Villain Fantasies: The Empress Takes My Opportunity From My Mother's Womb

"The green cow remember to feed me."

Before leaving, Su Beimu didn't forget to remind the housekeeper to take care of Qingniu.

Now that he decided to sneak into Kyoto, he couldn't carry anything that might reveal his identity.

Not only the green bull on the mount, but also the dust whisk of the heavenly ranks, and the sword box for storing the emperor's soldiers, all were handed over to the protectors and transported to the capital.

As for the security issue, without the identity of the son, it means that no one will specifically target him.

What's more, Su Beimu's current destiny is sufficient, and he is a person with great luck, so how can something happen so easily.

After bidding farewell to his family, the son pretended to be a knight-errant walking the rivers and lakes.

With a non-ranked ordinary soldier on his waist and a grass root in his mouth, he stepped on the road to the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Xuantian Sword Sect, the forbidden cold pool.

Whoa!
Su Mingyue's figure could be vaguely seen in the cold pool water.

As the famous Xuantian Junior Martial Uncle, the Empress Sister is simply the most precious treasure of the sect.

It is a holy place for cultivation that other people need to contribute to redeem it. She has nothing to do and sleeps in it without any problem.

"The day is finally here." A sneer flashed across Jue Mei's face.

The 12-year-old empress has gradually acquired some of the most magnificent and heroic appearances in the future.

After so many years of penance, the biggest motivation to support her is not only to protect her family and lover, but also to punish that unscrupulous bastard brother.

Maybe the other party has changed and did not embark on the original dead end, but who can guarantee that history will not repeat itself.

The safest way is to hand over the Buddha Black Armor Army to her management.

At that time, even if the conspiracy of the Great Zhou royal family succeeds, she and the Northern Territory will have plenty of room for maneuver.

"To go to Dadu, one is to stop Emperor Zhou's conspiracy."

"Second, I want to defeat Su Beimu and get back everything I deserve."

"third."

For some reason, Su Mingyue seemed a little confused.

The figure of a certain person kept lingering in her mind.

I missed it last time, and now I am living a new life, and I must make up for all the regrets in the past.

"It's a little bit closer, I can leave the customs soon."

"wait for me."

"In this life, I will protect you."

The younger sister's eyes are firm, implying the determination to break through all difficulties and obstacles.

The Dakang Dynasty, the Burning Moon Sacred Religion, the peak.

Qin Feng, who hadn't appeared in the wilderness for a long time, was breathing in the morning glow.

If you observe carefully, you can see that there seem to be many invisible channels between the heaven and the earth, which continuously transport a large amount of vitality into his body.

After three years, Qin Feng's Sky Swallowing Demon Art has become more and more refined.

The speed at which he absorbs vitality is almost like robbery. Whether they are willing or not, they just need to be absorbed into the body.

In the rainy night fight three years ago, Qin Feng sacrificed himself to become a demon, and his cultivation base skyrocketed all the way to the good luck realm before stopping.

Later, for the sake of his beloved woman, he resolutely abandoned the demon seed that had just condensed.

As a result, his cultivation base fell back to the Lingwu realm.

The leader of the Burning Moon Sacred Church, thanking him for his astonishing and extraordinary talent, used the means of reaching the sky to help his disciples re-condense the demon seeds.

The lost and recovered demon seed is more powerful than before. Under the indoctrination at any cost, it is about to break out of its shell and evolve, giving birth to a demon baby that belongs to Qin Feng alone.

At that time, the Heavenly Demon will have evolved, and it is difficult to estimate the extent to which the Burning Moon leader can reach.

Qin Feng, who had lost his demon seed, was defeated miserably in the arena by the Buddhist disciple of Da Guangming Temple.

At that time, he felt that the opponent was simply a Buddha alive, and it was impossible for him to defeat him.

As for now, it is still unclear who will win the battle.

Re-condensing the demon seed made his realm soar all the way to an astonishing level.

The opponent who was once regarded as a high mountain, now does not seem to be invincible.

"I finally have the power to protect you."

In this battle, Qin Feng wants to let the world know his own strength.

"Help!"

"Mom, where are you?"

"It hurts, woo woo woo."

"My house, you bloody beast."

When Mu Fan woke up from his madness, the small mountain village was already caught in a raging fire.

The instigator of all this is the weeping son of destiny, Mu Fan.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, since he came back from resurrection, every time he performed exercises, he would feel the irritable emotions from the bottom of his heart.

If he didn't pay attention, Mu Fan immediately lost control and went crazy.

The small mountain village caught in the flames is his masterpiece.

As for the absurd reason, Mu Fan met a young man whose appearance was [-]% similar to that of his enemy.

When he broke free from the painful memories, a tragic scene appeared in front of him that almost made him collapse.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Mu Fan knelt on the ground in pain, constantly repenting his sins.

Maybe even the ring old man doesn't know that King Ming's flame body also has a maddening negative effect.

"You bastard." Finally, someone stood up and decided to punish the villain.

Seeing a sharp knife attacking him, Mu Fan's expression of pain and sorrow suddenly changed, and the look of tyranny appeared in his eyes.

"you wanna die!"

