrived at the imperial master's palace.
Bifengzi was looking through a book. Strictly speaking, it was not a book, but a task assigned to him by the sect.
As a national master, you have to do something to help the sect, right
As he was watching, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The window moved, and the cold autumn wind came from outside.
Bifengzi shook his head and closed the window with a wave of his hand.
Just about to turn his head,
Suddenly he felt a terrifying momentum coming over him,
His soul seemed to fall into the deep icy abyss in an instant, a bone-chilling chill arose from the inside out, his heart could not beat, and his energy and blood stopped flowing.
He couldn't breathe, couldn't even turn around, only his eyes were moving.
But no matter how hard I turned, I couldn't see anything.
He could feel something coming from behind him, but he couldn't move. It was a threat that came from a life that far exceeded his own number of times.
Just like he was intimidating those concubines.
At this time, he was also intimidated.
He threatened the concubines, but they were still trembling.
But at this time, he couldn't even tremble.
Because the person behind him was so different from him.
Like a mayfly facing the eternal dragon,
The dust covers the Cangshan Mountain with snow,
Fireflies shine against the scorching sun.
Bifengzi wanted to speak, to kneel down and beg for mercy, but he couldn't do anything.
His aloof and calm mood completely disappeared, leaving only a heart that had collapsed and despaired.
He tried his best to hum the word "spare my life" tremblingly like a mosquito, with a crying voice.
but no response...
There is a monster hiding in the darkness behind him.
No, it's a god.
The seventeen-size shoe took a step forward, leaving no sound on the ground, and no dusty excitement.
Because Xia Ji was completely flying across the sky, his feet were always three inches away from the ground.
He walked behind the arrogant Imperial Master, who decided to live a free life without any regrets, and yawned.
Alas, I still get tired too easily.
I quickly solved the trouble and went back to sleep.
Poor sleep can affect development.
So, Xia Ji casually raised his hand and placed it on the back of Bifengzi's thigh.
Bifengzi:? ?
What kind of number is this
Why are you touching your thigh
ah…
He got it.
He hurriedly showed a flattering smile and wanted to shout "I do".
But in the next moment, all his thoughts were shattered.
Because, a terrifying pure black flame followed the small hand into his abdominal cavity, erasing his internal organs from this world bit by bit, just like a rubber erasing him from this space.
This is the Black Emperor's Flame of Annihilation.
Beyond the pure black flames, there is a layer of faint yellow flames. Even if someone suddenly arrives at this time, they will only see a national master who is concentrating on reading and will not notice anything abnormal.
This is the illusory flame of Lord Mirage.
It probably took a few seconds.
Bifengzi has completely disappeared from this world, leaving not a trace of dust behind.
Xia Ji had already yawned a lot. He hurriedly returned to the place where he slept, jumped in from the window, lay down obediently on his bed, covered himself with the quilt, transferred the power back to the inner heart, and then fell asleep.