Global Weirdness: I Can Simulate Ahead

The doors and windows are closed, deep in the dark and lightless hall, on a beauty couch surrounded by bead curtains, you can vaguely see the figure of a woman lying there, her long cyan skirt hanging down, spread on the steps next to the bed

.

In this quiet place where you can hear the drop of a needle, her breathing is also particularly clear.

"Squeak——"

Suddenly, it seemed that the evening breeze outside the palace had intensified a little, and a window that was not closed tightly was opened.

"Dingling bell..."

The evening breeze came through the window, blowing the purple gauze bead curtain next to the beauty's couch, and sounded the sound of jingling bells. At the same time, it also allowed the moonlight from outside to shine into the palace, making this originally extremely dark palace a little brighter.

Partially bright.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the beautiful figure of the woman in a green skirt on the beauty's couch was slightly clearer, but it was still not clear.

"well……"

A woman sighed.

The stunning beauty queen, who was lying on her side on the beauty couch, slowly opened her eyes. The pair of children, who were as scarlet as blood, looked particularly sinister in the darkness.

"Bang."

With a wave of her hand, the surrounding air flow was shaken, and the window that was pushed open by the wind was closed again.

The window sill was closed tightly, the wind subsided, and the moonlight was blocked.

The hall became silent and dark again.

And the pair of beautiful blood-red eyes in the dark night slowly closed.

But the silence did not last long.

After about half a cup of tea, a gentle male voice came from outside the hall:

"Your Majesty, the two dolls you ordered the peasants to make have been completed. Do you want to take a look at them now?"

"Teng!"

"Teng!"

"Teng!"

Suddenly, countless candlesticks in the entire hall were lit out of thin air, and rows of flames rose up one after another, illuminating the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

As the main hall became completely brighter, the face and figure of the woman in a green skirt lying on the beauty's couch finally became clearer.

Compared with before, her stunningly beautiful face now seems to have changed a lot, but it doesn't seem to have changed much.

Those who knew Wang Yanqing in the past can still easily recognize the current Empress of Chu.

In this late night, she was only wearing a thin silk blue nightgown, with her breasts half exposed, her shoulders visible, and a few strands of black hair hanging down on her shoulders, in stark contrast to her fair skin.

"Enter."

Wang Yanqing said something indifferently, then sat up, stretched out her hand to lift the purple gauze bead curtain around the beauty's couch, stepped on the red carpet steps with her white jade feet without shoes, and walked step by step towards the center of the hall below.

At the same time, on the other side of the hall, there were also footsteps approaching from far away.

When Wang Yanqing reached the center of the hall, a handsome man wearing a white robe slowly arrived.

"Huh? Cough! The grassroots Song Yuan, pay homage to His Majesty!"

The man in white robe was shocked at first when he saw the Empress of Chu actually standing here, and she was only wearing a strapless nightgown, but then he quickly bowed his head and knelt down, not daring to look any further.

Wang Yanqing did not respond, but walked to a round rosewood table, stretched out his hand, picked up the purple clay teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of cold tea that had been left for a long time.

Her green jade fingers are white and slender, but her sharp and slightly long nails are the same bright red as her eyes and red lips.

"Forehead……"

The white-robed man named Song Yuan heard the sound of water pouring tea and glanced up cautiously. Although hesitant, he still said: "Your Majesty, can I make you another pot of hot tea?"

"No need."

Wang Yanqing had no expression on her face and turned the purple clay tea cup upside down on the table. "Anyway, I can't taste it anymore. It doesn't matter whether it's warm or not. It doesn't matter how it tastes. I just want to drink something to moisten my throat."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Song Yuan couldn't help but look puzzled.

Can’t taste the drink now?

What does this mean?

Does it mean you don’t know how to taste tea?

But this empress was born in the direct line of the Wang family, one of the sixteen surnames in Daluo. She has been a noble since she was a child. It is impossible that she does not know how to taste tea, and she knows something about it... Moreover, judging from this sentence, it is obvious that she does not mean tea tasting.

Is that "cannot taste the taste" at the taste bud level?

How is this possible?

How could a demigod-level human with different blood have such a problem in his body?

"Where's the doll I want?"

At this time, Wang Yanqing's indifferent voice instantly interrupted Song Yuan's thoughts and brought him back to reality.

"Here it is, please take a look at it, Your Majesty."

Song Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly took out a black box from the space ring. He still maintained his kneeling position and raised the box above his head with both hands.

Wang Yanqing reached out and made a move, and the box floated out of thin air and slowly flew to the top of the round rosewood table.

