Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

She is dead.

In other words, the flame zero is dead, and it is blown into dust by a chocolate bomb that is more powerful than a few dozen pounds of TNT.

But the soul that was supposed to dissipate was reborn in another unknown body, where he was, he didn’t know, who he was, he didn’t know.

She looked at the ingenious maiden with her hand, turned her long black satin hair into a noble bun, and then fixed it with a golden canopy hairpin, accompanied by a big red camellia. The skin is white and delicate, and the charm is natural.

"Who am I?" This voice belongs to this body. It sounds clear and bright, very special, inexplicably with a hint of quotation, neither men nor women can escape this charming voice. [

It was almost uncomfortable, frowning, unnaturally tight, and the color between the eyebrows was filled.

"Niangniang?" The little maid kneeled on the ground and helped zero to adjust the skirt. Hearing this, she raised her head in surprise and didn't understand how the master asked suddenly.

"Hurry up!" In Zero's eyes, there was a violent ray of light floating in the body, which was determined to be hot and tempting.

Fortunately, although she changed a strange body, her most essential things have not changed, the soul is her, she has not been disturbed by the owner of this body.

There was a little comfort in Zero Heart.

The calmness developed during the "Flame" soon occupied the dominant position. She forced herself to accept the reality immediately. Only when she calmed down could she see the situation slowly, step by step, so as not to do anything wrong.

The maiden was obviously shocked, and she couldn't even think about why the master suddenly asked such a strange question, and hurriedly replied, "You are not the concubine of Long Guangguo, the surname of Baili, the auspicious name."

Long Guangguo? What country is that? never heard of that.

Baili auspicious, is the name of the original owner of this body?

After thinking for a while, she asked again, "Where is this? The palace?" She looked at the magnificent gold, the sculpted columns, and the extravagant display, contacting the identity that the lady had just told her, and making tentative guesses.

The princess concubine looked very wrong, could it be that during a nap, the posture was wrong, nightmare? The little maid was extremely worried and shivered uncontrollably.

No wonder she was very silent from the very beginning, and she didn't say a word. She only looked at everyone coldly with a pair of eyes, and the person watching looked hairy.

"This is the Yonghua Palace which the emperor bestowed on the lady. You have been in the palace for half a year and you have lived here, served by the slave-servant Heyue." Heyue swallowed a big spit, and her heart thumped, "Niang, you Is your body unwell? The slave-servant will go to Xuanlai Medical Doctor and show it to you?"