The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today

Chapter 21: You can reach for the stars with your hands

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Her red lips are sultry, and her jade teeth are fragrant.

After all, Wei Jinchao was unable to resist the temptation. His Adam's apple twitched and he lowered his head.

Even if what she gave him was poison, he would happily take it.

Mei Xueyi smoothly poured the Ganoderma lucidum soup into his mouth. For some reason, this time I could clearly feel the temperature and touch of his lips.

The bridge of his nose was unusually straight, and the tip of his cold nose rubbed against her cheek. Their breaths were connected, and the light fragrance was lingering.

Her breathing was slightly hurried, and there seemed to be ants crawling on her back.

She had been kissed and plundered by him so many times, and she thought she was used to it, but she didn't expect that something strange would happen if he took the initiative to give her a medicine.

At the moment when her breathing was disordered, a little soup stuck into her throat. She pushed him away, coughing until she was out of breath.

He laughed and reached out to pat her back gently to help her calm down.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, she was panting, and she felt extremely weak.

Thinking back to when she was a demon, even if she was stabbed through by a knife, she would just pull the knife out and return it to its owner. At that time, she could not imagine that she would become so virtuous after choking on a small mouthful of concoction.

The brave, cruel and terrifying blood-clothed devil was getting further and further away from her.

It's all this stupid king's fault. He was deliberately raising her to death.

Mei Xueyi raised her eyes bitterly and glared at him with tear-filled eyes.

His eyes suddenly paused.

After taking Ganoderma lucidum, his health should have improved immediately, but instead he breathed more violently, and his handsome face turned blue, as if he had taken poison.

"His Majesty?"

He waved his sleeves, frowned and whispered, "I hate the smell of mushrooms the most."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

At this moment, Hunjun looks a bit cute.

On the day when the Weiguo army arrived at Jiawuguan, Jinling finally changed.

When she received the letter, Mei Xueyi felt her fingertips tingling slightly, and she couldn't tell whether it was because of tightening or excitement.

The white-robed monks really appeared, but the current situation was completely different from the story in the storybook. These monks had no time to take action against Weiguo at the moment.

Wei Jinchao has disturbed the waters of Jinling. Now all the soldiers and horses of Jinling are surrounding the capital of Jinling. If Qin Ji wants all the people to return to her heart and become the human emperor, she cannot kill the people of Jinling and can only adopt a gentle policy of defeating and appeasing them. -Policy.

The white-robed monks helped Qin Ji successfully win several battles, but from the lines of the information, it was clear that they were helpless and extremely aggrieved.

Hunjun tilted his body and took the newspaper from Mei Xueyi's hand. He squinted and looked up at it for a while, then threw it aside with a slight sneer.

Mei Xueyi covered her lips and smiled softly: "It seems that Your Majesty still has time to build the star-catching platform."

He said nonchalantly: "If the money is spent properly, there will be nothing that cannot be done."

"Oh?" Mei Xueyi didn't believe it. In the Immortal Realm, you really can't do whatever you want if you have money.

The army traveled day and night to return to the capital of Weiwang.

When entering the city, Wei Jinchao opened the car curtain and motioned Mei Xueyi to look out - he saw that the high platform, which was originally only about one-fifth covered, had now risen from the ground, and the top could not be seen when looking up.

She sighed in shock: "It's true, money can make all the difference."

He raised a cold, thin hand out of the window, and the chariot stopped immediately.

He supported her and set foot on the land of the royal capital.

"Queen, we're home." The voice was low and hoarse, extremely solemn.

Mei Xueyi couldn't help but be in a daze for a moment.

The sight in front of her was clearly empty, but she had the illusion out of thin air. Under the city gate, it seemed that there were soldiers and people standing there, with eyes saying, "Take the queen home."

Take the queen home.

Their king lived up to expectations and really held her hand and brought her back.

Her eye sockets were a little hot and itchy, her heartbeat was stagnant, and her breathing was erratic. Her body leaned forward softly, and he took her into his arms in time.

His big hands were firm and strong, and he supported her. His thin and sickly body was like a tree that would not fall down or a mountain that would not tilt, allowing her to rely on it.

Mei Xueyi panted slightly, feeling indescribable in her heart.

She felt that she might be too lacking in love.

In the past, there were only three puppets who accompanied her, and every living person who appeared around her wanted her life. She had been alone for so long that she no longer knew how to face love and kindness. Now, a false story in a storybook made her empathize so much.

