The beautiful face was pinched and deformed, but the woman did not show any pain. The pitiful and pretentious appearance disappeared in an instant, and she held the palm of her face tightly with both hands, nostalgic and peaceful.
"Your Majesty, I miss you..."
The woman greedily sniffed the young man's scent. The supreme scent that belonged exclusively to the ancient master made the woman obsessed with him.
The young man's heart trembled slightly. Even though he had lost all sympathy, his hands could not help but turn to caressing her, as if to heal the harm he had caused to the woman.
Recalling the past and the tragic end of the woman countless years ago, a deep feeling of guilt instantly spread in my heart.
She is a strange woman famous in ancient times.
He is a shocking genius who has made countless innate creatures famous and fearful.
She is also a great ambition. Also in this world, for the sake of her great ambition, she took the initiative to approach the Emperor of Heaven and became a maidservant.
In the end, it ended up being extremely tragic.
Willing to die for the Emperor of Heaven.
Thousands of swords pierce the heart.
The young man was lost in thought, but he didn't know that the woman's hot body had quietly pressed against him, and the waves of warm and soft rippling touches brought him back to his senses.
Murong Qingge didn't know when she had gotten into the boy's arms, and was staring lovingly at the boy's three-dimensional profile with her head held high.
Like a very docile kitten, looking forward to being pampered by its owner.
Liu Huai's face turned cold, he threw her away, stood up, and said softly: "The power of the avenue has dried up, please rest early."
"oh..."
Murong Qingge, who fell to the ground with a sad expression, muttered reluctantly.
The young man frowned and looked at her majestically.
Murong Qingge was frightened, and hurriedly knelt down and replied respectfully: "I obey the order."
After the young man left, the woman dared to stand up, still muttering in a low voice: "Humph! A cold man!"
"In two lifetimes, I don't believe I can conquer you!"
The indignant look became holy, beautiful and well-behaved again, and she walked towards the magnificent palace complex on the Ziwei Ancestral Peak.
Halfway through, the woman stopped again and had to think about a question, "Huh? Where should I live?"
Thinking back to my previous life, as the most beautiful servant of the Emperor of Heaven, I have always been inseparable from His Majesty and "stay together forever"!
The woman thought happily, and was about to find His Majesty's palace, when suddenly a purple and gold figure appeared not far in front of her, looking graceful and luxurious.
Seeing that woman, Murong Qingge's expression changed again and again.
First there was cold rejection, then a moment of murderous intent was revealed, and finally it turned into a touch of admiration and respect.
She bent down and saluted and said, "Slave, I have met the Purple Concubine."
Zixuan noticed the change in the other person's expression, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart while remaining calm. She never expected that Murong Qingge would have such a shocking origin.
For a moment, she didn't even think about how she should face Murong Qingge.
It wasn't until the other party called her "slave" that Zixuan understood that Murong Qingge's current attitude towards her was not surrender, but a disguised acknowledgment of her identity and status.
Both are smart people.
There are some things that naturally don’t need to be said.
Zixuan said softly: "His Royal Highness ordered you to find a palace to rest on your own tonight and come back to serve me tomorrow."
Murong Qingge bowed and received the metaphor.
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The next day, the sky was slightly bright.
Ziwei Tiancheng, which had finally calmed down, was noisy again.
As countless creatures waited all night, the divine light on the eighth floor of the Zixiao Tower finally shone brightly, but it quickly extinguished in just an instant.
The divine door on the first floor of the divine tower opened wide, and a body of a hundred feet flew out and landed among the peaks, smashing many mountains.
All living beings saw that the giant Qingtian was covered in blood, his holy body was broken, and his breath was extremely weak, like a dying person.
"The giant...failed..."
I don’t know who started it first, and the whole Ziwei Tiancheng sighed one after another and became noisy.
"I didn't expect that the giant's limit was only the seventh floor. How terrifying is the eighth floor of the Zixiao Tower? The giant was blasted out in less than two seconds after reaching the eighth floor, let alone the ninth floor!"
"Alas, maybe only the human king from King Quan City can reach the top."
Hearing this, someone said: "Many people saw the Human King last night. They heard that the Human King was attacked and had a shocking battle with a woman, and then disappeared."
"F*ck! Real or fake! Does anyone dare to attack the Human King? Could it be that they are impatient!"
"As the first descendant of the ancient city of King Quan, the Human King not only has an outstanding natural appearance that dominates the entire generation. The King Quan family behind him is even more powerful and belongs to the giant among giants."
"How dare someone dare to attack the Human King??!"
The other person shook his head slowly, indicating that he didn't know.
In the Ziwei Dao Palace, thousands of purple and gold rainbows passed by, sweeping up the dying Giant Qingtian and entering the Dao Palace.
Qingtian Juzi has already sworn an oath to the Heavenly Dao, and will become a disciple of the Dao Palace regardless of success or failure in climbing the tower.
Therefore, Ziwei Taoist Palace has the responsibility to treat him and ensure that he recovers without any damage, otherwise it will be a loss to the Taoist Palace.
In Ziwei Dao Palace, Su Qingyao held a sword in her hand and looked at the Zixiao Tower towering into the clouds, her heart ready to move.
Although she didn't cultivate physical fitness, she still wanted to test for herself how powerful the nine levels of Ziwei Imperial Qi were, and how many levels the sword in her hand could cut through.
However, due to the affairs between her and Yu Hetu, she was destined not to be allowed to join the Ziwei Taoist Palace and obtain the qualification to climb the sacred tower.
Thinking of the Yuhe Diagram, Su Qingyao looked at the divine tower with a more complicated look. The divine tower was a great opportunity but also a terrible disaster.
It once destroyed the first blazing sun in the ancient divine realm.
The creatures at the foot of the mountain all said that the person who climbed the sacred tower to obtain the Emperor's Scripture must be a human king, but she disagreed in her heart.
Is Xiaocheng's innate king body definitely stronger than the whole body's innate Tao bones?
I'm afraid not.
The sky suddenly shook, and the billowing royal aura hit. The terrifying king's majesty spread across the heaven and earth, attracting countless people to look up.
On the Ziwei Ancestral Peak, on both sides of the ancient chessboard, Liu Huaizheng was playing chess with Grandmaster Tie Xiao. The black stone in the young man's hand paused slightly, and then slowly fell.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Patriarch Tie Xiao watched the chess game in front of him, followed the moves closely, and said slowly: "No matter whether it is a human king or an ancient city of royal power, they will never give up the opportunity to obtain the Emperor's Scripture and advance to the next level."
Next to them, the saintly woman who was serving tea and water for the two of them suddenly raised her head and looked at the majesty of the king in the distance, with a cold and ferocious look on her face.