Zhu Rong wore a floral dress with a brown jacket on top. Her dress was simple and fashionable, with a bit of dignity and elegance of a mature woman.
"Hey, isn't this Chi Yue'an's ex-wife? Is she here to avenge her ex-husband, or is she here to thank us, Yuanshi, for doing justice to Heaven and cleaning up the family for you?"
It was probably this woman's hot and coveted gaze that stimulated Guan Ya, so Lao Siji said with a thorn in his words and a hidden smile.
Zhu Rong reluctantly moved her gaze away, turned to Guan Ya, and said calmly:
"Who are you?"
Zhang Yuanqing quickly said: "She is my girlfriend."
Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged Guan Ya's small waist.
Guan Ya's body froze slightly, she took his hand away calmly, and hummed, like a girlfriend who was dissatisfied with being approached by the opposite sex.
Girlfriend Zhu Rong looked at Guan Ya's delicate and beautiful face, and her heart moved.
She has two major hobbies, one is to keep a good face, and the other is to hook up with married men, and then whip and torture the men in front of the wife, so that she can watch her beloved husband become her licking dog.
The fallen husband, the miserable wife, the beautiful love is polluted and destroyed.
Zhu Rong can get huge pleasure from it.
This woman is so beautiful, I wonder what her expression will be like when she sees Yuanshi Tianzun kneeling humbly at the feet of another woman, or working hard on another woman's body.
It would be a pleasure to tear up the love of such a beautiful woman.
Zhu Rong smiled and said softly: "I'm extremely sorry about Chi Yue'an. Although he and I have divorced a long time ago, the Zhu family did support him behind the scenes, but I didn't expect that he would do this for his own selfish desires.
Kind of something."
Hey, this woman actually spoke human language? Zhang Yuanqing was a little surprised. He thought Zhu Rong had come to ask for punishment.
He looked at Zhu Rong for a few times without missing the young woman's beauty. He looked in the direction of the arena and said calmly:
"so?"
No, as soon as I saw her, I remembered the training audio of Demon Lord, Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.
Just like one day when you see a teacher from an island country in real life, you will definitely think of her kneeling or lying down, or pressing her knees on her shoulders.
Zhu Rong raised her eyebrows. Her words just now contained the power of a musician. No man could refuse her.
Unexpectedly, Yuanshi Tianzun remained unmoved?
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Rong looked gentle and said with a hint of coquettishness in her tone:
"To express my apology, I would like to treat you to a meal and expose the matter about Chi Yue'an."
Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's face turned cold: "He instigated Chi Yue'an to violate laws and disciplines, imprison innocent women, and force him to sell silver. You want to expose him in just one meal?"
It's completely useless, my charm is completely useless. Zhu Rong's expression froze slightly, she silently put away her musician professional skills, and said calmly:
"You have to understand two things. First, Tongque Tower has existed for ten years, and ten years ago, I was not married to Chi Yue'an. Second, what Chi Yue'an does has nothing to do with me.
"Since you don't give me face, that's all."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Zhang Yuanqing watched her leave. Her waist was plump, and her buttocks were as plump as the moon under her long skirt. She looked very attractive when she walked.
With such a plump and beautiful figure and a charming face, it's no wonder that the devil was reluctant to kill her in the first place.
"What exactly does she want to do?" Zhang Yuanqing asked Lao Si Ji beside him.
The scout's sharp eyes should be able to see something.
Guan Ya said angrily: "She wants to sleep with you!"
Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily: "I'll talk to you about business again, so don't drive all the time."
Guan Ya raised her eyebrows and sneered: "What I said is true. This woman has a strong desire to conquer and mate with you. Believe it or not, just sit down on the bed and do nothing, and she will do it on her own."
Climb up and move."
"Is there such a good thing?" Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and happy.
Guan Ya said "hehe" and said with a smile:
"You know it's a good thing and you still refuse? What method did you use just now to resist the charm of the musician?"
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned pale, and his heart felt ashen.
"What's wrong?" Guan Ya was confused.
"No, it's okay." This topic was too heavy. Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to talk more, so he changed the topic:
"No one has ever imitated Fu Qingyang and mastered rules-based skills?"
Guan Ya gave a positive answer:
"Of course there is. The Fu family and the White Tiger soldiers once set off a craze for specializing in insight. Many members of the Fu family even began to practice slashing day after day. But no one can succeed. After so many years, only passing
The river pawn entered the palace in the field of insight and was called Xiao Qingyang."
After a pause, Guan Ya said:
"My guess is that when the Insight Specialization is practiced to the extreme, Fu Qingyang will see all the possible responses to his opponents. At this time, he will end these responses in some way, and there will be no way to avoid them.
Hence the rules came into being.”
"Is your guess accurate?" Zhang Yuanqing expressed doubts.
"Fu Qingyang also said so." Guan Ya snorted softly.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly recognized Fu Qingyang's evaluation more deeply.
Guan Ya is indeed rubbish. She obviously has a strong talent, but she is treated like a salted fish.
After Zhu Rong left, she did not continue to watch the game and returned directly to reality.
She got up from the imperial concubine's bed, took off her coat, walked to the bookshelf, and gently pressed the switch disguised as a light switch.
The bottom of the bookshelf is a slide rail. After pressing the switch, it slides open to one side silently.
