True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The severe pain from the separation of the bones was no match for the shock to the brain at this moment.

The first poisoner.

Calculator!

Two god-level bosses with completely different abilities turned out to be the same person? !

Still such a young girl.

"Forget, you can't speak now." Ying Zijin clasped his chin, and closed it again with a "snap".

She looked indifferent from beginning to end, without the slightest sympathy.

"You're obviously...not yet twenty!" The magician was pale and in great pain, he shouted, "How is it possible? Impossible! You should be at least a few hundred years old!"

He was the hand of the first poisoner in the sixteenth century.

How could the first poisoner be so young?

But these poisons proved that Ying Zijin was the first poisoner.

"You sages are so special that they can be reincarnated constantly, and it is not surprising that there are other supernatural things." Ying Zijin fed the third medicine, and looked at the magician from top to bottom, "The sage's ability to bear is indeed very high. powerful."

The magician was not as calm as he seemed.

He only felt like there were ten thousand insects biting in his body, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

He had never experienced this kind of pain.

The magician only felt despair to the bone, and his nerves collapsed: "Sir, please forgive me..."

"What kind of pain is this?" Ying Zijin stabbed a gold needle into his head again, faintly, "Not as good as me and him, nor as much as the people you harmed."

Little by little, several seven-inch long gold needles were all submerged into the magician's acupuncture points.

These few golden needles instantly magnified the pain in the body by a hundred times.

The magician couldn't bear it at all, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His muscles were trembling and he was sweating.

He could feel that his life was passing.

A sage with absolute power can even be killed?

"Ah—! Why!" The magician let out a hysterical roar, "Why did I turn on the reverse position, but I still can't compare to you? Why? Why is this?!"

"I'm not reconciled! I don't—"

The sound stopped at this moment.

The magician let out his last breath, stared, and fell heavily.

Dead restless.

Fu Yun narrowed his eyes: "Are you out of breath?"

As we all know, sages cannot be killed.

Unless the reincarnation of the sage is hunted again and again after the sage has fallen due to disaster.

"Yes, it's dead." Ying Zijin was also slightly confused, she pondered, "Maybe it's the poison I made, far beyond what he can bear."

Her medical skills and poison skills were learned in her previous life in the spiritual world.

Any kind of pharmaceutical and acupuncture methods do not exist here.

"It's a good thing." Fu Yunshen leaned back on the chair and raised his hand lazily, "I finally killed the first sage, but my girlfriend is more powerful. I'll rely on you in the future."

"He said the word 'reversed' just now." Ying Zijin raised his head, "I have an inference."

"Me too." Fu Yun smiled deeply, "Let's hear it."

"The twenty-two major arcanas of the Tarot represent the twenty-two sages." Ying Zijin slowly said, "Each card has a positive position and a reverse position."

"For example, the upright position of the devil represents depravity, but the reverse position represents progress."

"Correspondingly, sages also have upright and reversed positions." Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he chuckled, "The magician has turned on the reversed position, so he can make poison, and the tower and the Hanged Man have turned on the reversed position. , there is a new increase in force."

"Well." Ying Zijin nodded, "I think it is the power of this 'reversed position' that also affects their nature."

Xiu and Qin Lingyu both said it.

A long time ago, every sage was running around everywhere, resisting various disasters and protecting the world.

I don't know since when, some things have changed.

"It seems that it was the lord who found out how to make the sages reverse their positions." Fu Yun said lightly, "Ta and Riyan are both fighting sages, so naturally they cannot refuse to gain stronger strength, and perhaps there is a deeper level of reason."

"I think so too." Ying Zijin thought thoughtfully, "Do you think that Leroy has turned on the reverse position?"

"She?" Fu Yun said in a deep voice, "She has only been at the pinnacle of power for a long time, and she has just deteriorated. No one is a saint."

"I don't care what happens to her." Ying Zijin held her chin and raised her eyebrows, "Sir, your honor cannot be lost."

Shining Morning Star, Son of Glory.

Fu Yun was stunned for a while, and after a while, he smiled lazily: "Since the girlfriend has spoken, it won't be lost."

He finished packing the magician's body, left the room, and went downstairs.