She took a deep breath and said angrily: "I have been sitting in the car for so long that I have forgotten how to walk."

"Move around and you'll be fine."

He led her to the star-catching platform and climbed to the top of the platform along the long steps around the platform.

The first half of the star-catching platform has not yet been completed, only a complete frame has been erected.

Looking at the wooden frames missing the black granite, Wei Jinchao's long ink-like eyebrows frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, and sighed lowly: "Blank... tsk."

Mei Xueyi tilted her head and snickered.

A big hand came around from behind, pressed her head, and pulled her face back.

"Don't smile at others." The voice of gritted teeth sounded darkly against the shell of the ear.

Mei Xueyi: "?"

When did she smile at others.

With a glance, he saw a group of patrolling soldiers walking on the city wall a hundred feet away.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

He could see her smiling from so far away. Did he mistake others for a falcon

This foolish king's paranoid possessiveness was becoming more and more outrageous day by day. If he continued like this, sooner or later she would be locked on the bed and never see anyone else. Mei Xueyi cursed in her heart, but put on a sweet smile on her face. She held Hunjun's thin and hard arm and exhaled like a blue: "Your Majesty, watch your step."

Climbing onto the rough platform and looking down, the entire royal city turned into a small square. Looking around, you can see mountains, rivers and rivers all under your feet, and the clouds flowing in the distance are at eye level and clustered in clusters.

Seriously, you can touch the bright moon when you look up, and pick the stars when you look down.

The wind at high altitude is different from that on the ground, as if you can rise to heaven by riding the wind.

Mei Xueyi looked around, then withdrew her gaze and landed on the edge of the star-catching platform.

She found that strange-looking crossbows were mounted in every direction.

"Your Majesty, is this the kind of crossbow that will be destroyed in one hit?"

"No," he bent his cold jade-like long fingers and tapped the crossbow body, "it can be used repeatedly. The fired crossbow arrows are only consumables."

Mei Xueyi breathed a long sigh of relief: "Finally, we can save the Star Reaching Platform."

The jade crossbow that destroyed half of the star-catching platform with one strike really left a deep impression on her.

Wei Jinchao laughed dumbly: "One crossbow arrow is worth eight star-catching platforms."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

She covered her heart and pretended: "Don't, don't say it... I own this palace!"

Hunjun laughed happily.

The ink-like eyebrows are curved, and the long eyelashes seem to be twinkling with stars.

"Why are crossbows and arrows so expensive?" she lamented.

He said in a low voice as if he were talking about the price of cabbage: "Jade fire and glazed jade."

Mei Xueyi was slightly stunned.

Ordinary people in the Immortal Sect have never even heard of this thing.

Under the Nine Netherworld, on the bank of the Huangquan River, the Yin Stone calcined by the fire will never go out. Over time, the Yin Stone that was repeatedly melted turned into jade fire glazed jade. Only it can withstand the burning of the Nine Nether Fires. Mei Xueyi only came into contact with these legendary objects when she killed the guardians of the realm of life and death and picked the Heavenly Dao Fruit.

She blinked her eyes and thought to herself, Hunjun's crossbow-arrow is a good name.

He smiled lightly and walked to the center of the high platform.

Mei Xueyi couldn't help being frightened: "Your Majesty, be careful."

The platform has not yet been completed, and there are only many sandalwood trees in the middle.

Looking down from the gap, it is bottomless and deep. She was not afraid of heights, but her body was too delicate and she did not dare to step onto those single-plank bridges for fear of getting dizzy.

Hunjun is walking on flat ground. I saw him walking to the middle, taking out an ordinary paper bag from his sleeve, and throwing it into the bottomless abyss.

Mei Xueyi listened intently for a while, but didn't hear the sound of landing.

He stepped back on the swaying board and said, "Zhao Runru. Crushing bones and raising ashes, suppress it."

He had mentioned before that he would behead several of the rebellious ministers in the storybook and put them on the star-catching platform.

Mei Xueyi lowered her head and looked at the rough platform, and said with some embarrassment: "After it is completed, how should we fill it with Qin Ji's ashes?"

Although she still didn't know how to deal with those white-robed monks, it was still possible to talk in advance and strengthen her ambition to destroy the enemy's majesty.

He laughed, his smile gentle and friendly: "It doesn't matter, there is another way."

He walked down the high platform with her in his arms, and when he saw her panting slightly halfway, he hooked her waist and hugged her sideways.