The bright flames soared up, instantly forming a terrifying Stanley covering all directions, and when he regained his composure, the mountain village could not hear any cries at all.

Standing silently in place for a long time, Mu Fan didn't say a word, but just walked towards the southwest like a walking corpse.

Extending in that direction, it happens to be the location of the Great Zhou capital.

He wants revenge, for the teacher and for himself.

It was the man who ruined his life.

Even if he dies, Mu Fan will drag him to hell with him.

He was reborn from the ashes, and turned into a body of pure flames, his combat power has long been unparalleled.

If you go to Kyoto, you must kill that bastard.

If possible, Zhu Yuanyuan can't let that stinky bitch go, he wants to let the other party know the fate of betraying him.

"There is also Tiandao Palace, a group of blind things, I will completely trample you underfoot."

"No, the entire northern border will be turned into purgatory, hahahaha."

Amid bursts of wild laughter, a group of people from the rivers and lakes rushed to the direction of the small mountain village.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mu Fan raised his hand, these people who had never met him before were ignited by strange flames one after another.

The stern wailing made his gloomy face even more terrifying.

"Su Beimu, just wait for me!"

Qinglong Seal!
The illusory mark disappeared in a flash, and illusory scales appeared on Shizi's arm.

After waving it lightly a few times, the air immediately burst into roars, and the iron sword in his hand couldn't hurt it in the slightest.

"What a terrifying physical defense." Su Beimu sighed.

For more than half a month, he walked across the northern border, traveling mountains and rivers while practicing another martial art in Qingdi's inheritance, Qinglongyin.

According to the inheritance records, this is the "skill" obtained by Qingdi slaughtering a foreign supreme and taking his holy bones.

If you practice to the extreme, you can evolve martial arts runes by yourself, transforming human flesh and blood into a dragon body.

The power is doubled, and the defense is even more powerful.

Stepping into the realm of good fortune, every time you improve your cultivation level, you can induce vitality to quench your body.

At this time, practicing the Azure Dragon Seal will have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort, and it will play a very positive role in promoting the improvement of the realm.

Now that he has finished training, he feels that he can advance with a little force, and the good fortune realm is already beckoning to him.

"The treasures taken from the supreme being of the alien race are really terrifying." Su Beimu's tone was full of emotion.

From this matter, it can be seen how unique advantages the aliens who are isolated outside the territory have.

I really don't know how Emperor Shenwu drove those terrifying existences out of the wilderness back then.

The crown prince still doesn't know much about this famous emperor.

I just know that this is an excellent warrior, educator, poet, friend's wife and lover.

Except for the last point that has been criticized, Emperor Shenwu can indeed be called an astonishing genius who has never been seen in all ages.

"Why does it feel a bit weird?" Su Beimu, who was pretending to be a swordsman, scratched his head in doubt, and decided not to think about the Emperor Shenwu for the time being.

This place is less than [-] miles away from Kyoto, and after a night's rest, you can arrive at the most prosperous city in Dazhou tomorrow.

The only question that needs attention now is where he will rest tonight.

"You can't sleep on the street."

There is a strict curfew in Kyoto, and the city gates are closed at night, and no one is allowed to enter or leave without purpose.

If he didn't make it to the city in time, he could only deal with it outside for a night. Fortunately, he was never the only one who was unlucky.

After walking for a while, Su Beimu saw a bonfire surrounded by quacks like him.

"Brother, come and drink a pot of wine." Someone invited with a smile.

"Then I won't be polite." Su Beimu sat down boldly, took the jug and thanked them, but his eyes kept wandering on the several people.

Obviously, this is not like a group of ordinary quacks.

Of course, Kyoto is in a period of frequent major events, and it is not ordinary people who can come to join in the fun.

His own status was special enough, so he didn't have the time to worry about other people's stories.

It's just that he doesn't pay attention to it, but troubles always come to him unconsciously.

In the middle of the night, a figure flew across the night sky rapidly, and the sleeping Su Beimu suddenly opened his eyes, and forcibly suppressed the urge to draw his sword and slash.

Judging from the travel route of the attacker, it is unlikely that the attacker is looking for him.

Sure enough, that red figure went straight to several Jianghu people.

In one breath, all seven of them had their necks broken by her. Her methods were so fierce that she was definitely a big devil who killed people.

That's right, the murderer in red is a woman, and she is also a stunning woman full of fatal charm.

She should be called a witch.

"Huh?" Looking at the Jianghu swordsman sitting on the ground in the distance, the witch seemed to have discovered something interesting.

But before she could move, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air around her.

"Hmph, a group of lingering things."

Before the words were finished, the witch in red had already soared into the sky, rushing into the distance like a sharp arrow.

After a while, several white-clothed monks appeared in the field, looked around, and paused for a while on the seven corpses.

"Amitabha, the witch's sin has added another sum."

After looking at the only survivor at the scene, several monks exchanged glances, and then chased after the witch in the direction she left.

"It's a monk from Daguangming Temple." Su Beimu was a little curious, but he gave up his plan to search.

Having nothing to say all night, he got up early the next morning, and soon came to the most prosperous capital of the Great Zhou.

Kyoto.