A Queen

Chapter 1427

The two walked out of the room and came to the scenic corridor.

Gong Qing is very quiet, she has always been like this.

"Ah Qing, do you think I am the only one who prefers your junior sister?"

Gong Qing was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "Junior sister is very good."

Doesn't she also have a preference for this junior sister? She clearly knows that this junior sister is very good and does not need anyone's protection, but

"Although your talent is good, it is not in line with the inheritance of Xuan Palace. And I," the Lord of Xuan Palace gently opened the bead curtain with his fingers, looked at the beautiful landscape in the distance, and sighed: "I am not involved. It's not a big deal. I didn't want to take over the position of Xuan Gong back then, but unfortunately things went counterproductive. If something develops beyond my control in the future, Xuan Gong will definitely need someone to take over."

Gong Qing said: "I will help my junior sister and I will not regret it from the bottom of my heart."

She is serious and serious.

The Lord of Xuan Palace was startled, then laughed, and flicked Gong Qing's forehead with his finger, "What did I mean? The only person who can inherit Xuan Palace in the future is you, but only she can inherit the core inheritance of Xuan Palace. But looking at the way she is today, she will not be stable in the future~~ It means that you and she each hold a piece of inheritance. Although you can't learn it, you can pass it on to the next generation in the future. It's a pity that you will be affected a little bit."

Gong Qing frowned without the slightest hint of joy: "Master is in danger?"

"It doesn't matter what happened today, you have seen that some things will not stop developing just because you think about it or not."

She said, stroking her cheek, which was the mask.

"I will eventually take off this mask."

"The only thing I can do is not to involve Xuan Gong after I do something."

She smiled and stroked Gong Qing's head.

Only then did Gong Qing realize that her master's previous action was not all for He Jieyu, but that she herself was involved.

After the Seven Clans represented the Great Wilderness, the Immortal Tribe was the new leader in this era, and Siam, Demon Realm, Zombie Realm, and Luofu were all important parts of this world.

So today is a game in an extremely huge game of chess.

Or the beginning of temptation.

So, what is the role of Jun Zili as the party involved?

There is also Si Zun who behaves strangely today, the super strong man from the Zombie Realm who appears inexplicably, the magically resurrected Emperor of Siam, and the Siren who somehow joins the war.

Confusing and inexplicable.

But the conspiracy is so thick that it gives people an urgent sense of crisis.

"Gong Qing will do whatever the master orders." No matter what, Gong Qing nodded.

The Lord of Xuan Palace also laughed.

Si Tianjian, Si Zun stood on the huge star platform, looking at the huge rotating armillary sphere. A bird flew from a distance and landed on the railing.

She fed a small fruit nonchalantly with a small fruit stuck to her finger, and said softly: "The vampire blood does not look like an ordinary vampire, nor does it look like Ye Ranqiu's daughter. So, whose daughter is she?"

After a pause, she smiled, "Isn't it my sister?"

Her smile was light and yet deep, as if she was deep in thought.

The flying bird lifted its black tail and said, "Are you crazy about missing my sister?"

This person's tone was very peculiar, and he added: "How can that guy be your sister? Even if she has blood, she is still a gangster~"

Si Zun: ""

What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, you are so resentful

"It seems that she really bullied you. I underestimated her." Si Zun's tone was very ethereal and thoughtful, and then the flying bird choked.

Si Zun rolled his eyes coldly, pinched Feiniao's throat and swallowed the fruit with a little finger.

"The possessed spirit doesn't pick a clever flying cuckoo. It insists on picking such a stupid person who has been molested for such a long time. It's obvious that that person really has some foundation. Maybe I should go to the Zombie Realm for a visit."

The person with the spirit attached to the flying bird paused for a while and said: "That person is indeed a bit weird. I actually thought she might be related to our soul clan before, but I checked the genealogy and found nothing. Moreover, the young clan leader also didn't find it. The response is that she is not from my soul clan. Her origin is really special. Maybe she is from Zhan's side. After all, Zhan also belongs to the blood clan. The one who said Zong took action again. No one believed it when he said it didn't matter. You have always been good at stars. With this technique, don’t you see the slightest bit of suspense?”

Si Zun was silent for a moment, then said quietly: "I only know that she has some involvement with me, but I can't tell clearly."

Her eyes fell on the armillary sphere. Below the armillary sphere were two drops of blood on the left and right, one drop was hers and the other was that person's. The main reason why she went there to watch the fun was to get a drop of the other person's blood.

Result?

The other words on the armillary sphere were blurry, but she could vaguely make out two words.

But the person who didn't follow the flying bird said.

The other party stopped asking and asked instead: "Who is that Mu Qingyan from Zombie Territory?"