Mei Xueyi felt like she was flying as her robe was blown by the wind in mid-air.

Arriving at the audience, he had just put her down and stabilized her when he heard a powerful roar from behind him: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The deafening sound made Hunjun stagger.

Wei Jinzhao leaned down, pressed against Mei Xueyi's ear and said maliciously: "Queen, your sworn brother is here."

Mei Xueyi: "???" This voice sounded old. How could he be her adopted brother? What kind of strange custom is this

When I looked around, I saw that the man was wearing heavy armor. He looked to be around fifty years old. There was a familiar shadow between his slender eyebrows and eyes, which seemed familiar.

After Mei Xueyi was stunned for a moment, she suddenly realized.

This is Shen Xiuzhu's old father, Duke Dingguo, Shen Pingcheng.

“…”

She said last time that she would adopt Shen Xiuzhu as her adopted son. If Shen Xiuzhu was an adopted son, wouldn't his father become her adopted brother? After all, it is impossible for a minister to climb on the king's head and become a step-brother.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

"Why." Hunjun turned to Shen Pingcheng calmly and said warmly, "Ai Qing defended the Qishu defense line for Gu, are you anxious to get reward?"

Shen Pingcheng took a deep breath and said in a loud voice: "The civil strife in Jinling is a great opportunity for us to expand our territory. Your Majesty can forget about leaving the army to serve as a court. Why don't you seize the time to build up military affairs! Is there still time to build this useless platform?!"

Wei Jinchao said calmly: "The queen is worried that this rough platform will damage Gu's face, so naturally she has to build it first. Queen, come and have justice with you..."

Mei Xueyi covered his mouth in time.

Asking him to say the word 'adopted brother' in front of others would make her lose her face.

She glared at him warningly, seeing him slightly raising his eyebrows, and a glimmer of success flashed in his dark eyes.

Mei Xueyi heard Shen Pingcheng hiss.

Looking back, I saw that the veteran's eyes were in a trance, and his face was full of pain and disbelief - the girl he had seen growing up since he was a child had been led astray by this foolish king for only a few months! Where is Duanfang Shuya’s Mei Xueyi? She is nothing short of a demon queen who is bringing disaster to the country!

Mei Xueyi withdrew her hand from Hunjun's face and pretended that nothing happened.

Hun Jun inadvertently introduced her own life to her. She knew that Mei Xueyi had grown up under the care of the Shen family, and that Ding Guogong was like her old father.

This foolish king clearly deliberately showed her love as husband and wife to him in front of her elders and the father of her love rival.

Shen Pingcheng calmed down and hugged Wei Jinchao heavily: "How dare you! Risk your life to speak to Your Majesty and the Queen! For thousands of years, I, David, have been a wise king, working hard and diligently..."

Wei Jinchao raised his hand to interrupt him.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have something urgent to do." He frowned with two ink-like eyebrows and raised his feet to run away.

"Then tell the queen!" Shen Pingcheng shouted.

Hunjun stared at Mei Xueyi with a solitary look, shook her little hand tightly, and immediately disappeared behind the corridor without looking back.

Mei Xueyi: "..." Sure enough, the most troublesome thing for Hunjun is always the loyal ministers and good generals who are loud and talkative.

Is it appropriate to just send someone to her like this

She cleared her throat, turned her head, and gave the veteran a dignified smile.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Hun Jun walked away, Shen Pingcheng's expression suddenly changed.

"Xiao Meizi!" She spoke in a protective tone, "How are you doing in the palace? Did King Wei bully you?! If you are unhappy, just tell your cousin, I will fight for my life. I also want to make the decision for you!”

Mei Xueyi looked at him in astonishment. After a while, she recovered and shook her head: "Your Majesty treated me very well."

I saw the veteran slapping his thigh angrily: "My cousin, I've been at the border for the past few years, and I was careless when I came back occasionally. I didn't notice that this brat Xiuzhu was messing around with Mei Qiaoqiao, which made you suffer a lot! That's all, Wei. As long as the king treats you well, that bastard Shen Xiuzhu will have to kowtow and salute when he sees you in the future. I feel happy for you just thinking about it! He deserves it! You can be angry with him for the rest of your life!"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

It was obvious that this was her own son who loved her more than he loved himself.

"Xiao Meizi!" Shen Ping said sincerely, "Our Majesty may seem dull and cruel, but he actually has his own ideas. It's not a bad thing if you follow him. But accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, so you must be more careful. , don’t really think of him as a fool!”

