Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

The queen mother was flustered and ran quickly until she reached the bedroom. She stumbled and broke in, closed the door heavily, leaned against the door, panting, covered in cold sweat.

"Rebellious officials and thieves, all rebellious officials and thieves! They all deserve to die!"

The Empress Dowager cursed absentmindedly, not daring to speak too loudly, for fear of being heard by others.

She was alone in the whole room, and the empty and silent room brought an inexplicable sense of peace.

She finally calmed down slowly, tidied her clothes, and came to the dressing table.

Looking at her no longer youthful self in the mirror, the Queen Mother's eyes were in a trance again.

"Why... why did I come here, why did I fall into the mortal world... Even those ordinary people dare to talk to me like that... I am a fairy on high..."

Heartbroken, tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

Wiping away the tears vigorously, the Queen Mother gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of resentment and viciousness.

"I must go back!"

Her fingers fluttered, and there was a faint flow of immortal power in her body, and she quickly made a complicated handprint.

Sure enough, she came from the immortal sect, and she never practiced martial arts or Confucianism, but only mastered the methods of immortality.

However, her cultivation base is not high, she is only in the Qi training stage.

Immortal power turned into light rain and scattered, covering the smooth mirror surface, the scene in the bronze mirror began to distort, and slowly, a beautiful figure with immortal spirit appeared in the mirror.

When the queen mother saw her, she showed a flattering and humble smile.

When the empress dowager had such an expression on her face, it was ironic and unbelievable.

"Fairy Qing."

She opened her mouth and lowered her head.

The person in the mirror was none other than Nangong Qing, the biological daughter of Qing'an Hou Nangongyi and a direct disciple of Tianxuanmen.

In terms of seniority and status, she is far higher than Nangong Qing, but her current posture is like a servant facing a master.

Nangong Qing frowned slightly, revealing a hint of disgust in his brows.

"Is it done?"

The Empress Dowager was full of grievances, and said in a hateful voice: "No. That kid Ji Wuchen is really shameless and has no law!"

With resentment shining in her eyes, she told the whole story of what happened at the birthday banquet.

Originally thought that Nangong Qing would comfort and provide help, but she did not expect her eyebrows to stand on end, and she looked at the queen mother coldly.

"Xiao Yong! You are such a waste, even a little Ji Wuchen can't handle it! If that's the case, what's the use of you? Still want to go back to the fairy gate?"

Xiao Yong is the queen mother's full name.

She was born in the Xiao family, a family of immortal cultivators, and was also a direct descendant of the immortal cultivator family in the past. Unfortunately, her talent was not good enough, and she was not selected as a true disciple of Tianxuanmen. Only her status was worthy of attention, so she was sent to do this task.

Xiao Yong turned pale, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground.

"Fairy Qing calm down! I will definitely do my best! I will not let you down!"

Nangong said coldly: "You trash! Back then, the sect spent a lot of effort to send you to the Celestial Dynasty and entrust you with important tasks, but what scandal did you do? Do you know how many elders want you to die? It's fine now, just a small thing You can’t do it, and you still want to go back to Xianmen? Why, do you think Xianmen is a place to raise waste?”

Xiao Yong was even more frightened, and kowtowed heavily on the ground, not daring to explain further.

"Fairy Qing, forgive me! I will definitely complete the task with all my might!"

Although he lived a pampered life in the Celestial Dynasty, Xiao Yong only wanted to return to the fairy gate.

And now, Nangongqing is her only hope to return to the fairy gate.

She is extremely humble.

In front of all the ministers of the Celestial Dynasty, the Queen Mother was arrogant and arrogant, which formed a sharp contrast with her performance in front of Nangong Qing.

"Ridiculous!"

Nangong Qing sneered.

"Forget it, I'm afraid it's unrealistic to count on you as a waste, I'd better find someone else."

As she said that, she was about to stop the illusion of the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Xiao Yong was startled, unwilling to give up this hard-won life-saving straw, and begged miserably: "Fairy Qing! Please, give me a chance! The world is filthy, even the air is filthy and smelly. I live every day. Living here is worse than dying... I beg you, give me a chance, let me go back to the door!"

She whimpered and wept.

Nangong Qingxiu frowned slightly, as if hesitant.

She snorted coldly, and said lightly: "It's impossible for you to complete the task like a waste. However, I can give you one last chance."

Xiao Yong suddenly raised his head, and quickly said: "What chance! As long as I can go back, I am willing to do anything!"

Nangong Qing nodded.

"Okay. I'll wait for the divine consciousness to descend and borrow your body. I will do the next task myself."

Xiao Yong's expression froze.

It is a big taboo to allow other people's spiritual consciousness to enter the body, and the world of cultivating immortals will never allow this kind of thing to happen under normal circumstances.

In particular, the divine consciousness that enters the body is stronger than your own.

If you are not careful, you will be taken away, your body will be manipulated, you will die completely, and your body will become a tool for others.

The temptation of Nangong Qing's words is huge, but the requirements are equally harsh.

"Why, don't you want to? Forget it, it's just a pawn, I have plenty in the capital."

Seeing Xiao Yong's hesitation, Nangong Qing's face turned cold, and he was about to stop the illusion.

"No no no! I do! I do!"

Frightened by the latter's decisiveness, Xiao Yong hurriedly spoke out, agreeing to sacrifice his body.

Nangongqing's eyes showed a trace of sarcasm, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

But she quickly concealed her expression so that the other party would not notice.

"Heh, I don't have anything to covet about your body, it's just a waste. Since you agree, then let go of the sea of ​​consciousness and don't resist."

Xiao Yong nodded in agreement, with a bit of fear and awe.

Soft light bloomed from the copper mirror, and at the same time, a sacred and noble atmosphere spread out, the light suddenly dazzled, and nothing could be seen in the room.

After a moment.

Xiao Yong stood up from the ground, and suddenly opened her eyes, with a strange indifferent and cruel look in her eyes, as if after that moment, she was no longer the original queen mother, but had the same face as Xiao Yong.

She looked down at her body, showing a bit of disgust.

"It's actually going to happen to this trash... However, it's not too difficult to accept for the sake of killing Ji Wuchen."

She closed her eyes, silently feeling the power in her body.

"too weak."

Opening his eyes, Xiao Yong, no, it should be Nangong Qing, sighed softly.

"Fortunately, you don't need to be strong to kill someone."

The corner of Nangong Qing's mouth drew a cold arc, and he took out an exquisite jade bottle from his bosom.

Her nails were long and delicate. When she uncorked the bottle and flicked it lightly, the nail shell was immediately stained with some colorless and odorless liquid.

Nangong quietly waited for the liquid to dry up.

"Even a monk in the alchemy stage, if he is contaminated with the Sanyuan liquid, his whole body will be destroyed and he will die. Ji Wuchen, I want to see if you can resist this strange medicine."

She calmly cast her gaze outside the door, and walked out with a bit of a smile.