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Chapter 150 Integrating into Cang Teng

The books in the Qiming Palace bookcase have been carefully selected. The ones that the monarch needs most and those with Cang Teng's confidentiality are all gathered in one cabinet. Each book has been turned over frequently, although there are no folded pages.

There are missing pages, finger prints and other traces that will definitely appear if you read it too much. However, the pages are loosely made, and there are many opinions in the margins and footers. It is as if a piece of clothing has been worn too much but does not damage its beauty. It just feels extra special.

A well-fitting brocade garment with a unique personal touch.

From the bookcase, bypass the dark red desk, and walk about ten steps, you will reach another compartment. It does not count as a compartment, because the two folded green walls with complicated paintings are only a little bit, as if on the side.

The carved carvings embossed on the wall serve as a symbolic decoration.

Inside is the real study room of the monarch. The gold frame is coated with a layer of black paint, which emits a cold light in the sunlight coming from the carved wooden windows, adding a solemn atmosphere to the study room. There are green hanging hangings on the wall.

The calligraphy and painting stickers by Teng Shishi's artist are exquisite and lifelike, and the calligraphy and writing strokes are penetrating and penetrating through the back of the paper. They are all outstanding. In order to fill the empty space, cabinets are placed at the foot of the wall, and priceless antiques and ministers and generals are placed on them.

The precious flowers and plants that have appeared.

Ten large bookshelves are displayed in a row of five to five. The books are divided into ten categories according to history, poetry, classics, military, economy, water resources, martial arts and other ten aspects. Cang Teng has long gone through the history of thread-stitched books and uses wireless adhesive binding.

The method has good flatness and the rice paper page is smooth and smooth.

I came to the abyss of the wilderness for eight years, practiced the Ten Movements of the Pure Yuan for three years, kept silent and threatening for one year, lethargic and forgetful of worries for one year, married as a deceased woman for three years, and later resurrected and returned to Cangteng. I originally practiced magic needles to pass the time, and spent time with others.

After he reconciled, he stayed in the study all day long. However, this was not a choice made out of boredom.

She finally decided to regard this place as her home and become a true Cangteng person, so she began to read the history books of Cangteng and read them carefully, sometimes even forgetting the meal time. After the morning meeting, Shao Kefan could have gone directly

However, if she remembered, she would definitely go to the dining room before him and not wait for him. In the servant's surprised eyes, it would be like a gluttonous feast with all kinds of tricks.

I cleaned up most of the dishes.

He must sit next to her, as if this way he could eat with peace of mind. From time to time, he would turn his handsome face to the side and watch her tenderly while she was eating. His eyes would move with an intoxicating look, and his handsome nose would set off those eyes.

The child is even more comfortable, like a deep pool under the mountain.

She ate very quickly, as if she was trying to eat everything on the table, but her movements were not rude, but showed a kind of elegance in a hurry, like a scholar who was eager to take an exam.

"Jian Xin." While he was happily discussing some puzzling issues in the history books, Shao Kefan's voice suddenly dropped and he looked at her sideways as always.

"Yes." Jian Xin felt that the already ambiguous atmosphere became more gentle, as if the spring breeze brought wisps of warmth, lingering in her heart. She paused with her chopsticks and continued to reach for the dish on the edge, "What's wrong?"

Shao Kefan raised the corners of his mouth with a beautiful smile, "That's great, you will be my queen in more than four months."

Jian Xin couldn't help but smile with happiness and emotion. No matter what, they finally came together. How difficult this process was! King Ling died indirectly, Qin Weiluo died under his sword, and several more

One hundred thousand people died in the war. She hated him for more than three years, but finally chose to let go and agreed to become his wife.

However, that man with a well-established reputation and a spotless white suit came to mind. He was her husband when she died, and he was the man she also loved.

Jian Xin's heart was stabbed, and her face felt a little sad.

Half a month ago, the trees in the huge pit that he wiped out in ashes had grown three feet high out of the pit, reaching the same height level as the trees growing at the nearby foothills. Then, their growth slowed down and almost stagnated. They were originally at

The huge pit at the location of the undulating mountains has now become a flat transition zone between the six mountains.

His breath, which had been extinguished with the spiritual fire, was now even more difficult to sense. Facing the lush green, she felt boundless desolation and fear.

Shao Kefan's heart sank, and he looked away like an electric shock. He said with a faint sense of sadness, "You suddenly thought of him, didn't you?"

"No." Jian Xin firmly denied it and murmured, "Let the past go by. Let's live the rest of our lives well." She picked up a white napkin and gently wiped a little oil stain from the corner of his mouth, "Ke Fan,

Let's live the rest of our lives well, and I will never abandon you again."

Shao Kefan's eyebrows relaxed and he regained his gentleness. He raised his hand to take out the napkin, held her hand, pressed it to his chest, closed his eyes, his face was peaceful and happy, as if he was feeling something.

Jian Xin put down the bowl and chopsticks in her right hand and stared at him quietly, feeling heartbroken. All the happiness of this man who had the power of life and death depended on her! But she had done so many things that made him heartbroken.

Once again, his heart was torn out, causing him to have a mental breakdown when he missed her, leaving him completely mutilated.

She slowly raised her right hand and was about to touch his cheek. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened and emitted a strange and frightening light. She was so scared that she retracted her hand, surprised to think that it was the first time he had such eyes.