After opening the box, looking at the contents in the box, a smile slowly appeared on her cold face, which made Song Yuan, who was kneeling next to her, almost bewildered for a moment.

"Long time no see, my two ancestors, how are you doing these days?"

Wang Yanqing smiled with crooked eyes, reached out and took out the contents of the box and placed them on the table next to her.

They were two light brown wooden heads.

Judging from their appearance, they were clearly the only two Jiugong-level ancestors of the Wang family in Daluo.

Wang Haoran.

Wang Yuan.

But...is this just wood decay?

"Long time no see, Yan Qing."

Wang Haoran's wooden head rolled his eyes, looked at Wang Yanqing, and then said with a smile: "I am really happy to be able to see you and the Wang family today. My original plan has finally come true.

It was a perfect success.”

"Oh, so Ancestor Haoran, you are still very happy."

Wang Yanqing still smiled like a flower and reached out to grab the teapot next to her.

At the same time, a rotating whirlpool of flames slowly emerged behind her - the Law of Fire Shrine.

When the Nine Palace-level alien-blooded humans open the Law Palace, they basically just use the power of the Law to continue to temper their bodies in order to obtain a more powerful body and resistance to the Law.

As for the use of the power of law itself, what they can do without spiritual power is very limited.

But this "limited" is compared to the conjurer who is also at the Jiugong level.

In fact, Nine Palace-level humans of different blood can also mobilize the corresponding elemental spiritual power through the Law Palace.

For example, use the law of fire to boil water.

"Gululu——"

Wang Yanqing's right hand burned with flames, and in a blink of an eye, the tea in the teapot boiled, making a bubbling sound.

Then, with a smile on her face and humming a tune, she poured the hot tea onto Wang Haoran's wooden head.

The contact between tea and wood immediately turned the light brown wood into dark brown.

"Well, the color is quite obvious, it could be a tea pet."

Wang Yanqing poured out a whole pot of boiling water and said with a chuckle.

"Oh……"

Wang Haoran's withered head was still smiling, but the smile was extremely stiff.

However, when Wang Yanqing saw this, his smile faded and he looked coldly at Song Yuan who was kneeling aside, "Didn't I ask you to amplify their pain perception ten thousand times? Is this the effect of ten thousand times?"

"Your Majesty, please believe in my skills as the number one alchemist of the Foreign Mansion."

Song Yuan lowered his head with a respectful expression, "The alchemy crafts I made are absolutely in line with the employer's requirements. In the current situation, I can only say that this Wang Haoran is just holding back."

"Okay."

Wang Yanqing nodded slightly, and then touched another wooden head on the table, which was Wang Yuan's wooden head.

"Yan, Yan Qing..."

Wang Yuan's withered wooden head trembled, with a look of horror on his face, and tears streaming down his face: "Please, please, please give me a good time. Like you, I was deceived by this Wang Haoran."

!I, I didn’t know that this Kirinzi plan was actually the awakening plan of the demon bloodline! Please! Please! Give me a good time! For the sake of you and I being of the same race?!"

"Same race?"

Hearing this, Wang Yanqing's beautiful blood-red eyes were full of coldness, but the corners of her bright red lips were slightly raised, and she chuckled: "Now I have awakened the demon blood and become a real ancient demon.

How can you, a lowly bloodline like you, have the courage to tell me that we are the same race?

Also, Wang Yuan, when you found me at the Sakura Shogunate, you said that I was a libertine and that I only married for pleasure in bed... Well, there were too many unpleasant things to say.

I still remember the words you said to me and the insults you insulted me.

Thanks to you and Wang Haoran for helping me awaken the demon bloodline, I will tell you a little secret now. Ancient demons are very vindictive.

Now that I have awakened my demonic bloodline, like my ancestors, I am becoming more and more vindictive, so I will use many, many ways to play with you two slowly. Are you happy? Huh? Hey, what are you two doing?

It’s okay, just smile when you’re happy.”

"Hahahaha! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

As soon as he said this, Wang Haoran's wooden head burst out laughing, as if he was extremely happy.

"Fuck you Wang Haoran!"

But the withered wooden head of Wang Yuan next to him was full of regret and anger, "Grass! Grass! Grass!"

Uh...ahhhhhhhhhh!

!”

Suddenly, his face became extremely ferocious and he began to wail loudly.

Because at this time, the five fingers of Wang Yanqing's right hand placed on top of his head, the sharp and long red nails, directly cut through the surface of the wood, and strands of blood seeped out and scratched the bridge of his nose.

After comparison, it was more clearly discovered that Wang Yanqing's red nails were exactly the same color as the blood.

