Reborn: The Godfather Has Fallen For Me

Wen Jiu was stunned, let her transform into that prince? Why?

"Won't?"

"Why?"

"I will tell you after you transform."

Even though Wenjiu didn't want to, she still did it because for some reason she always felt that if she believed in him, she might actually help him get revenge.

Turning around, a breeze blew up.

Dressed in the attire of a chamberlain, with a hat on his head, red eyes, and a straight nose, he looked exactly like the prince who had just left.

Zhai Yue nodded and said to Wen Jiu: "Where was the envoy from the Kingdom of Jin just now?"

Turning around, Wenjiu transformed into another figure.

"Okay, let's change it back."

After recovering himself, Wenjiu still looked at him in confusion, what did he want to do after all this trouble?

"Fan Xing, the crown prince of the Kingdom of Jin and the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Jin, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people, which one do you want to do?"

Wenjiu was stunned. Her little brain was not that smart yet and she didn't know what Ramadan meant.

"What's the meaning?"

Zhai Yue smiled mysteriously, stretched out her hand to pick up a peach petal that fell on her shoulder, and said in a nonchalant manner:

"Why don't you be that Prime Minister Feng? It would be more appropriate for me to pretend to be Prince Feng Shen Junlang."

"What?"

Wen Jiu seemed to have heard some big joke. What on earth would he do during Ramadan?

"What? Still don't want to? That's good, then let's be ourselves. Do you think it would be more fun if I were the second prince of the Kingdom of Jin who has been studying abroad, and you were the second prince's concubine? "

Wenjiu felt like he was going crazy. Why did he hear all the gossip he said?

"Don't you want to destroy the country? As long as you want to do it, the master will do what you want."

"Why? Why do you want to help me?"

"Why? Because I like you more, because the master likes you..."

Separate seats for men and women aged seven years old

At least Wenjiu understood this truth, but when he suddenly heard Ramadan's unabashed words, Wenjiu's cheeks turned red and he was at a loss.

There was only one wall between the large and bright inner room and Ramadan's room. Sitting in front of the window, watching the flowers dancing in front of the court, she suddenly felt a little excited and a little happy for no apparent reason.

He said he would be the prince and she would be the princess.

This really made her don't know what to do, but she felt that this was not unreasonable. To destroy the Jin Kingdom, to destroy the Jin Kingdom with her own hands, she must have an identity that would not attract people's attention.

Yes, she could go directly to the Kingdom of Jin and kill all those who had bullied her, but Ramadan told her that the Demon Suppression Tower, the national treasure of the Kingdom of Jin, was placed in the imperial court.

Any monster that comes close will be put into the monster suppression tower. She will not forget that she experienced the pain of burning like this 10 years ago.

The skin all over her body was burned and ulcerated. If she hadn't taken the elixir to retain a trace of her breath, how could she have obtained the demon elixir of Guichi Qilin by chance.

Only then did she realize that if Ramadan had not suddenly approached in front of the Wen Mansion, she might have been imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower again.

But now that he already has a skill but can't use it yet, it really makes people feel extremely angry.

The next morning

The black fox demon placed the food in front of Wenjiu's house, glanced at her secretly, and ran away in fear.

Wenjiu rolled his eyes and ran out with the little demon with a rare childishness.

Her movements were quick and agile. How could the little demon be her opponent? As soon as she made a move, the little demon transformed into itself. It was really a white fox all the time.

But isn’t the black fox supposed to be silver? The one she caught that night was the silver one.

"Only those with a white color can cultivate the black fox into a demon. Those with a silver color can only be destined to be competed by the six realms because of their brilliant colors."

Zhai Yue, who had appeared behind her at some point, stood not far away. Watching her playfully holding Xuan Hu's neck and playing with it, she said with a rare warm smile:

"If you like, there is a nest of little black foxes in the back mountain. You can catch one and raise it."

Catching one to raise, I have to say, there are very few little girls who don’t like these cute pets, but do you really want to capture such a furry guy?

"Can you cultivate into a demon?"

"If you don't like monsters, I have a hundred ways to prevent them from turning into monsters."

The little Xuanhu who was pinched by Wenjiu trembled in fright when he heard this. Wenjiu let go of his hand in shock and ran away quickly. He had to quickly inform the brothers in the back mountain, but he couldn't be beaten by these two great gods. Caught.

Wenjiu clapped his hands and said to Ramadan: "Then I want the kind of furry ones, very small ones that can't transform into monsters."

Ramadan smiled gently, nodded and said: "You can pick it yourself before we go down the mountain. Now it's time to adjust your breath. You have to meditate and adjust your breath every day. We can go down the mountain after your evil spirit stabilizes. Don't forget it."

"Okay, I get it now."

Wenjiu saw that Zhai Yue had walked towards the secret room. She raised her eyes and secretly glanced at the figure walking away. He was the prince and she was the princess. She was actually looking forward to it.

She has to take a cup of jade dew every seven days. As long as she takes it, the soreness and numbness in her body will disappear completely.

Wen Jiu once asked what the drink was, but Zhai Yue only said that it was a secret guard of the master's sect and there was no need to know.

She had also worried that if one day he was no longer by her side, would she be unable to control the demon body?

This problem is unavoidable. Because of this, Wenjiu feels sad and worried every time he swallows Jade Dew.

"Flying with a sword is not for you to sit on it. You don't need to know these things if you use the demon method, but don't forget that you can't use it in the human world. Demons have no shadow."

"The Three Kingdoms worship warriors. All warriors above level 4 can fly with swords. You must learn to use swords."

"Oh, I know, but it's so difficult to step on it. Otherwise, we can sneak into the Wen Mansion, kill them and run away, so we won't be afraid of the Demon Suppression Tower."

This was the 101st time Wen Jiu made such a suggestion. Zhai Yue ignored her and sat on one side looking at the chessboard in front of her.

Although this girl has been burned by the fire for 10 years and is full of hatred in her heart, the rare thing is that her true heart has not changed and she still retains her innocence.

But this innocence is both a blessing and a curse!

He suddenly felt that it would not be as easy as imagined for this girl to take the initiative to take out the demon pill. What he feared most in the world was this child's naive heart.

But whatever he values ​​in Ramadan, he will get it no matter how difficult it is.

The Ghost Pond Qilin was imprisoned in the Nine Nether Hells for ten thousand years, so why didn't he stay in that deep pool for hundreds of millions of years?

Transformed into a dragon?

He is the last black dragon in the world, why should he transform?

Thousands of years ago, the only two eternal beasts in the world, the Kirin and the Black Dragon, fought against each other. The two did not want to give in to each other. In the end, Guichi Kirin was imprisoned in the Nine Nether Purgatory, and his ability was sealed in the Suo Yao Pill, allowing him to transform into a dragon. To unlock the demon elixir, you need the demon elixir from Qilin, a ghost pool in the Nine Nether Hell.

He had been waiting for thousands of years, but he didn't expect that even after his death, the ghost pond Qilin would cooperate with him and drive the demon pill into a mortal body?

Humph, do you think this is enough? He won't be afraid of what he wants to get in Ramadan for ten thousand years, let alone this little mortal?

"If you don't take it seriously, I'm afraid you won't be able to get revenge even if you wait another 10 years."

Wenjiu muttered, looking at the sword, which was only as big as a palm. It was really difficult to stand on it.

"Also, remember from now on, your name is Fanxing, don't let me say it a second time." If you can't react the next time, don't drink Yulu.