Mei Xueyi: "..." So in the eyes of others, does she regard Hunjun as a fool

"Your Majesty is in poor health, hurry up and give birth to a heir apparent. My cousin will fully support you. If you become the Queen Mother in the future, life will be much easier." Shen Pingcheng fisted and told.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

He dared to say such treacherous things because he was really doing it for her.

Being treated kindly by everyone around her made her feel a little strange.

"However, I still have to persuade His Majesty!" The veteran looked up at the rough platform and pointed sadly, "Just like this, it's just a waste! Extravagance and waste! How much does it cost!"

Mei Xueyi felt quite guilty. It seems that the Hunjun did not let this loyal minister know that he also had dragon nets worth five star-catching platforms and eight crossbows and arrows worth one star-catching platform...

She calmed down her expression and said sternly: "My cousin can go and see the monk that your Majesty captured first. Now that the situation has changed, your Majesty has his own reasons for doing this. The decisive battle with Jinling is imminent. My cousin is the pillar of the country and it is his duty to do so. Get ready.”

Shen Pingcheng's eyes were dazed for a moment. This is the Xiao Meizi he is familiar with! She had loved hearing war stories since she was a child. When he was teaching this girl how to order troops on the battlefield, Shen Xiuzhu, who was two years older than her, could only play with a brush and get ink on her face.

For some reason, the old man suddenly felt sad, as if he had lost something and found it again.

He turned his face quickly and covered his nose: "I know. Take care of yourself!"

Looking at Shen Pingcheng's leaving figure, Mei Xueyi suddenly realized why Hunjun had been merciful to Shen Xiuzhu again and again.

He must have regarded Duke Dingguo as half his father-in-law.

Letters and reports from Jinling flew into the Chaomu Palace like snowflakes.

Now Qin Ji is busy dealing with the vassal kings of Jinling and has no time to be distracted. The spies could easily pass the information from the Jinling Palace back to Weiguo, even recording how many tea cups Qin Ji dropped.

The white-robed monks came to the mortal world from the fairyland with the purpose of avenging Zhao Runru. And if Qin Ji wants to be the emperor, she must stabilize the country and bring the world back to its center. Only then can she be qualified to send troops to attack the guards and compete for the imperial power. Now she could only try her best to drag the monks, not only to ask them to help her surrender the feudal king, but also to stop them from killing people in Jinling. She was busy mediating every day and was exhausted.

Different from the chaos in Jinling, Mei Xueyi's life is more comfortable and luxurious than before.

After the last time she got a headache from reading a book under the scorching sun, Wei Jinchao replaced her with a brand-new light smoke screen window. No matter it was cloudy or sunny, her bedroom was always filled with soft light evenly.

The entire imperial concubine's couch is made of pearls the size of rice grains. Lying on it is like floating on breaking waves.

What he wears is not a fluffy cloak, but a rare fire silk yarn. It's as thin as a cicada's wings, so you don't feel cold when walking in the ice and snow while wearing it.

During the day, they ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, and at night they burned chalcedony candles.

Seeing Qin Ji conquering the Jinling vassal kings one by one, and the expedition of the guards was about to be put on the agenda, Mei Xueyi felt more at ease when spending money - what money should be saved, what if she couldn't defeat those monks? Save it and give it to the enemy

"Your Majesty," she closed the latest military information in her hand, "in three days, troops will be dispatched from Jinling. Have the people along the way been evacuated?"

"The queen always has the world in her heart!" His body pressed up against her from behind, his thin lips lingering near her ear, and his low voice fell into her heart, "If you have the time, why don't you look at me more."

Mei Xueyi turned around in his arms.

Seeing that his eyes had turned dark and burning.

This faint king seems to never be tired, tired, or tired. He was greedy for her, and his morbid and addictive look was frightening.

Mei Xueyi's eyes fell on his face.

Cold white complexion, slightly cold lines due to thinness, immortal eyebrows, and exquisite light-colored thin lips.

With such a beautiful face, it’s really hard to find anyone else. Even when you are sick, you can still paint.

His long eyes were slightly closed, he bowed, lowered his head, and asked for her permission with his lips almost separated from hers.

Of course, it was only because the atmosphere was so good at this moment that he had such a gentle gentlemanly demeanor. On weekdays, he always displays his true character as a tyrant to the fullest, cutting off what is necessary and never dragging his feet.

His warmth and breath infected her.