Wang Yuan's withered wooden head has a very strong recovery power, and the blood marks Wang Yanqing just cut healed themselves within two strokes.

So she kept cutting and cutting.

"Has my inspection report come out?"

Wang Yanqing cut Wang Yuan's head with her nails, and while listening to the other person's wails of pain, she whispered: "What's wrong with my body?"

"Forehead."

Song Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground next to him, raised his head hesitantly, "Your Majesty, in fact, when you asked us to check your body two days ago, we were very surprised. After all, how could there be anything wrong with the physical body of a demigod?

?

And our Yiren Mansion has exhausted all manpower and material resources to conduct a comprehensive examination of your body, and indeed we have not found any problems.

The only special thing is that your physical fitness is almost on the same level as the previous Great Luo Shen Wu Emperor, very powerful.

How could such a strong and healthy body have problems..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yanqing flicked his right hand and blasted Song Yuan's head!

As the blood and minced meat splashed, the alchemist's physical body also flew backwards for dozens of meters due to inertia, and hit the corner of the hall hard, causing the entire palace to shake violently. Many runes emitting golden light were being blown away.

The walls they hit lit up one after another.

This slap almost activated the palace's defensive formation.

"waste!"

Wang Yanqing looked at Song Yuan's headless body, the blood-red twins glowing with cold murderous intent, "My body is fine?! You are a bunch of trash! Get out!"

"

In the corner, Song Yuan, who had lost his head, was trembling. He quickly stood up and ran towards the palace exit in a panic, not daring to stay here for a long time.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At this time, Wang Haoran's withered wooden head on the table laughed again, "Yan Qing, Yan Qing, why don't you accept your fate? I've told you before, in this era, no one can cure the demon blood gene in your body

Flaws, instead of wasting your life on this, why not think about how you can live a more exciting life in the only year you have left?"

"..."

Wang Yanqing had no expression on his face as he grabbed the withered wooden head and threw it directly into a brazier not far away, causing sparks to fly.

“Ahhhhh!

!”

Almost instantly, an extremely shrill wail came from the brazier, resounding directly through half of the palace, echoing continuously in the night, and making the guards and maids in the palace even more afraid of the new emperor.

"Wang Yuan."

In the hall, Wang Yanqing looked coldly at the only wooden head left on the table, "Tell me what I want to know, and I can consider giving you a good time, otherwise... you are not the Gu insect that hates Southern Xinjiang the most.

Are you ready? I will prepare a bathtub full of worms for you, and ask you to go in and take a bath, how about it?"

"No, no, don't! Don't! Don't!

!”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuan's withered head suddenly trembled, his face was full of fear and prayer, "But, but I don't know either! I've told you many times! This old guy Wang Haoran not only lied

He lied to you! He also lied to me! I am also a victim! Me too!"

"Blah, blah, blah! I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

Wang Yanqing's face was ferocious. He stretched out his right hand and poked his index finger directly into Wang Yuan's eye socket, popping the eyeball. "Tell me! How to cure the lifespan defect of demon blood! And how to eliminate the influence of the ancestors' will on my personality."

!Say!Say!

!”

“Ahhhhhhhh!

!”

Wang Yuan's wailing was so shrill that the hearts of those who heard it trembled.

The pain of popping his eyeballs was already unbearable, let alone the fact that he was now forcibly made into an alchemy craft, and his pain perception was increased ten thousand times!

What's worse is that he can't even go crazy.

As an alchemy handicraft, his soul stability has been improved to the extreme. He will be in an absolutely awake state until the second before the end of his soul life.

"..."

Wang Yanqing lowered his head and slowly withdrew his right hand from Wang Yuan's eye socket.

She lowered her eyes and looked at her bloody fingers with a confused expression.

Gradually, a little desire appeared in Wang Yanqing's beautiful blood-red eyes.

I saw her sticking out her tongue a little bit, trying to lick these scarlet things.

"Pfft!"

However, just when his tongue was about to touch the blood on his fingertips, Wang Yanqing suddenly bit hard and cut his tongue into two pieces, causing blood to spatter.

"Paji."

Half of the tongue fell to the ground, blood oozing out.

However, this half of the tongue was not still, but was constantly twisting on the floor, and there were several small black tentacles growing out of the severed tongue section, which was disgusting and weird.

"I don't want this...don't..."

After Wang Yanqing's tongue was bitten off, it healed itself and grew back in an instant. However, she slowly fell to the ground holding the table, hugged her legs, curled up, lowered her head and let out a suppressed cry of grievance, "I

Don’t become like this… don’t… don’t…”

In the hall with flickering lights, the woman's crying sounds were intermittent, seemingly absent.

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