Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

When Feng Qingxue woke up, she saw a person at first sight, a man wearing a gorgeous golden gown.

The prince plays the piano.

That must be Prince Changqin. Although she had never met this person with her own eyes, she had such a voice in her heart. That is Changqin.

The man who said his name was Jiang Chen, but was actually Shao Gong, was also sitting nearby.

One of them played the Phoenix Piano, and the other played the Blood Jade Piano. Their expressions were gentle and indifferent, and they seemed exceptionally harmonious.

Although the two are somewhat different, they are also eerily similar.

A humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.

This sentence is really appropriate to describe it.

Seeing her waking up, Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said to Prince Changqin, "...This is the future spiritual lady of Youdu, Feng Qingxue."

Changqin nodded, "Changqin remembers it." His eyebrows were gentle, gentle and affectionate, "Miss Feng, on behalf of Changqin, say hello to Empress Nuwa."

He seemed to be blind to the situation in which she was trapped.

Feng Qingxue was shocked. The Prince's Changqin has disappeared for thousands of years, how could it suddenly appear? When she thought of Baili Tusu, alarm bells rang in her heart. Su Su was half a fairy... If Prince Changqin was here... then Su Su...

She panicked and asked Jiang Chen, "Where is Susu? Where did you lock Susu?"

Jiang Chen seemed a little puzzled as to why she would ask such a simple question, but he explained patiently, "Since I want to rescue Changqin, of course I have to get back his life soul... that body If the body is not supported by the soul of the fairy, it is naturally dead. "

Dead...dead?

Feng Qingxue was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses. Tears streamed down her face. She raised her foot and kicked up the barrier, "Where's Su Su! Let me out! Where did you put Su Su in prison? You devil!" You are not a god, so why should you decide the life and death of others?”

Changqin seemed a little troubled by such rude behavior, but he was not very good at speaking harshly, so he could only say in a roundabout way, "Miss Feng, the etiquette taught to you by God Nuwa is just yelling like this?"

He was the god of music and music in the heaven in the past. Ritual and music were indistinguishable, so he always attached great importance to etiquette. In addition, Ouyang Shaogong's experience made him gentle but also a little cruel. This will teach Feng Qingxue. It's so merciless.

"I am indeed just a human being, but unfortunately, gods have become one of my passers-by." Jiang Chen paused for a moment, and then he came to his senses and said in surprise, "Miss Feng originally wanted to kill Su Huo in Baili." ?”

Feng Qingxue slumped on the ground holding the barrier, a little desperate. Hearing what he said, his anger rose, "Of course I want Su Su to live!"

Jiang Chen sneered, "But why don't you think about it, there are also people who want the prince to live a long life!"

Could it be said that if Baili Tu Suhuo was to be killed, Ouyang Shaogong would have to die, and their true identity, Prince Changqin, should not be reborn?

So when it comes to selfishness in human nature, there is no distinction between the beloved of heaven and ordinary people.

Feng Qingxue was speechless. After a long time, she hid her face and said, "Su Su... Su Su... I will definitely save you..." She woke up from the loss of consciousness when she heard the news for the first time, "Where is Su Su? Let me see him. ! Let me see him."

Jiang Chen raised his hand, and a curtain of the same color seemed to be pulled away from the originally empty hall, revealing two other barriers.

"Susu! Susu!"

"Master! Master Ziyin?!"

No reaction at all.

Prince Changqin stared at the unconscious Baili Tusu again and again, then smiled and said, "Is this me?"

Jiang Chen responded, "Maybe it's you."

Changqin laughed, "It seems you don't like me saying he is me either."

Hearing this, Feng Qingxue said angrily, "What nonsense! Su Su is Su Su! He is just Su Su!"

The beautiful face is covered with tears, which is really pitiful...

Changqin glanced at her, but had no reaction at all. He stood up and collected Feng Lai's qin, walked over to Baili Tu Su and looked it over. When he saw Fen Ji, he shook his head, "It's really not like that. I was born as Feng Lai, but half of my body likes to use a sword?"

Without Han Yunxi's two souls and three souls, how difficult it would be for you to make an immortal develop feelings for a man and a woman towards Feng Qingxue...

Jiang Chen suddenly asked, "Do you really want him to live?"

Feng Qingxue ignored it. Shao Gong had deceived them so many times that she could no longer trust him. She was really afraid that the resurrection Shao Gong was talking about was Jiao Ming formed by the Xianzhi Soul Washing Pill.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said, "There is nothing wrong with letting him be Han Yunxi again."

Unfortunately, people often regret their choices.

He raised his hand, Cangsheng Xueyuqin fell into his arms, and flicked it with a snap of his fingers.

Everyone was shocked.

At that moment, his mind seemed to be thrown back to the time of chaos.

A vast expanse of darkness.

But in the darkness, there is the gestation of life.

Feng Qingxue stared at Jiang Chen's movements without blinking. The more she watched, the more frightened she felt.

Baili Tusu's pale face gradually turned red.

She asked with a trembling voice, "Why...do you know this art of pulling life souls..." This is pulling life souls, there is nothing wrong with it. In addition to pulling the life soul, what other spells can be used to recreate a new life soul?

