Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

"It's not a dream! My Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor has been reborn!"

"Mingyang Tianyu, Nanyu, Zhang family, turned out to be the dog-legged forces of the Mingyang Empress."

"Mingyang Empress, you bastard caused this emperor's body to shatter and his soul severely damaged. Have you ever thought that this emperor would be reborn?"

Zhang Feiyang muttered to himself, and there were streaks of light in his eyes.

Memory fusion, he began to gradually control this body.

The original soul has been replaced by the ghost hand Tiandi's remnant soul.

The Heavenly Emperor of Ghosts, the master of the Great Dao who traversed the world a hundred years ago, once founded the Heavenly Domain of Ghosts.

It's a pity that he met the woman Empress Mingyang, who was beaten to death by the empress, and a wisp of remnant soul was involved in the space to escape against the current.

Ghost Hand Tianyu was naturally annexed by the Empress.

And his remnant soul has been floating in the reverse current of space for hundreds of years. It was not until he was hit by a colorful fragment not long ago that he got rid of the reverse current of space and descended on Zhang Feiyang's body.

"The cultivation base of the mortal realm, the aptitude is only ordinary people, and the meridians of the whole body are blocked by 70 to 80%, and they deserve to be reduced to waste wood."

"It's nothing but waste wood, but he actually indulges in wine and sex. At the age of seventeen, his body is about to be hollowed out, and he looks short-lived!"

"But it doesn't matter, now that the body is under the control of this emperor, all this can be easily changed."

"But this time it's really interesting. It's actually the dog-legged force of the Empress Mingyang. You can use this to hide your identity, accumulate a lot of money, and finally take revenge on the Empress!"

Zhang Feiyang has completely integrated the memory of his previous life, and he has the memory of the Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor.

It's not difficult for oneself at all.

Thinking about it, Zhang Feiyang's expression flew up like his name.

That feeling of being above ten thousand people and looking down on the world is back!

"Zhang Feiyang, are you sleeping in the morning class again?"

At this moment, a scolding sound spread, which made Zhang Feiyang's face stiff, and a strong fear rose in his heart.

what happened?

He looked forward, and a figure came slowly.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a goose-yellow warrior outfit.

Dressed in a capable short hair, casually tied ponytail, exudes youthful vitality.

There was still a little bit of blood on the armor, as if he had just returned from a bloodbath, and the killing intent was hidden from time to time.

Zhang Feiyang opened his eyes subconsciously, and the color of admiration rushed out of his heart uncontrollably.

But this love was quickly suppressed by fear, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at the girl.

"What's the situation? The original owner's obsession?"

Zhang Feiyang realized it later, and quickly understood.

To be reborn, obsession is the first thing to solve. It seems that the emperor can't be careless.

However, a little obsession is easy to solve.

Is it the deepest obsession to adore one's cousin, but have no courage to pursue it?

Zhang Feiyang couldn't help laughing secretly, it's just a woman, and this emperor came out, didn't he catch him?

Rest assured.

That obsession seemed to have confidence, and just now it slowly fell silent.

"Sister Qingchen, have you come back from your training? Wow, is your cultivation a high-grade saint?"

"It's amazing, Sister Qingchen, you have already left the other disciples of the family far away."

The surrounding teenagers stopped paying attention to Zhang Feiyang, and quickly gathered in front of the beautiful girl.

The girl's name is Zhang Qingchen, which seems to be a boy's name, and has been raised as a boy since childhood, and has always shown people with short hair.

Skilled in killing, he has been in and out of the mountains since he was a child, and he soon stood out from the Zhang family.

After this experience, her cultivation level has also entered the high-grade saint, and she can be regarded as the first person in the younger generation of Zhang family.

Naturally, it attracted a lot of admiration, including Zhang Feiyang.

Zhang Qingchen said lightly: "Thanks to the ancestors who stepped into immortality."

Talking like a person, it seems that a single word is wasted.

She walked out of the crowd, came to Zhang Feiyang, and taught: "This is the last time, and next time, there is no place for you in the trial field."

"I'll catch up with you soon." Zhang Feiyang hummed suddenly.

Zhang Qingchen smiled lightly, completely ignoring such bragging words.

She went straight away, like a gust of wind, but Zhang Feiyang clenched his fist involuntarily.

Don't look straight?

Am I so unbearable?

Huh? No no no, this is still the obsession of that kid!

The Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor was annoyed, but for the time being there was nothing he could do.

After Zhang Qingchen left, bursts of laughter erupted from the trial grounds again, which were naturally towards Zhang Feiyang.

"Catch up with Sister Qingchen? Dream about it, you bastard!"

Everyone thought it was very boring, and when it was time for get out of class, they all dispersed.

As for Zhang Feiyang, he didn't care.

Just laugh now, in a few days, this emperor will let you know how ignorant you are.

Holy? Is it strong? When this Emperor was at his peak, it was the realm of the Great Dao!

A bunch of stupid things, waiting to be slapped in the face.

...

At the same time, Zhang Qingchen returned to his inner room.

The goose-yellow outfit was taken off, and the graceful figure seemed to be shrouded in fluorescent light, exquisite and straight, exuding endless charm.

She casually put her body in plain clothes, shook her head, and her short hair was casually draped over her shoulders, still looking capable.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Zhang Qingchen said lightly, his eyes calm.

A maid came and reported, "Miss, the elders explained that for the banquet tomorrow, the younger generation of other families will be entrusted to you to entertain."

"Understood." Zhang Qingchen nodded, expecting this.

After all, she is the first person in the younger generation of the Zhang family, and she has gone through a lot of life, so she can handle this situation with ease.

"Chunxiang, do you know who the Nangong family sent over?"

Zhang Qingchen's expression was indifferent, and a few strange rays of light flickered in the depths of his eyes.

A figure appeared in her mind.

"Miss, I heard it's Nangong Junchen." The maid replied respectfully.

"Is it really him?"

Zhang Qingchen murmured that she could not forget the pictures of Nangong Junchen coming to propose marriage a few years ago.

It's a big joke that an extremely cowardly, lustful, and lacking in any virtue wants to marry her as a wife.

If it wasn't for the background of the Nangong family, she would have just abolished Nangong Junchen at that time.

Naturally, she didn't show Nangong Junchen a good face at that time, and mercilessly rejected Nangong Junchen's proposal in front of everyone.

After that, she never saw Nangong Junchen again.

Until more than two months ago, Nangong Junchen and Mu Xian'er's engagement contract spread.

Until the battle between Nangong Junchen and Ye Chen spread.

Only then did she pay attention to Nangong Junchen again, as if she had lost sight of it?

Nangong Junchen, this dandy, also has a time to turn over?

Sometimes she couldn't help thinking that what she rejected was actually a piece of gold, shining in other places.

It's always an uncomfortable feeling.

So for Nangong Junchen, her curiosity naturally climbed up gradually.