Manipulating people's hearts and controlling everything in the world is the innate ability of the puppet clan.
They can easily control everything including gods, so they are naturally feared by the gods.
However, because the Puppet Clan has never shown any aggression, their reputation in the God Realm is slightly better than that of the Soul Eater Clan.
At least, when the Soul-Eating Clan was on the verge of extinction, the Puppet Clan had not yet been attacked by the Gods.
There was no unnecessary expression on Su Zhan's face. Not long after she was born, she was imprisoned by the gods together with the elders of the clan. All her knowledge of the outside world came only from the teachings of her elders.
In the narratives of the elders, there was not much mention of the puppet clan.
After the initial shock and anger, Su Zhan became calm again. She didn't know why Ye Cangzhou did this, but it was obvious that she did not feel any malice from this move.
Besides, the space Su Zhan is in now is a place of exile. Even the people from the God Clan who want to destroy the Soul-Eating Clan can't find her. She doesn't believe that the Puppet Clan who are not very good at space abilities can find her.
location.
When Su Zhan went to the next small world, in an unknown place in the God Realm, a handsome young man opened his eyes from meditation, and blood lotuses slowly bloomed in his pupils.
"Finally I found you, the descendant of the Soul-Eating Clan." He murmured to himself, stood up from the futon, and walked out of the stone room in retreat.
"Young patriarch, are you out of seclusion?" The gatekeeper was overjoyed. Their young patriarch has been in seclusion for decades, and no one knows what's going on inside.
Although in terms of their long lifespan, a few decades is just a drop in the ocean, but now is a special period, and the gatekeepers will still subconsciously worry about the retreat situation of the young patriarch.
Ye Cangzhou nodded, and then asked, "Father, isn't he awake yet?"
The gatekeeper's eyes flashed with sadness, and he replied, "Young patriarch, the patriarch has been in a coma since you retreated."
Ye Cangzhou pursed his lips, but when he thought that he had found a way to revive his father, he didn't feel too heavy.
Ye Cangzhou went alone to the room where the leader of the Puppet Clan was sleeping. He first knelt down respectfully and kowtowed a few times, then straightened up and said firmly, "Father, the child has found the descendant of the Soul-Eating Clan. As long as there is that
As long as we are here, sooner or later, we will definitely return to our hometown again, and by then you will be able to regain your former health."
Ye Cangzhou's voice was low as he recalled in the room. All the clan members only knew that he had been in seclusion for the past few decades, but they didn't know that he was actually just following his father's instructions to find someone in these countless worlds.
He did not have the innate talent of the Soul Eaters, so he had to aimlessly search for it in various worlds, and he only gained the ability to travel through the world at the cost of losing his memory every time.
In other words, when he met Su Zhan before, he had no memory of the God Realm and the Puppet Clan.
Only when Su Zhan was about to leave that small world, Ye Cangzhou was stimulated by the aura of the Soul Eater tribe that she inadvertently exposed, and he recovered his memory.
He has been looking for the Soul Eater tribe for decades, and now that he has finally found one, he will definitely not just watch Su Zhan leave.
Ye Cangzhou used the clan's secret method to mark Su Zhan's body, so that he would have the opportunity to meet Su Zhan again in the next world.
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It was a cold windy night in late autumn, and the withered yellow leaves were spinning and falling on the streets of Lin'an City.
The watchman beat the gong as he walked, shouting loudly, "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the candles."
While everyone was sleeping peacefully, the Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit, with red silk and satin hanging everywhere, and everyone looked happy.
Because tomorrow the prime minister's only daughter will get married.
The person she is marrying is a nobleman from Tianhuang, the third son of the current emperor. The current prince, who has been silently chosen by both the government and the public, has chosen His Highness Prince An.
Everyone in the entire dynasty knew that Jiang Liuwan, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was only eighteen years old. She was as beautiful as a flower, and also talented. She was excellent in poetry, lyrics, and songs. As soon as she came of age, she became the cinnabar in the hands of many young masters in Lin'an City.
Mole, the white moonlight on the heart.
If someone else were to marry her, these bold young men would definitely try their best to prevent the goddess from getting married.
Precisely because that person is His Royal Highness Prince An, Jun Liuyue, the only dream lover in the eyes of thousands of girls in the capital, no matter his family background, appearance, conduct, talent, he is the only one in a million, so no one can be chosen for this marriage.
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Although some people are unwilling to accept it, this wedding is undoubtedly the most eye-catching wedding in the past 20 years.
The Prime Minister's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and decorations, waiting for the wedding to take place tomorrow, and they married the young lady off in a grand manner.
At this moment when almost everyone was happy, no one knew that in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the bride-to-be, who was supposed to be shy, was currently experiencing an incredible life-and-death battle.
Even if Jiang Liuwan throws away her noble family background, she is enough to become the elusive moonlight in the hearts of countless people.
Three thousand black hairs were casually scattered on the bed, her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, her eyelashes were trembling, her eyes were tightly closed, her white teeth were biting her pale red lips, and her smooth and fair forehead was covered with cold sweat.
It was obvious that she was haunted by nightmares at the moment.
Of course, this is only on the surface.
In a place where no one could see, Jiang Liuwan's soul shrank into a ball. Opposite her soul, there was another soul that was constantly biting her soul.
Just when Jiang Liuwan's soul was about to be swallowed up by the invading strange soul, suddenly a golden light shone into the battlefield between the two souls.
As soon as Su Zhan entered the client's body, she discovered something abnormal inside. She raised her eyebrows and intervened without hesitation, first protecting Jiang Liuwan's broken soul, and then expelling the strange soul that tried to devour her soul.
go out.
After Su Zhan finished all this, she had completely taken control of this body. She opened her eyes and saw the red bed curtain above her head.
For tomorrow's wedding, the Prime Minister's Mansion has made preparations half a year in advance. As the wedding approaches in the past few days, the entire mansion has changed into red.
So at this moment, everything Su Zhan could see was red.
The red color is dazzling, just like the brilliant blooming manjus and sandals in hell, burying a girl's most innocent love.
Su Zhan got out of bed, flicked her hand, and a ball of soul was thrown out by her.
The soul took the form of a girl. She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, exposing her arms and thighs, which was out of tune with this era.
At this moment, this soul from another world was looking at Su Zhan in confusion.
