I Evolved The Heavens

The fragrance is fragrant and intoxicating.

Beauty is so important that it is hard to refuse.

Yang Yi sneered in his heart. You can believe it if you eat people and fairies. There will be no liars that day.

He shook his arm, and Yang Yuhuan slammed to the side in exclaim, lying on the ground.

"San Lang, you are so cruel, why do you want to treat your concubine so much, and your concubine loves you so much."

Yang Yuhuan slowly got up. She looked at Yang Yi with sadness and questioning in her voice, but her eyes were full of love, love and hatred, and she seemed to regard Yang Yi as Tang Xuanzong.

Yang Yi just looked at it coldly, and he found that the other party seemed to have entered a state of insanity.

In fact, it's normal to think about it. A normal woman has been trapped in this painting for seven to eight hundred years, and she often can't see outsiders for months or even years. It's strange if she doesn't go crazy.

Yang Yuhuan’s eyes were full of tears, and her voice was sad and sad: “They all said that the concubine body broke your country, and they wanted to kill the concubine body to thank the world and reorganize the military spirit. But the concubine body does not have that kind of thought and ability, The concubine just wants to stay and fly with you and be a normal couple.

However, the emperor should put the country as the most important thing. If he sacrifices his concubine, he can save the Tang Dynasty. The concubine is willing to die for Saburo.

It's just that the concubine has hanged himself, why did Saburo use magic to seal the concubine's Hun and Po in this painting?

Do you know that the world in this painting is so cold?

Although the four seasons are like spring, it is nothing more than an exquisite cage, imprisoning concubine for life. "

At the end, the love in her tone changed her deep hatred.

Hate Tang Xuanzong's low love and injustice, hate Tang Xuanzong's fierce selfishness.

For the so-called Jiangshan has forced her to death, why should her Hun and Po be sealed in this painting and become an immortal painting demon, imprisoned in this painting world forever?

Yang Yi sighed secretly, Yang Yuhuan was really a pitiful person.

It's just pitiful, but the people who have been killed by her inhaling for hundreds of years are not pitiful?

He used to watch Yang Yuhuan with the technique of observing luck, and saw that Monster Qi around her was as dark as ink, and there were hundreds of injustices wailing and crying, almost turning into a ghost realm.

Although Yang Yuhuan is pitiful, she is already a demon who cannibalize countless people.

Yang Yi said indifferently: "The imperial concubine, you have admitted the wrong person, I am not your Saburo."

"No, you are my Saburo. Saburo, you are so cruel, how can you leave your concubine for hundreds of years, and you will stay here with me in the future. We will never be separated again."

Yang Yuhuan floated up, his expression was crazy and affectionate.

Her eyes had turned to greenish red, looking strange and terrifying.

The squally wind roared in the palace, Ning Caichen was swept away, hit the wall, and instantly woke up in pain.

He looked at Yang Yuhuan who had been enchanted in horror, horrified to death.

Wasn't she still in love with Yu'er just now? How could she suddenly become like this.

Zheng! Zheng!

The rich Monster Qi, turned into a jade sword with a handle of three feet long, appeared in front of Yang Yuhuan like a peacock on the screen.

With a finger of her right hand, dozens of jade swords whizzed and shot towards Yang Yi.

In the world in the painting, Yang Yi has only thinking but no body.

If you want to deal with Yang Yuhuan, there is no magic power available at all, you can only use your fist.

Yang Yi fisted, his body quickly merged and turned into a round of sun rising slowly, blooming with endless light.

This ray of light is just reaching the sun, and it is the most restraining evil spirit.

Under the rays of the sun, the jade swords melted one after another, turning into strands of blue smoke.

"The sun has risen, are you the author of the dawn chart?"

Yang Yuhuan screamed, his eyes filled with horror.

She is a painting demon, but also only has a soul, no body, so this kind of strong and yang energy is the most lethal to her.

The last time she was in the Palace of Chu, the mere scent of the rising sun's breaking dawn made her very uncomfortable, not to mention that she is now deliberately targeted by Yang Yi.

Yang Yi did not answer, and continued to push his fist.

With the endless rays of light shining, even the palace began to melt, because this was also transformed by demon power.

"Saburo, stop now, stop now, my concubine can't stand it anymore."

Yang Yuhuan wailed bitterly, rolling all over the floor.

She was full of wisps of blue smoke, and her body began to melt like a candle.

Partial palace.

The maids also screamed bitterly, and it didn't take long for them to turn into flying ashes.

Ning Caichen was awake now, but his thinking was down.

How could Brother Yang become a sun, hanging in the palace, but he didn't react, but Yang Yuhuan festered and merged under the light.

The original stunning beauty, now she can't see her appearance clearly, like a human-shaped candle melting.

"San Lang, Saburo!"

Yang Yuhuan's voice was stern and sorrowful, and finally turned into fly ash and disappeared completely.

The surrounding palaces have also been burning, and the fire has continued to skyrocket.

"Fire, it's on fire!"

Ning Caichen yelled in horror, his eyes changed and he suddenly turned over and sat up, panting heavily.

Drops of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"This is the guest room, I'm back!"

Ning Caichen was overjoyed. When he turned his head, he saw Yang Yi sitting not far away in Lotus Position, with pictures of royal concubine night makeup spread on his knees.

puff!

The imperial concubine night makeup picture burned quickly without fire.

Yang Yi opened his eyes, and with a light wave of his hand, the burning royal concubine night makeup picture floated in the air. It burned quickly, turned into a piece of ashes, and slowly fell to the floor.

Ning Caichen got out of bed and asked hurriedly, "Brother Yang, what happened before, why did Yu'er become like that?"

The previous experience made him understand that the other party must be inhuman even if he is ignorant.

"You hit a demon!"

"Hit a demon?"

"Yes. Your so-called Yu'er is actually Yang Yuhuan, the concubine Yang of the Tang Dynasty. She was forced to hang herself in Maweipo, but Hun and Po were sealed in the painting by Tang Xuanzong's orders with a sorcerer. , In order to continue to be pampered. Only after the death of Tang Xuanzong, this painting also fell into the folk. People who get this painting will enter the painting with heart, and finally they will be sucked up and died."

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Brother Ning, you are lucky. It hasn't been long since you got this painting, and you won't be fascinated. Otherwise, even me, I won't be able to save you."

Just like that Liu Xin, people are completely addicted to it, even if they burn off the royal concubine night makeup picture, they can’t get better.

This is like mental poisoning, the poison penetrates the bone marrow, and the gods save it.

Ning Caichen's face turned pale, and he felt like a dream when he recalled the experience of the previous few days, with an unreal feeling.

I am fascinated by ghosts, and my mind is full of the other party's body.

He saluted Yang Yi and thanked him: "Thank you Brother Yang for your life-saving grace, it's just Brother Yang..."

When Ning Caichen said this, his face turned blushing, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "I only had a good time with Concubine Yang, and seemed to have forgotten your existence. Then, did you see the shameful scenes between me and her? arrive?"

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