Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Everyone in Juechen Palace, including those subordinates loyal to Zhang Lianwu, were puzzled.

You know, when the Right Protector took out the Palace Master's token, they took it for granted that the Right Protector was the candidate chosen by the old Palace Master to succeed the Palace Master, and then they supported the Right Protector to succeed the Palace Master. Now this is not the case, so who can Is he the real successor to the palace?

Jian Wu and Huang Ping also wanted to know to whom did the old palace master give the palace master's token and the Xuanming Heart Sutra?

Seeing the questioning look cast by Protector Zuo, Qingyun nodded slightly, and Protector Zuo then said loudly: "Fellow disciples, please be quiet. I know who is the real successor to the Palace Master."

Everyone stopped talking immediately and all turned to look at Protector Zuo.

And Zhang Lianwu had an unknown premonition in his heart. The look that Guardian Zuo looked at Mu Qingyun just now clearly had a deep meaning. Could it be...

Looking around at the people with anxious and doubtful expressions, Protector Zuo said loudly: "The old palace master once sent a secret letter to this protector. The letter stated that the old palace master had already passed the palace master's token to the ninth princess. At the same time, I ordered this protector to fully assist the Ninth Princess, so the Ninth Princess is the real successor palace master!"

No one knew how frightened and shocked she felt when she received the secret letter from the old palace master.

Although she understood that the old palace master was omnipotent, she was still shocked that the old palace master actually knew that she had taken refuge with the ninth princess. Especially when the old palace master actually passed the position of palace master to the ninth princess, she was deeply shocked. I was puzzled, but also secretly glad.

"No! This is impossible!" As soon as Zuo Zuo's words fell, Zhang Lianwuxie retorted hysterically, with a ferocious and twisted face full of shock and disbelief: "Mu Qingyun and Juechen Palace are enemies of life and death, that old... .....How could the old palace master let an enemy control Juechen Palace?"

No wonder when she forced the old guy to hand over the Palace Master's token and the Xuanming Heart Sutra, the old guy looked at her so strangely. Although she felt uneasy, she didn't think much about it, and she didn't expect that the old guy actually handed over the Palace Master's token. That bitch Mu Qingyun.

If she had known this, she should have killed the old thing at that time. Maybe there was still room for maneuver at this moment.

It was really a wrong move, and everything was lost.

Everyone also looked surprised and looked at Qingyun with complicated and awe-inspiring looks.

Ignoring the ruthless Zhang Lianwu, Protector Zuo took out a letter from his arms and was about to hand it to his close associates for everyone to check. Master Yan Xiang had already strode forward to take the letter and read it carefully, frowning. He locked it tightly and handed it to the person next to him. Everyone read it several times. Although they confirmed that it was indeed the old palace master's handwriting, they were still a little skeptical.

"Nine... Ninth Princess, it's not that we don't believe you, but" Master Yan Xiang thought for a while and said, "It's just that the matter is very important, so please take out the Palace Master's token and let me see it."

After all, the lessons learned by the Right Protector are still fresh in their minds, and the Ninth Princess is indeed deeply feuding with Juechen Palace, so they naturally have to be extra cautious.

Qingyun's face was always as dark as water, and she seemed to turn a blind eye to everyone's different expressions. She had vowed to uproot the Juechen Palace, but after all, she was not vicious and cold-blooded enough, not to mention Murong Qingyi... But she was against the master of the Juechen Palace. She didn't care about her position at all. After hearing Master Yan Xiang's request, she took out Murong Qingyi from the kit bag she carried and forced it to her. The jade ring with a faint blue light was handed to Lan Jue, who then handed it over to Master Yan Xiang.

Master Yan Xiang took the jade ring with a respectful face, looked at it carefully for a long time, then handed it to others with both hands, then faced Qingyun and knelt down and said respectfully: "My subordinate Yan Ju pays homage to the palace master. The palace master has achieved martial virtue, longevity and heaven." together!"

Everyone who had confirmed that the jade ring was indeed the palace master's token, including those who were originally loyal to Zhang Lianwu, knelt down and said in unison: "I will pay my respects to the palace master. The palace master will become a martial artist and live as long as heaven!"

"Get up." He took the jade ring that Lan Jue had brought back and looked at the people with awe on their faces. Qingyun's brows contained an air of nobility and elegance, and her dark pupils were like an unfathomable lake: "I am not Your Palace Master, as long as you take the initiative to lay down your weapons, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and start a new life from now on, I promise to forget the past and promise you a stable and peaceful life, otherwise I will disappear forever together with the Juechen Palace! You must think clearly about where to go!" Just like Master Ju Hall, erase the memory of Juechen Palace and become an ordinary person.

After everyone listened, you looked at me and I looked at you, feeling a little hesitant for a moment.

"Sister" At this time, Ling'er came to the main hall with a part of the black-armored army, and rushed to Qingyun: "Sister, all the remnants of the Juechen Palace in the east have been brought to justice, and they have been killed even though they stubbornly resisted."

"Princess Qizhen, the ministers and others have taken control of the situation in the south." Yunfei walked in with great strides, his purple robe embroidered with gold-rimmed manzhu and sandalwood flying as he walked, looking as clear as a god, followed by a group of heroic purple-clad guards. .