Behind the bookshelf is a dark room, illuminated only by two crystal lotus lamps, and the light is dim.
There is a table covered with yellow silk in the dark room. There are two red candles in the candlestick on the table. Under the candlestick are placed a copper basin filled with glutinous rice, copper coins strung with red thread, and yellow paper charms painted with cinnabar.
A porcelain bowl filled with an unknown liquid, as well as incense, a copper bell, an octagonal mirror, and three ruby-clear leaves.
There is also a puppet as big as a palm.
This puppet has no facial features and is the crudest human form.
Zhu Rong walked to the table covered with yellow silk and stared blankly at the table. The name of this table was the "Evil Dharma Table". Yes, it was a prop.
A tool left to her by the Demon Lord.
All items on the table are part of the props.
Zhu Rong raised her hand and gently touched the edge of the table. The man's voice seemed to echo in her ears:
"One month is up, Miss Zhu. I am very satisfied with you. As agreed, you can leave. Oh, by the way, before leaving, I will give you a prop."
"It's called the 'Evil Dharma Table'. It's a tool used by witches and wizards. It has the qualities of a saint and has the function of cursing and reducing blessings. As the saying goes, a couple's blessings last a hundred days. In this month, we have been husband and wife every day. This thing
Think of the props as souvenirs for you."
"Besides, when I have free time in the future, I will come to Zhu's house to find you."
That separation was the eternal farewell between Zhu Rong and Demon Lord.
Later, last month, Zhu Rong heard that the Demon King had died.
"Demon Lord, you died too early. How could you die so easily? You should have been killed by me myself." Zhu Rong murmured to herself, with sadness, joy, hatred and resentment in her eyes.
A guy who doesn't keep his word.
Zhu Rong took a deep breath, and a sickly smile appeared on her pretty face:
"But it doesn't matter. I have found your replacement. I will make him miserable, indulge in lust, lose his dignity, and make him never forget me, just like you did to me."
She picked up a leaf, threw it into the brass medicine jar, picked up the medicine pestle in her beautiful hands, and crushed it gently.
Then, she picked up a small porcelain bowl, poured the black liquid in the bowl into the medicine jar, and continued to mash and stir.
After the black liquid and leaf fragments were fully mixed, she spread out the yellow paper talisman, lifted up the fine hair, dipped it in the "ink" in the medicine jar, and wrote four words with her pen:
Yuanshi Tianzun!
Putting down the fine hair, Zhu Rong stuck the yellow paper charm on the puppet. After a while, the puppet's face had facial features, and it looked like Zhang Yuanqing.
Zhu Rong picked up the copper coin sword on the side and pressed it gently on the doll.
The blessing reduction is completed.
From today on, Yuanshi Tianzun will be riddled with bad luck, so unlucky that his teeth will choke even when he drinks cold water. Three days later, he will die of all his blessings and die of an accident.
As long as you don't reach the realm of saints, you will definitely not be spared.
Moreover, reducing blessings does not directly reduce damage, it is silent and will not be noticed.
Those who fall for the trick will only be surprised that their luck has suddenly turned bad.
Zhu Rong did not intend to let the boy die, but wanted him to suffer for two days before threatening him.
She originally wanted to seduce first and then threaten, so she deliberately invited Yuanshi Tianzun for dinner just now, but unexpectedly, the boy ignored her charm.
Then there is nothing to say, just use magic to make him surrender and then taint him.
The objects in front of him changed from blurry to clear, and Zhang Yuanqing returned to reality and appeared in the bedroom.
The time is half past seven in the evening.
He opened the bedroom door, and a strong aroma of food entered his nose.
At the dining table are my aunt and grandparents in cartoon pajamas.
When grandma saw him coming out, she scolded him:
"Why are you always locking the door these days? Believe it or not, I removed the lock on your room."
"Grandma, I need some private space."
When Jiang Yuyi heard this, he laughed and said, "Mom, go check his trash can quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, his grandmother cut off his scalp and said angrily:
"I'm from an older girl's family. She says some nasty things all day long."
Jiang Yuyi covered his head, wrinkled his nose at the mother, turned to his nephew who was walking towards him and said:
"Motoko, Auntie will take you shopping tomorrow."
Jiang Yuyi will have the day off tomorrow, and the shopping desire that he has suppressed for a week is about to overflow, so he decided to cheat his wealthy nephew today.
"No, I have something to do in the afternoon."
Zhang Yuanqing refused coldly and ruthlessly. He found Mr. Bill in the arena and made an appointment to meet tomorrow to discuss a deal.
He only said that he was selling a prop, but did not say what it was, for fear that Mr. Bill would reject it on the spot.
He no longer thinks Zhu Rong is beautiful, which is a very bad sign.
"Go ahead, go ahead."
My aunt twisted her waist a few times and said coquettishly.
"Don't go!"
Zhang Yuanqing was once again indifferent and ruthless. As he finished speaking, he was walking towards the dining table when his soles suddenly slipped and he threw himself forward. His knees hit the floor with a bang and he knelt in front of his aunt.
Jiang Yuyi widened her beautiful eyes and said in disbelief:
"If you don't want to go, just don't go. There's no need to kneel down and admit your mistake, right?"
PS: Correct typos first and later. Sleep and sleep