'Just have fun while you're here...' Mei Xueyi thought, closing her eyes and lightly touching his thin lips as an invitation.

As she hugged the white jade couch and indulged in her ups and downs, she did not forget to ask again: "Have all the people along the way been evacuated?"

Hunjun smiled bitterly, held her lower lip in his mouth, and grinded his teeth: "It's gone!"

That night, she also completely fell apart.

Qin Ji took the monks as the vanguard and began to attack the guards.

Mei Xueyi was surprised to find that her life had not become different.

If I have to say the difference...

The intelligence coming back from the front line is even more interesting.

When the Jinling army entered Weiguo's first frontier city with great momentum, they were surprised to find that the people standing on the city wall were actually scarecrows wearing armor.

The Wei people had abandoned the city at some point, leaving only an empty city. The most shocking thing is that before evacuating, they also changed the layout of the houses and streets, and set up countless traps. The Jinling people marching along the road easily fell into the pits.

Although no one was killed, it was terrible and unlucky.

Several cities in a row were in the same situation.

Qin Ji and the monk were dissatisfied with each other, and their grudges grew stronger.

The deeper we go into the hinterland of Weiguo, the more bizarre the situation becomes - Jinling people don't even see a single living person on the land of Weiguo. Wherever there should be people, there are scarecrows standing there, with their straw-like faces skewed, looking like they are mocking the incompetence of Jinling people.

The march was extremely smooth, so smooth that it was frustrating. Even if the marching route was deliberately changed, they were still greeted by a city full of straw men. In the country of Wei, not a single living person could be encountered, and not a single copper coin could be found.

"I don't believe that Wei Jinchao doesn't even want the royal city!" Qin Ji was furious.

Finally, the army passed through the deserted Canglang Pass and pressed into the frozen plains in front of King Wei's capital.

The city gate was wide open, and on top of the city walls of Kyoto, there were also densely packed, motionless scarecrows in armor.

Along the way, Jinling Jun, Qin Ji and the monks were fed up with the smell of thatch, and immediately felt nauseated when they saw the scarecrow.

Standing under the ancient gate of Kyoto, the leader of the monks had a gloomy face, frowning and pointing to the star-catching platform that towered into the sky in the royal city: "Is that the star-catching platform?"

You can't tell from the inside, but at least from the outside, this Chinese terrace has been completely completed, clearly demonstrating the word luxury.

"Yes, that's the Star Reaching Platform." Qin Ji looked helplessly at the still empty lonely city, "Where on earth did Wei Jinzhao hide all the people!"

"There is someone on the star-catching platform." The white-robed monk said solemnly.

Looking from here, mortal eyes cannot see what is on the top of the Star Reaching Platform, but the monks can see a man and a woman standing on the edge of the platform, looking stern.

The leading monk looked at the other person beside him.

"Since he opens the door to welcome guests, it doesn't matter if he comes into the city."

When a group of white-robed monks strode through the city gate, a letter falcon quietly flew out from behind Qin Ji's chariot.

It flapped its wings vigorously, passing through layers of high-altitude winds, and flew to the towering star-catching platform, sending the last piece of information to its master.

The letter falcon circled around the high platform, soaring upward in circles. The clear chirping dispersed the dark clouds above the head, and a ray of blazing sun fell from the gaps in the clouds, just covering a pair of jade figures on the top of the star-catching platform.

"Eh-"

With its wings flapping, this falcon that pierced through the wind and clouds finally fell into the palm of its owner.

The black robe on Wei Jinchao's body was shimmering with dark light, making the hands sticking out of his sleeves look even colder and whiter.

He caught the letter falcon, took out the information, spread it out, glanced at it indifferently, then raised his hand and threw it off the high platform.

Turning his head to look, he saw Mei Xueyi looking at him eagerly and couldn't help but laugh.

"It hurts your eyes to see words in the sun. Queen, stop staring. I won't let you stare again."

Mei Xueyi reluctantly looked back. She also wanted to see if Qin Ji would throw the cup again when she found that the imperial city was empty.

She lowered her head and straightened her clothes.

Dressed up formally today, he and Wei Jinchao stood side by side on this high platform. Looking around, I saw everything was empty. There were no soldiers or civilians, and everyone in the world was an enemy.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a pair of ignorant kings and demon queens have been abandoned by history and have reached the end of their rope. If it were placed in a storybook, the next scene would be that the two of them jumped off a high platform and died, which would be very satisfying.

