Tsundere Empress: Immortal Supreme? Just a Provocative Disciple

Long Qilan's murderous intention was not directed at these nuns.

She hurriedly came to Long Zhuyu and roared angrily: "Mother, give me back your lonely moon!

It's all you!

You took him away, and you still can't protect him!

I hate you! "

Long Qilan couldn't help crying as she spoke.

There are so many women in the palace who can fall in love with Yue Qingling.

Even Huang Lixing was cooked.

She, Long Qilan, can't go too far.

She could only hide her thoughts in her heart and practice the Yao Palace Mental Technique every day to suppress the pain in her heart.

If life goes on like this, she will admit it.

As long as these women are friendly to Ling Yuedao, she is willing to protect them in obscurity.

But now, she completely exploded.

It's all because of the Queen Mother, it's all because of her!

As the empress of a country, she couldn't control her desires!

"Qilan, all the mistakes you made are my fault alone, and I know I am guilty.

Just because he committed Slaanesh, Yue Yan died.

I voluntarily escaped into Buddhism. From then on, I accompanied the ancient Buddha Qing Deng, chanted sutras day and night, and saved Yue Yan’s soul. "

Long Zhuyu didn't even dare to open her eyes, and tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

She was in unbearable pain and just wanted to find a quiet place to heal.

Otherwise she will really die of sadness.

Long Zhuyu, who had never loved a man, had no love when the late emperor was alive.

After a hundred years of hard work, she finally met a man who made her willing to act coquettishly and cutely.

This is her luck.

This year is also her happiest year.

However, God may have felt that she was unruly and unworthy of living such a happy life, so he took away her most beloved man.

Long Zhuyu was completely crushed.

She secretly felt that she was the culprit.

In this case, she is willing to spend the rest of her life repenting!

"Qilan, Aunt Long is in pain too, please spare her."

Lin Qingyu grabbed Long Qilan and gently took her out.

The nuns outside did not dare to go in.

Lin Qingyu nodded at them, and then they dared to walk in carefully and continue their work.

Three thousand black hairs were cut off with one stroke, and Long Zhuyu's beautiful head lost its hair, revealing a perfect skull.

She put on her monk's robe and cassock, and in an instant she transformed into a tall and pretty nun.

However, there was no expression on her face.

Once Yue Qingling died, her heart completely died.

Lin Qingyu sent Long Qilan back. Along the way, Long Qilan collapsed three times and cried so much that she fell on the side of the road and didn't want to leave.

She has nothing left.

The person you love is dead.

My mother also became a monk.

She really has nothing left...

Lin Qingyu almost carried her back.

She asked the maids to take good care of the desperate girl.

Then a man walked out.

She also felt physically and mentally exhausted at this time.

It is very difficult to keep a secret.

Especially seeing friends and family tortured by this secret.

But she has a strong nature and will never reveal a word!

She returned to her residence silently. As soon as she entered the house and wanted to sit for a while, she heard movement from the back room.

Then, Shen Rongrong, dressed in black, walked out of the back room.

It seems that she has been waiting here for a long time.

Lin Qingyu ignored her, sat at the table, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"He's dead, right?"

Shen Rongrong asked coldly with an expressionless face, but her hands continued to tremble.

Proof that her heart was constantly bleeding.

"Haha, do you care? Everyone else has the right to be sad. Even Her Majesty the Empress, she sincerely likes Yue Qingling.

Shen Rongrong, what about you?

You just want revenge, right?

Don't speak. Really, you don't deserve to ask! "

Lin Qingyu said indifferently.

Shen Rongrong began to tremble all over. She came to Lin Qingyu and suppressed the pain in her heart: "He is dead, right?"

Shen Rongrong no longer had the energy to quarrel with Lin Qingyu.

"Dead, died in the hands of your master, not even ashes."

Lin Qingyu said indifferently.

"Why aren't you sad?" Shen Rongrong stared at her.

"It's a joke, when I was sad, you were still busy being your leader in the Nine Nether Land!"

Lin Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly sneered to cover it up.

The two were silent for a long time.

"Lin Qingyu, I beg you."

Shen Rongrong suddenly became arrogant in a low voice.

"What do you want from me?" Lin Qingyu looked at her warily.

Shen Rongrong knelt down slowly. She held her round thighs with both hands and said softly with a pale face: "Fairy Lin, I give up. I beg you to tell me that he is not dead, okay?"

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the hem of Lin Qingyu's skirt, with abnormal expectation on her face: "Fairy Lin, Sister Lin, Mistress Lin, I beg you, please tell me that he is not dead.

As long as you say he is not dead, I will work as a slave, a maid, an ox or a horse for you..."

"You're crazy."

Lin Qingyu tugged at the hem of her skirt, shook her hand away, and then left quickly.

I can't stay here anymore.

"Fairy Lin, please... Wuwuwu... Fairy Lin..."

The proud Shen Rongrong knelt and cried behind her, crying and begging at the same time.

She might have seen something, but she might have been mentally disturbed.

But no matter what it is, Lin Qingyu will never admit that Yue Qingling faked his death.

These women reacted so violently.

She walked out of her small courtyard, not knowing where to go to avoid the wind.

Lin Qingyu suddenly thought that Huang Lixing seemed to still be rational.

She didn't want to stay here anymore, so she found the teleportation array and came to Lingjing Sect.

Everything in Lingjing Sect remains as usual.

In the leader's residential courtyard, Lin Qingyu saw Huang Lixing who was practicing martial arts.

Huang Lixing holds the Shadow Sword. Her swordsmanship is not very good, but she practices it very seriously.

Lin Qingyu sat in her yard for a while, feeling the long-lost tranquility.

After practicing the sword, Huang Lixing put away the shadow sword, came to sit next to Lin Qingyu, poured tea for her, and put some dried fruits on the table.

"My aunt placed her spiritual consciousness on a jade stone. She asked me to sink her to the bottom of the lake. She must practice quietly until she turns into a human form."

Huang Lixing looked at the Shadow Sword, as if he was saying something very ordinary.

"Why."

Lin Qingyu sighed and remained silent.

"Myolie, death is like a lamp going out..." After a long time, Lin Qingyu said such comforting words.

Huang Lixing didn't react much. She just stared at a fallen leaf in the courtyard.

"Qingyu, I have to practice hard, I have to work hard.

I hate myself so much for not having the guts, hey, I have to work hard..."

Lin Qingyu had almost rested here. When she was about to leave, Huang Lixing told her another news.

"Su Muxue said that she wants to travel around the world, and from now on we can just live our own lives, so that we don't have to think about sad things when we meet."

"Mu Xue is gone? What about Yunlin Mountain?"

"Yunlinshan? Of course it will be disbanded."

Who has the mind to care about Yunlin Mountain now?

On the way back, Lin Qingyu finally couldn't help but smile a little while there was no one around.

She looked at the western sky, feeling a little homesick and a little relieved.

"Husband, you should be very happy this time, right?"