But... is the new life soul still the same Baili Tusu?

Prince Changqin looked at it with great interest, "Is this how you saved me?"

Jiang Chen thought for a while and nodded.

The half of the immortal spirit in the body left by the original owner has obviously dissipated, and what Jiang Chen has is just those memories. Maybe in the eyes of people in this world, it is the soul that carries the memory that is still condensed, but for Jiang Chen, it is just some memories after all. If they are all souls, then I don’t know how many souls he has.

Just now, he extracted one soul and four spirits from Baili Tu Su’s body, allowing him to experience the pain of soul separation. He also filled the other half of the blank and gave Chang Qin a memory of Ouyang Shaogong. In this way, it can be regarded as the unity of immortal spirit.

As for the original body of Feng Lai. There are many treasures in Penglai. Although eight or nine were destroyed in the natural disaster, it is not too difficult to find some of the Ruo Mu of the Mountain.

Jiang Chen had experienced the beginning of chaos, and of course he also understood the birth of gods. With this experience, it is not difficult to save a prince Chang Qin.

Now, they coexist in the world.

He really wanted to see how wonderful the Lord of Heaven and Earth would look when he saw the living Changqin again.

"Does Changqin want to call you father?" He asked himself seriously, and then shook his head, "You are not even as old as Changqin."

Jiang Chen: "..." This joke is really cold.

"Changqin feels that this is very different from the art of pulling the soul."

"Qingxue..."

This light call broke up the conversation between the two. Jiang Chen turned his head and looked.

As if sensing, Baili Tu Su saw Prince Changqin at first sight, and asked uncertainly, "You are...?"

Why do you feel familiar?

Feng Qingxue wiped her tears and was surprised by his awakening. But after hearing this, she panicked again, "Susu, don't you remember? He is Prince Changqin..."

"Prince Changqin?!" Didn't he already...

Jiang Chen patiently explained again, "I have taken out the one soul and four spirits."

But when he spoke, he seemed gentle but careless.

Changqin's tone was gentle, but actually quite sharp, "I'm really sorry, little brother. I had no choice but to borrow your body for a while, and I really owe you a misunderstanding. You are indeed Han Yunxi, and you are indeed Baili Tusu. You and Prince Changqin are probably symbiotic in a sense..."

Everyone present knew that Baili Tusu survived with the soul of Prince Changqin. At this moment, he kept apologizing and saying don't misunderstand, but his words were gentle and polite, making it difficult for people to refute.

Jiang Chen suddenly smiled and said, "A guest is here."

Changqin raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it her?"

"I have been waiting for this day for a long time." Jiang Chen brushed his sleeves, hugged the blood jade qin, and walked out.

Outside the hall.

Xuan Nu came down on the clouds, accompanied by colorful clouds. She had a nine-dragon flying phoenix bun on her head and wore a golden silk dress. The blue jade belt dragged her long skirt, and the white jade guizhang held up her colorful sleeves, which was the luxurious and majestic aura of the heaven. Seeing the strange young man coming out, she was even more puzzled and asked in confusion, "You..."

Strange! Why is there the breath of Xuan Xiao and the breath of Prince Changqin...

She looked closely and saw only the thin two souls and seven spirits in the body, like a dangerous building about to collapse, shaky. If it were not for some reason that they were barely gathered together, they should have turned into wild souls and dissipated in the world.

He actually has no soul!

She finally knew why the breath she sensed in the heaven was so strange. The two souls and seven spirits seemed to be Xuan Xiao's, and seemed to be Prince Changqin's, and seemed to be someone else's...

This young man was obviously just a mortal body, but the strong sense of threat he carried was really fearful.

Jiang Chen finally saw her.

His heart was already surging with hatred, but his face still maintained a strange calm. Just like the endless dark East China Sea, even if the undercurrents at the bottom of the sea were surging and swallowing lives, the surface was still a peaceful and gentle azure color.

He finally spoke, his tone calm, "Xuan Nu came to visit, is it to give orders from Heaven?"

"Xuan Xiao?" Xuan Nu frowned and stared at the Yangyan mark on his forehead, but she was still a little unsure.

Hearing this name, Jiang Chen just curled his lips and uttered a single word that sounded like sarcasm, "Tell me. What is the will of Heaven again?"

As he spoke, he plucked the strings of the zither leisurely, and the phantom of a silver dragon flashed behind him and disappeared immediately.

Xuan Nu was provoked by his tone and said coldly, "... Arrogant, I have been quite tolerant of you for thousands of years, don't push your luck!"

"Hmph!" Jiang Chen didn't want to talk to her anymore, raised his hand and shot out a blood light, and changed into a red magic circle with the sound of the zither.

Xuan Nu's face turned cold, not expecting him to suddenly attack, her fingertips slightly closed, a golden glow flashed, breaking the sound of the zither.

Jiang Chen's fingertips fell on the strings, his expression indifferent, "There are always so many blind people in the world. If you are blind, your eyes are just decorations. Why not let Jiang accept it today, so that the Queen Xuannv... can also experience the pain of darkness!"