"Your Majesty." Mei Xueyi took Wei Jinchao's hand and said affectionately, "We live and die together."

Wei Jinchao turned his body, leaned down, and whispered against her ear: "Queen, look more at me and less at those green fire and glazed jade, this will make your love words more sincere!"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Well, she did pin her hopes of survival on those strange crossbow arrows.

Who said that one of them is worth eight star-catching platforms

With so much money, even if it were thrown from here, it would make an earth-shattering noise.

Just as she was hypocritically flirting with him, the group of white-robed monks had quickly passed through the heavy city gate, passed through the empty streets from the outer city to the inner city, broke into the royal city, and appeared. At the end of the wide corridor.

There is no obstacle in the middle. You just need to go straight along the corridor to reach the star-catching platform.

In order to cooperate with Qin Ji, this team of monks had been suffering for too long.

Mei Xueyi looked at the white-robed figures in the distance, as if she could feel the green smoke rising above their heads.

Her heart was beating hard, pounding against her chest.

She couldn't explain what she was feeling at this moment. A monk like this, who was between the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul, was simply worse than an ant to her in the past, and she would not take it seriously at all. But now that I have the identity of 'Mei Xueyi' and read Wei Jinchao's storybook, everything has become different.

She could feel that she seemed to be like Wei Jinchao, with a fire in her heart that could not be calmed down.

Seeing the white-robed monk approaching, her fingertips trembled slightly unconsciously, which was a sign that she had murderous intentions.

With his fingers tightened, Wei Jinchao took her hand and held a thin arrow as cold as cold jade into her palm.

"Come, let me teach the queen archery." His voice was low and his tone was caring.

Mei Xueyi lowered her eyes and took a closer look, and found that the jasper seemed to be filled with glass flames, like smoke and mist, meandering through the jade.

Jade fire glazed jade? It seems to be no different from the strange and mysterious objects in the memory.

"Queen, concentrate." Wei Jinchao hugged her behind him. His breathing was slightly heavier than usual, and the faint fragrance on his body was much stronger, refreshing him. He held her hands and rested his chin on her shoulder, a gesture of complete control.

With her five fingers, she placed the crossbow-arrow made of jade fire and glazed jade into the crossbow on the edge of the high platform, and slowly pointed it at the monks who were walking along the wide corridor.

She inadvertently glanced sideways and saw that his expression was extremely focused, with a cold light in his black eyes, murderous intent curling at the corners of his lips, and a ferocious smile.

Coupled with the illness that filled his body, he was like a jade sculpture that accidentally fell into the Nine Netherworld and was soaked in the most evil and cold place for thousands of years.

She unconsciously held her breath and followed his gaze.

The crossbow's heart slowly moved.

The distance between the two sides was really too far. Mei Xueyi felt that even if the other party deliberately raised his chest and used his face to catch his arrow, he might not be able to catch it.

Finally, his fingers stopped.

He tapped her index finger and gently touched the spring that fired the crossbow.

Hold your breath for a moment and press it suddenly.

"Death." A hoarse voice sounded close to her.

"Boom-buzz-"

There was a strange vibration in the air.

Mei Xueyi's eyes blurred, and a bunch of cold flames appeared in her vision.

Its trajectory is intermittent, like teleporting, passing through the void, flashing towards the end of the line of sight.

She unconsciously held her breath.

His magnetic tail was still lingering in her ears, and the cold flame had hit a white-robed monk.

The distance was too far, and Mei Xueyi could only vaguely see the monk lowering his head and looking at his chest. The next moment, green flames rose into the sky. The monk was like a candle wick carrying the flames, twisting in the middle of the enchanting and strange green flames. Shake. After a moment, the flames dissipated, and the person turned into a line of smoke, with not even his soul left.

This is...Nine Netherworld Fire! The battle planned for her by Mu Wanwan, the Lord of the East Saint, was exactly when the ghostly fire appeared and burned eight thousand monks of the Dongzhou Immortal Sect, and she escaped.

Mei Xueyi's scalp was numb and her body was stiff.

Wei Jinchao smiled low, took the next jade arrow, and said in her ear: "This strange fire is said to be able to burn through even Daluo Jinxian. It is good for everything. The disadvantage is that it can only be loaded with green fire glazed jade." , the cost is a bit too expensive.”

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Is the cost just a little too expensive? No, that’s not right, the point is the cost!

This is the Nine Netherworld Fire!