"Jiu'er, all the rebels to the west have been killed!" A loud voice like thunder suddenly came from the door of the main hall, and then Sima Yue walked in with his head held high, the cold sword in his hand stained with bright red blood, Thousands of well-trained blue cloud riders followed closely behind.

Seeing Sima Rui standing next to Qingyun, Sima Yue hurriedly walked to Sima Rui: "Third brother, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, eighth brother, I'm fine." Sima Rui was inexplicably moved by his relatives' genuine concern, and a faint and gentle smile appeared on his cold face.

Although Sima Rui said this, Sima Yue was not at ease. He still carefully checked Sima Rui from side to side until he was sure that he was unharmed. Then he felt truly at ease: "It's good that Third Brother is fine. If Jiu'er hadn't been kind, I will definitely cleanse the Juechen Palace with blood to vent the evil anger on Third Brother!"

Sima Rui smiled lightly and looked at Sima Yue's eyes with relief and relief. It seemed that his eighth brother was much more mature and steady than a year ago. Thanks to Jiu'er's good intentions, he could finally feel relieved.

Looking at the main entrance of the underground palace with clear eyes, she could not see Situ Jingyu and Lin Yiwei. Qingyun frowned slightly. For some reason, she had a vague feeling in her heart, so she asked in a low voice: "Why don't you see Situ?" General them?"

The terrain and mechanism layout in the north were relatively weak, but thinking that Situ Jingyu wanted to protect Lin Yiwei's master and servant, she specially arranged for Zike to assist Situ Jingyu, and at the same time gave Situ Jingyu 30,000 troops.

Logically speaking, they should be the first to arrive. Why are there still no people there at this moment? Could it be that some accident happened?

"Don't worry Jiu'er, I saw the success signal has been sent from the north. I believe General Situ and the others should be arriving soon." Sima Yue comforted him.

Qingyun's heart was still high, but nothing strange could be seen on her elegant and elegant face.

Everyone in Juechen Palace who was still hesitant at first knew that the situation was over. Seeing that Lord Yan Xiang was the first to throw away his weapons and surrender, the rest of the people also abandoned their weapons and surrendered.

Seeing that years of planning had come to an end, Zhang Lianwu was horrified and unwilling, especially when she saw Sima Rui, who had never been polite to her, actually showing others a light and warm smile like a warm sun, so charming and intoxicating , the originally ferocious face was as dark as ink, and the anger of jealousy and resentment quickly rose, and soon turned into a prairie fire.

Zhang Lianwu opened her mouth and wanted to say something eagerly. Unexpectedly, Protector Zuo quickly touched her mute point with his quick eyes and hands, unable to make a single sound. He turned to glare at Protector Zuo, Zhang Lianwu's sinister eyes flashed with bone-gnawing hatred. Protector Zuo turned a blind eye to his murderous intention to destroy heaven and earth.

"Third brother, fifth brother, I'll leave this to you. Yunfei, immediately lead people to meet General Situ and the others." Qingyun turned to look at Master Yan Xiang, and said in a light voice without any tone: "Master Yan Xiang, please lead the way. I am Go and see Mu...your old palace master."

Master Yan Xiang respectfully responded: "I obey!" and then guided Qingyun to the foot of Duanhun Cliff. Mo Xuan naturally stayed with him, while Lan Jue and Wuying were left behind.

After following Master Yan Xiang for a long time, the three of them finally came to a stone wall. Master Yan Xiang stretched out his hand to press the mechanism on the wall, and then said to Qingyun respectfully and expectantly: "The old Palace Master is inside. Lord please."

Instructing Master Yan Xiang to stay outside the door, Qingyun and Mo Xuan walked in slowly and closed the stone door at the same time.

Murong Qingyi, who had not eaten a meal or drank a sip of water for two days and two nights, and had been tortured continuously, heard the sound of the stone door, slowly raised her head, and saw Qing Qingyi walking forward step by step. Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, then became gloomy and lonely for a moment. A wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and dry: "You're here."

She saw him look down and out in embarrassment twice. He really didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

She was right, he was really blind and blinded by lard, that's why he was repeatedly betrayed and hurt by the people he deeply loved and trusted, and that's why he ended up like this. It was all his own fault.

Looking at Murong Qingyi quietly, Qingyun, who stood with his hands behind his hands, frowned slightly, his expression was calm with a touch of indifference, but his heart was full of mixed feelings.

His snow-white hair was a little messy, and his handsome and square face was obviously haggard and thinner. The navy blue robe on his body was already in tatters, with whip wounds, burns, knife wounds...layers upon layers, and almost no intact piece could be seen. The skin is still bleeding out with blood, which is simply shocking.

"I said that when the family revenge is avenged, I will let you handle it. Just do it!" Murong Qingyi slowly closed her eyes, with a look of relief and relief on her face.

Her coming here is enough to prove that Lin Bingquan failed. Although he did not kill Lin Bingquan with his own hands to avenge his family, but he still gave up his wish. For some reason, he felt that he could die in her hands. No regrets.

Qingyun Qingli's face remained indifferent and calm. After a moment, she took out the dark iron dagger Lin Han gave her and swung it at Murong Qingyi...