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"The second half of your life, after the second half of your life..." Shao Kefan frowned, his expression was gloomy and painful, "After a hundred years, you can only wander alone and helpless. I said, don't reincarnate, don't reincarnate, fight for the power to rule hell, and live forever.

, I will no longer be a human being when I am with you." After saying that, he turned to joy, his eyes radiated a sharp light, and he held Jian Xin's shoulders tightly with both hands, "Yes! I can compete for the position of Yin Sizai, and I will always be with you.

Together."

His mood changed several times, and Jian Xin couldn't help but feel sad, and nodded, "Okay, okay, then we will unite and defeat Yin Sizai. You will become the new Yin Sizai, and I will become Yin Sizai's wife."

Shao Kefan smiled slightly, like a child pampered by his mother, bright and innocent, with the softest and most beautiful arc at the corner of his mouth. One hand was still on Jian Xin's shoulder, and the other hand held up her rice bowl.

, handed it to her, "Jian Xin, let's eat."

"呲" is like water poured into coals of fire. The microscopic mirror formed instantly breaks and turns into fragments and is annihilated in the air.

In the past, when the microscopic mirror was extinguished, it always disappeared silently. However, now because Yin Sizai used ten times more power than before, it made an unusual sound.

Jue's cold hands trembled slightly, and a thin layer of cold air appeared on the back of his hands. He had witnessed them hugging each other, loving each other, and even lying naked on the bed, their bodies wanting to die, and the heart of the undead every time.

They all seemed to be swished through by thin needles of nothingness, but this time it was the most painful.

She actually said those words! To be with that guy.

If she knew that Yin Sizai was the original Prince Ling, how would she make a decision?

Jue Che snorted coldly, causing the ten spirits at the red round table to raise their heads. They saw Yin Sizai with his head hanging down and his hands loosely resting on his knees, looking a little depressed. They couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing why.

Since the Prime Minister of the New Yin Dynasty came to the palace, he has often made a microcosm in the palm of his hand and stared attentively. His expression has changed several times unintentionally. However, it is mostly negative, at most just calm, mixed with a kind of emotion that they cannot see.

I understand, but I can't figure it out.

Jue Che raised his head, his cold and unwavering eyes burning quietly like the fire of hell, and in an instant the light was like a snow blade, Shao Kefan, Shao Kefan, if hell hadn't restricted Yin Si Zai from intervening in human affairs, I would have led all the spirits to demons.

Nightmare shadows and millions of ghosts razed Cang Teng to the ground. Your ability is considered outstanding in the world, but under my power, you are only as big as an ant.

You actually told such a ridiculous joke as snatching the position of Yin Si Zai. Until the day you die, I will let you know what it means to be powerful.

Didn't you say you won't be reincarnated? Reincarnated? How could I make you so lucky? By the way, as you wish, I will not reincarnate or reincarnate, so that you can experience the pain of eternity.

It's a pity that she can't be with you anymore. You can live forever and watch her accompany me.

Jue Che closed her mouth tightly, but a sinister laughter burst out from her belly. It was hollow and terrifying, like a cold current penetrating through the ancient palace.

Ten days later, Mie Zhou, the most famous wizard in Manghuang, and Fang Xiu, a warlock, were invited to Cang Teng Palace. Standing with them in the main hall of Qiming Palace was Chongzhu, who had been invited long ago and was also one of the best in Manghuang.

mage.

The skinny bodies were wrapped in black robes, like people from hell, exuding a strange and mysterious breath of death. However, the faces that can express emotions let people know that they are indeed human beings, and it seems that they are

In his hands, he can extend a road to the second world.

The man in red on the throne of Qiming Palace glanced at the three people in the hall indifferently, but carefully examined the other two newcomers as quickly as possible, with a flash of expectation in his eyes, "You have trillions of people that are unreachable.

I admire your mysterious abilities very much. I invited the three of you to Qiming Palace to ask for advice on how to master the power of controlling the two realms of humans and ghosts."

The three people who were waiting for the order raised their heads in shock. Mie Zhou and Fang Xiu thought that the king wanted them to avoid harm in the palace and pray for a long and prosperous life. Chong Zhu thought it was because of the mystery among the 130,000 tombs on the side of Zhulu Wasteland.

The reason has not been completely solved, but unexpectedly, we are faced with such a request.

Does this ambitious monarch who intends to unify the wilderness now want to reach out to the underworld?

Shao Kefanlao watched the three people's reactions with interest, and there was a threatening light in their expressions, as if a flash of light would cut their throats like a sharp blade.

The three of them finally recovered from the shock and disbelief. Fang Xiu reacted quickly and handed over his hand, "To the king, the only one with the power to control the human world and the underworld is the Lord of Hell Yin City, Yin Si Zai."

"Really?" Shao Kefan frowned, as if imagining how terrifying it was, and asked in deep thought, "Then in your opinion, how does this king's power compare with Yin Si Zai's?"

Mie Zhou hesitated for a moment and then replied, "Each of the ten spirit beasts under the Yin Situation can destroy a radius of ten miles, sink the ground three feet, and corresponding high-altitude blank clouds will evaporate and the air will be burned away. Although the king is here,

There are few opponents in the human world, but I am afraid that the strength cannot be compared with that of a spirit beast, let alone the Yin Si Zai whose strength is higher than that of the two realms."


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