The ghostly fire of the underworld is sealed under the underworld, and is sealed by the guardians of the realm with the power of the realm.

When Mei Xueyi shook her head, the monks below were already in chaos.

These are just Jindan or Nascent Soul cultivators, and cannot come into contact with the ultimate existence of Nine Netherworld Fire.

They never imagined that the flames were shot down with arrows from the top of the star-catching platform. They just thought they had stepped on a flame trap on the ground.

Mei Xueyi couldn't help but feel a little amused as she watched the group of people scatter around in an instant, changing from a leisurely stroll to a nervous catwalk.

"Your Majesty, let me try it myself!"

"Okay." He handed a jade arrow to her palm.

Using concealed weapons is her specialty.

Holding the crossbow and taking aim, she felt that it was not going well. She lifted up her skirt and twisted her body to sit on the edge of the high platform. She bent one leg and lazily set up the crossbow.

Tilt your head and smile.

Target a monk who walks behind the totem pole on the left side of the corridor.

The red lips parted slightly: "Death."

"Boom-buzz-"

Cold flames soared into the sky.

"I hit it!" She looked back, raised her eyebrows at him, and smiled proudly.

Extremely bright.

Wei Jinchao was in a daze for a moment, lowered his eyes, curled his lips, and applauded her.

The shouts of the monks could be faintly heard in the corridor. Although they could not be heard clearly, they could guess that they must be suspicious and did not dare to approach those totem poles again.

Under the outer city gate, soldiers from Jinling lined up to enter the capital, preparing to occupy the royal capital.

"I don't want those smelly guys to get into my Chaomu Palace. Your Majesty, you have to hurry up!"

She raised her long legs, jumped down from the edge of the high platform, walked to the golden arrow platform containing jade arrows, took the arrow herself, and shot the monk below coldly at the right angle.

Wei Jinchao laughed softly: "We can't let the queen see the joke."

He casually grabbed a crossbow, attached a jade arrow to it, and fired it casually without taking aim.

Each monk turned into a bunch of fireworks. Not one shot is missed.

There are twenty-five or six monks who have invaded the mortal world. Such a force is enough to swallow up any kingdom in the mortal world. No army is their opponent. As long as a golden elixir monk is given enough time, he can slaughter a mortal army of ten thousand people - such a disparity in strength.

But at this moment, these arrogant monks stepped onto the iron plate and became nothing but fish on the chopping board.

Seeing their companions scream and turn into pillars of fire one by one, the monks finally realized belatedly that the murderers were the pair of cowardly kings and witches on the star-catching platform.

There were fifteen or sixteen monks left, and they were rushing towards the star-catching platform.

Mei Xueyi has been fighting in blood and fire for thousands of years, and her fighting instinct is engraved in her bones, and she can easily predict her opponent's actions.

Her expression became a little more solemn, her vision narrowed, and all her mind was focused on the figure moving at high speed. She locked the trajectory and gently pressed the spring with her finger -

"Bang!" A burning man hit the bottom of the star-catching platform.

"How about my arrow?" She raised her chin slightly and looked at Hun Jun proudly.

He lowered his head and smiled dumbly: "The Queen's archery skills are extraordinary."

After losing several more people one after another, the monks could no longer restrain themselves and finally stood up with their swords. This time, they completely exposed their identities as outsiders in front of mortals.

Streams of light streaked across the sky.

There are still nine people left.

The sky was wide open, and the monks' swords crisscrossed each other, as fast as the wind, dazzling Mei Xueyi.

After all, this body is just a mortal body, and the eyesight is not as good as it is.

She looked sideways at Hun Jun and found that he still looked lazy and careless, taking his time to nock an arrow and shoot it out casually.

Still hitting with accuracy.

Mei Xueyi raised her eyes and looked into the distance, only to see the Jinling army pouring into the capital like a tide.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to light the beacon fire," she said.

He frowned: "Don't burn your hands."

Mei Xueyi laughed, put down the crossbow in her hand, and walked towards the center of the high platform.

It is just a matter of throwing the torch inserted into the gold and copper beacon frame into the copper furnace. Even a three-year-old child will not burn himself.

She lit a cigarette and walked back to him leisurely.

After a while, only the last three monks were left.

The two people with higher cultivation levels had already moved closer. Just as Mei Xueyi was about to poke her head out, Hun Jun grabbed her back by the collar.

I saw a stream of fire sword light grazing the edge of the high platform and flying into the air.