As soon as the voice fell, the blood-colored light from the fingertips shot out like a knife.

Xuannv had a cold face, raised her white hand, and the green dragon silk shawl on her shoulders stretched several feet in an instant. In a few shuttles, the blood light was hit into stars.

Jiang Chen didn't care. As the sound of the piano flowed, countless phantoms appeared, and the silver dragon behind him seemed to wake up and began to have vitality.

This kind of piano sound power!

Xuannv secretly thought it was not good. Seeing Jiang Chen, she snorted again, "I am just wondering why you, a mere mortal, can break free from the shackles of the East China Sea, but it turns out that you are colluding with the rebellious prince Changqin in the heaven..."

"Mortal?" He smiled, and stated with a certain tone, as if he had seen the future, "This world is ultimately a human world. How long do you want to live the days when gods rule the world!"

Even if he is a mortal, so what! My life is in my own hands, and he should not lose to the so-called destiny again!

Peace makes people yearn for it, and peace makes people content with the status quo!

Since they don't want him to live a peaceful life, shouldn't he turn their world upside down first?

Jiang Chen's eyes were heavy, and he fell on Xuannv through the layers of magic, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips.

Let's start with her!

At this moment, Xuannv felt as if she was stared at by a cruel beast, but looking at Jiang Chen, he was as leisurely as when he stepped out of the hall, and the dragon shadow beside him gradually became clear with the sound of the piano, baring his teeth and claws, and was extremely powerful.

Could this be his star essence?

Xuannv thought. But the Qionghua School has always only practiced swordsmanship, so how did Xuanxiao stimulate the star essence?

Dragon is the essence of stars...

As far as she knows, now except for Zhulong, Zhonggu, and Yinglong Qianyu, the rest of the dragon clan are all at peace in the four seas and returned to the heaven. Among the hundreds of clansmen during this period, there is no silver dragon.

Who favored him?

Xihe also emitted a red light, almost the same as blood.

Jiang Chen floated in the void, playing the zither with both hands. He was obviously far away from Xihe and had no time to care about her, but he was very flexible in the changes of sword techniques.

Xuannv's palm lit up, and several black birds flew out with the faint light. She blew a breath lightly, and where the black birds disappeared, several other people who looked exactly like Xuannv appeared.

Jiang Chen sneered, and the bloody zither waves were like a sharp blade out of its sheath, breaking those phantoms without any hindrance.

Xihe suddenly fell into his palm, and Jiang Chen turned around and blocked it with a sword.

There was a crisp sound.

A black sword, the tip of the sword pierced the sword body of Xihe.

Xuannv looked at the extremely yang sword that appeared behind him, knowing that the illusion had been uncovered, and without hesitation, she put away the Xuan sword in her hand and retreated.

One step too late.

The sword intent on the Xihe Sword had been fully pierced out.

Xuannv looked at the slight blood oozing out of her body and was furious.

She was a god, how could she lose to a mortal!

At that time, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven was injured by the Ancestral Sword and slaughtered the entire Anyi tribe. Although she, Xuannv, was not as powerful as His Majesty, she could not let a mere mortal so easily injure the divine body.

Damn it!

The yellow Xuanniao soared into the sky with the color of glazed gold, and the color of the sea in the sky of the space gap was all reflected red. Compared with this, Jiang Chen might not be as big as a Xuan feather on her body.

Her original form has appeared.

Although it is not as brilliant as the original form of the real phoenix, which makes the world pale, the Xuanniao, as a branch of the Phoenix clan, still inherits the bloodline of the Phoenix clan. At this moment, it turned into its original form, and the scorching air was steaming up, which was no less than Xihe's Yangyan.

Jiang Chen's expression did not change, but the sound of the piano at his fingertips was stirring.

It easily aroused the confusion, anger and irritation in the hearts of those who heard it.

The black bird cried out, and the sea changed color.

Jiang Chen's fingertips trembled, and he lowered his head slightly. It turned out that a string broke under the pressure.

The eyes of the black bird were already full of red.

Jiang Chen plucked another string expressionlessly, and in just a moment, the black bird's eyes, like glass, cracked from the center.

Blood gushed out.

The black bird screamed, and when he looked at Jiang Chen again, his eyes were full of anger.

"... Flies, flies and rats, thieves of heaven! In the past, His Majesty pitied the lives of the living and let you go, which was really wrong!"

Jiang Chen's response to her was just the bloody piano sound.

Her eyes were bloody, but she could still feel the breath of people.

It rushed straight towards Jiang Chen, as if it wanted to destroy both the jade and the stone.

Feng Qingxue and the others in the hall were in a better situation.

Changqin sat and played the zither, which neutralized some of the fierce and resolute murderous aura from the outside world.

Feng Qingxue covered her ears. Although Changqin was in charge, she still felt that the devil's sound was piercing her ears and unbearable.

"..." She wanted to ask.

Changqin saw her expression and understood her intention. She smiled gently, "What does Miss Feng want to ask?"

"...Who is coming?"

Changqin blinked and said faintly, "According to Changqin's judgment, it should be the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady under the Emperor of Heaven."

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