In the living room, Shao Yun was pushed by Jiang Ran in front of the mahjong table, playing cards with Ling Mianxi at a loss.

Seeing Fu Yun getting down, he wiped his sweat and stood up immediately: "Xiao Qi, you..."

"Are you going out of the city?" Fu Yunshen picked up his coat and draped it over his shoulders, "Let's go, I'll give you a ride, but I want to go to Shanghai first."

Shao Yun was stunned for a while, he swallowed everything he wanted to ask, and silently followed behind the man.

All the way to the gate of the city, unobstructed.

It has never been so smooth to leave the city once, and Shao Yun was even a little dazed.

He opened his hand and looked down at the lettering in his palm.

is a name.

Fu Liuying.

He thought that if his memory was cleared, he would surely forget everything with Fu Liuying.

But he couldn't forget her.

If there is no memory, he can still remind him that this is the person he loves the most.

On the way to Shanghai, Fu Yunshen didn't speak.

The plane quickly arrived at the destination, and Fu Yunshen came directly to the cemetery.

Yu Shaoyun knew that Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu were buried here.

Fu Yunshen bought some offerings, and he turned around: "Don't go in, they won't want to see you."

Shao Yun smiled bitterly: "I know."

And he has never been able to say an apology in his life.

But what's the use of apologizing?

The man is dead.

The cemetery is cleaned every day, and there are two willow trees beside it.

It was December, and the willow leaves had turned slightly yellow.

"Grandpa, grandma." Fu Yunshen knelt down slowly, poured a glass of wine gently on the tomb, and smiled, "I'm here to see you."

No one answered, only two smiling pictures.

"Don't worry, I have never let down your hopes, nor let hatred flood my eyes." He said, "I am avenging my hatred, and I am walking the road."

He took out the box with the ashes of the magician: "This is one of our enemies, killed by your granddaughter-in-law. As you wish, I kidnapped her."

"The rest, come one by one, I, Fu Yunshen, will do what I say."

On the tombstone, Mr. Fu looked at him quietly, still smiling, as if to say—

Grandpa heard it.

Fu Yunshen knelt down for a while before standing up.

He raised his hand to catch a fallen leaf, and he was still stepping on the ground where Old Master Fu and Fu Liuying stood.

What they were looking at was also the sky they had looked up at.

They told him in this way that they never left.

Fu Yun went out of the cemetery and nodded to the man whose back was desolate: "Let's go."

Shao Yun returned to his senses, closed his fingers, and pursed his lips: "Hmm."

The two came to the ancient martial arts world again.

Last time, Fu Liuying's tomb was moved to the back mountain near the Judicial Hall.

The guards are in charge of it, and no one is allowed to step in without Fu Yunshen's permission.

Still a wordless monument and no photos of it.

But Yu Shaoyun knew that the one who was sleeping inside was the peerless Fu Liuying.

Time flies, and the rosy face turns into withered bones.

It is now forever separated.

Yu Shaoyun raised his hand, trembled, touched the cold tombstone, and whispered, "Liu Ying, I'm here to accompany you."

Years later, a new generation of ancient warriors grew up.

At the back hill of the Judicial Hall, a man with gray hair was still sitting in front of an unnamed grave.

Day after day, watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds roll in the clouds.

**

Also today, W online announced the New Year's ceremony.

The New Year's Day is the most important festival in the city of the world.

In addition to welcoming the New Year, we should also be grateful for the peaceful days brought by the sages.

And the crusade against the Sage Demon and three other traitors.

But this year, a content was added to execute two people who violated the interests of the World City and the Academy of Sages.

【This year's New Year's ceremony is so early? Didn't I say that December 1st can also be called the New Year? Get sick! 】

The belief of the sage queen is far from what it used to be.

[And execute two people in front of the whole city? Who is it? 】

[I don't care if I can see other sages, the Pope who shines on the morning star is my belief! 】

good morning

Q reading is not far from the previous one, ask for a vote for Emperor Ying~

The last day of Xiaoxiang's double monthly pass, don't forget to vote =3=

ps: I strongly recommend the drama "Age of Awakening" to everyone, suitable for all ages