It almost cut off the hair on her forehead!

One after another, the flaming swords flew up, making it impossible for the archers above the high platform to show their heads.

Wei Jinchao carried her and retreated to the other side of the high platform.

She couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "If we let them get close, we will be dead."

He chuckled and took something out of his sleeve.

Mei Xueyi looked familiar, and after recalling it for a moment, she remembered that it was the invisibility magic weapon that Guan Zui had used.

I don’t know when it was confiscated by Hunjun.

He made a gesture with jerky movements.

The two of them disappeared.

Mei Xueyi: "!"

If this guy wasn't so ill, he would probably still be able to become the Human Emperor.

She held her breath and waited.

A burst of staggered flaming sword shadows spread out like a blanket.

After the sword shadow, two figures swept up the high platform one after another and stood firmly on the edge.

After all, they were still afraid of the imperial aura and did not dare to directly use large-scale killing techniques to blast the high platform. Instead, they planned to capture Wei Jinzhao alive and let the mortals bear the blame.

Turning their eyes, they both froze. There was no one on the high platform.

Mei Xueyi's back was close to Wei Jinchao's chest, and she felt his chest trembling.

He was sneering, choosing his next prey.

Mei Xueyi looked over lazily, then her eyes suddenly stopped.

The two people in front of them are a Taoist couple, the man is handsome and charming, and the woman is graceful and charming.

So familiar!

She frowned, and the two faces gradually became clearer in her memory.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, she took a slight breath, and her eyes opened wider and wider unconsciously.

This is... the patriarch and his wife of the Flying Fire Sword Sect!

When she had mastered her magic skills and used her puppet bamboo to slaughter the entire Feihuo Sword Sect, these two people were the first to be killed with her own hands!

Mei Xueyi's scalp was numb. Standing under the sunny day, she felt lightning and thunder, and thunder struck her head. She was shaken to the point of being distracted and her limbs were stiff.

Are these monks from the Flying Fire Sword Sect? ! Didn't they die under her clutches thousands of years ago

An incredible answer is about to come out!

When she was stunned and stunned, Wei Jinchao behind her took action.

"Boom-"

The moment the cold flames shot out, his thin and strong arms hugged her tightly and took her to the side quietly.

The charming woman turned into a pillar of fire.

"Jin Lin!" The leader of the Flying Fire Sword Sect's eyes were about to burst.

Without hesitation, he made a hand and spread flying fire all over the sky.

It was like fireworks exploding in front of me.

Mei Xueyi's eyes were narrowed by the firelight. Dots of fire swirled around, covering the entire high platform without any blind spots.

Gorgeous and dangerous.

Everything in the field of vision slowed down. Wei Jinchao fired an arrow with his backhand, then threw away the crossbow. He protected her back with one hand and held her head in his arms with the other. His tall and thin figure shone down heavily, and the sky was filled with fire. In the middle, he protected her with no blind spots.

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The last image left in front of her eyes was that of the leader of the Flying Fire Sword Sect suddenly widening his eyes, and his eyes clearly reflected an oncoming cold fire from the underworld.

At the same time that the monk turned into a pillar of fire, Mei Xueyi's vision dimmed and she fell into the man's hard embrace.

'Thumping! '

Whose heartbeat is ringing in my ears

Her breath caught. This moment seemed extremely short, yet also seemed extremely long.

She seemed to be looking back at the first half of her life, but she seemed to have thought of nothing.

While still stunned, he had already let go of his hand, held her shoulders and took her out of his arms, with a sinister look in his deep black eyes: "Are you scared?"

She shook her head in confusion, opened her eyes wide, and looked him up and down.

"Your Majesty is not injured?"

"It dispersed before it fell on him." His tone was calm, "Probably because I killed him first."

Mei Xueyi knew it was dangerous.

If the spells spilled by the Nascent Soul cultivator fell on a mortal, they would be truly immortal and crippled.

He didn't hesitate to use his body as a shield to protect her tightly.

This foolish king...

She was horrified: "There is one person left!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a slim figure wielding a sword, rushing out from the afterimages left by the flying fire in the sky.

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When she saw this person's face clearly, Mei Xueyi's pupils tightened and her heart beat out of control.

This is a gorgeous-looking woman who is unforgettable at first sight.

In the past, this face was always being broken and reorganized, always flowing with streams of blood, covering up its beauty.

How could she forget this look after seeing it for thousands of years

This woman... it's her!

She was before she became possessed!