"You can ask your soul master about this. There is nothing she doesn't know."

Si Zun smiled lightly, flicked his fingertips, and the flying bird was flicked out.

Disappear into the stars.

Soul realm.

A woman held her forehead and exited the state of spirit possession. With clear eyes, she saw a person sitting in front of the table.

This man was drinking wine by himself, his tone was light, and his breath was like orchid, with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

That's the taste of plum wine.

"Did you feel weak at her place again?"

Mo Yao's eyes were deep: "I always feel that she is too deep and elusive, especially what kind of hatred the mother and daughter have towards the soul master crown, I always feel a little strange."

"That's a matter between them," the man said calmly, as if he didn't care about worldly affairs. Mo Yao looked at her, "Don't tell me that you and they are not a family."

"No." The man's response was brief, and he raised his eyes: "Yao, remember she is Mozi, the orthodox soul clan."

Mo Yao frowned, then lowered his head, "Yes, Yao knew he was wrong."

This man stood up, his long clothes flowing like water, holding on to the window coffin, looking at the lazily falling snow outside.

"What she shows may not be true. Never underestimate her, and don't be curious to test her relationship with the soul master. Don't test me. As for Jun Zili, since he is not from my soul realm, don't worry about it. she"

When Mo Yao looked up, the man had disappeared, as if he had never existed.

Mo Yao was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "Both of them are so difficult to offend, but they are both somewhat interested in Jun Zili~~ I think I come out on top?"

Thinking of the way she was teased by that person before, she suddenly felt bad, and then she directly picked up the moonlight scroll with the image imprinted on it.

After thinking about it, I pulled it open and took a look.

Don't worry about her? Do you mean don't mess with it?

Mo Shaoxuan, is this what you mean?

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Prince Beigong got the news three days later.

He had just come out of seclusion and was sitting on the desk, looking at the scroll that had been in front of him for three days.

After looking at it carefully for an hour, he smiled, crushed the scroll into pieces with his hands, and stood up.

very good.

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The Zombie Realm three days later is no different from three days ago, with the flying white snow, the vast and desolate Tianshan Stone Plain, no green grass on the earth, no white clouds in the sky, only the vast, broad world.

The Zombie Domain is the vastest and the loneliest, because this is the world of Zombie. They are cold and lonely, immortal and powerful, but they are isolated from all living things and are hated by heaven and earth. They are the only living beings in the world who can live so lonely. A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years

Only blood can make them feel the temperature, the warmth of the body

The sun just makes them feel cold.

But the city of zombie in the zombie domain is an eye-opener for people like Luan Qingyi.

"Is this Zombie City?"

These ancient and vicissitudes of ancient buildings and pavilions, quiet and leisurely stone roads, willows on both sides, rows of plum blossoms, peach blossoms, and fluffy orchids can be seen in every household.

There were all of them holding water bottles to water the flowers.

Some of them were ugly, some were just like ordinary people, and some were more perfect and beautiful than ordinary people. From them, Ming Jian and others seemed to imagine that looks like Mu Qingyan and Jiang Wangjue were not special cases.

But very rarely.

Most of them are pale and dull, or fierce and sinister.

There are a lot of zombies in Zombie City, and they come and go on the streets, but they are at least a hundred times quieter than ordinary human cities.

In such silence, the group of people walked towards the quietest manor in the north of Zombie City.

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The curtain was dim, and Wang Jue stood outside the threshold, lowered his head and said: "My lord, those people are here."

"We should have let them stay here," a voice came from the house.

"Yes" will Wang Jue leave.

In the house, on the mahogany floor, Si Qinming was kneeling aside. In the inner courtyard, scenes of flying star curtains fluttered with the wind, making a rustling sound. He only heard the soft and hoarse voice of a woman coming from inside. .

"Fate, we haven't seen each other for almost half an era, right?"

“I can’t remember my life, I can only remember that day.”

"Your memory is incomplete and so is hers. I need to use your destiny to sacrifice your soul to wake her up."

Qin Ming bowed his head: "Promise"

The curtain was lifted, and Mu Qingyan walked out. Behind her was a pool of blood, with a silver demon plant in the pool.

She looked at Qin Ming intently and said, "You sincerely believe that after so many years, you are still willing to live and die for her."

"Your Majesty is the master's forbidden spirit guard. Life and death depend on the master's thoughts, let alone offering sacrifices to the soul savior."

Mu Qingyan frowned and turned away, "Then do you think she would be willing if I let her recover?"

Si Qinming was startled, then lowered his head: "I don't know my fate."

Mu Qingyan closed her eyes. If she recovered, some things would be solved, but she would forget many people.

No longer Junzili, no longer Daili, no longer anyone, just her, just her r1152

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