Chapter 68
The empress nodded, retracted her whip, her eyes as sharp as a long sword moved slightly: "If I don't go with you, it will be a burden."
She stared at the Demon Slaughtering Tower, and did not give Shen Wanru the slightest look. Instead, she had something to say: "You two, listen to me. People are doing it, and the sky is watching, so you can do it yourself. Don't push others into a hurry, and you will regret it in the end." It’s too late, then there is no regret medicine in this world.”
Take time, don't cry and beg me, but I will die.
Shen Wanru doesn't care about the so-called eyes. Has she suffered less in these years: "Thank you, Your Majesty, but Wanru came here, and I still have one thing to ask." Her eyes were tinged with urgency: "My sister Wanqing, who used to be named Ling Yuan, With the prince surnamed Luo returning home, I don't know if His Majesty has any news."
She is just a mortal empress, even if she knows something, she dares to tell her to do it for herself, and she is the one who did the most ruthless.
Luo Yang's expression moved slightly, and Ling Yuan, who was smiling sweetly, appeared in his mind. He lowered his voice, "I can offer you a generous gift, and I only hope that Your Majesty can help me find Ling Yuan's trace."
The empress sneered: "I've heard about Ling Yuan. I heard that she died and was buried with the prince named Luo, but I don't know another lady from the Shen family."
Interestingly, what she can arrange is Ying Liu, who is entangled with Luoyang Baba, and happens to fulfill Ling Yuan's wish at the same time.
Also let him taste the feeling of being betrayed by his lover.
Shen Wanru was on the verge of falling, with tears filling her eyelashes, she fell into Luoyang's arms, crying: "I, my sister."
And Luo Yang, who was holding Shen Wanru in his arms, also had a mournful expression on his face, gritted his teeth, and he still couldn't accept that Ling Yuan was really dead. Not long after Ling Yuan left, he thought about it day and night, but he couldn't beat his brother, and when it was confirmed that he was missing Only then did he dare to explore, but who knows, another cruel and ruthless empress ran out.
This Empress is a must for the Immortal Lord Chengze, even the Immortals dare not offend easily.
"Luoyang." Shen Wanru grabbed Luoyang's forearm and said sadly: "I, I don't have a sister anymore."
Luo Yang pityed that she had the same appearance as Ling Yuan, and comforted her softly: "It's nothing, I'm here." He lost Ling Yuan, and couldn't lose Wan Ru anymore, not to mention that Wan Ru was still the Miss Shen family who took him back.
The empress didn't bother to pay attention to these two "desperate mandarin ducks", and waited until the demon-slaying tower made a huge buzz and the tower door shattered, and faced
Flashing eyes of various colors and rushing through the door that smelled fishy.
The long whip swept across, only to hear endless screams, the bloody corpses were thrown out of the tower, splashed with the blood of the cultivators outside, many people immediately took off their clothes, cut off the contaminated places, flesh and blood Sliding down, the essence flowed away, and everyone hated the empress who bore the brunt.
"Go in. See the empress, run away." The cultivators in the team all ordered with stern faces, secretly hating how such a lunatic would be encountered in the Demon Slaughtering Tower this time!
People who enter the Demon Slaughtering Tower are all in groups, how can anyone rush in alone and even slander other cultivators!
When the time comes to die inside, no one will collect the body.
Mo Zishu stood on the pile of corpses in the center of the first floor, looking down at the piles of corpses, frowned in disgust, and simply closed his eyes, not looking at anything.
Ugly.
The center of the tower is cylindrical, surrounded by black flames, and the cold white flame tip is reflected on the mask of the empress, which is particularly permeating, like the messenger who reaps life and indifferently explains the new life and destruction.
The empress slowly raised her head, feeling the runes surrounding the top of the tower, and the whip in her hand was about to move.
"Except for my prince, they are all ugly."
"Except for my Wanqing family, everyone is ugly."
(End of this chapter)
The empress nodded, retracted her whip, her eyes as sharp as a long sword moved slightly: "If I don't go with you, it will be a burden."
She stared at the Demon Slaughtering Tower, and did not give Shen Wanru the slightest look. Instead, she had something to say: "You two, listen to me. People are doing it, and the sky is watching, so you can do it yourself. Don't push others into a hurry, and you will regret it in the end." It’s too late, then there is no regret medicine in this world.”
Take time, don't cry and beg me, but I will die.
Shen Wanru doesn't care about the so-called eyes. Has she suffered less in these years: "Thank you, Your Majesty, but Wanru came here, and I still have one thing to ask." Her eyes were tinged with urgency: "My sister Wanqing, who used to be named Ling Yuan, With the prince surnamed Luo returning home, I don't know if His Majesty has any news."
She is just a mortal empress, even if she knows something, she dares to tell her to do it for herself, and she is the one who did the most ruthless.
Luo Yang's expression moved slightly, and Ling Yuan, who was smiling sweetly, appeared in his mind. He lowered his voice, "I can offer you a generous gift, and I only hope that Your Majesty can help me find Ling Yuan's trace."
The empress sneered: "I've heard about Ling Yuan. I heard that she died and was buried with the prince named Luo, but I don't know another lady from the Shen family."
Interestingly, what she can arrange is Ying Liu, who is entangled with Luoyang Baba, and happens to fulfill Ling Yuan's wish at the same time.
Also let him taste the feeling of being betrayed by his lover.
Shen Wanru was on the verge of falling, with tears filling her eyelashes, she fell into Luoyang's arms, crying: "I, my sister."
And Luo Yang, who was holding Shen Wanru in his arms, also had a mournful expression on his face, gritted his teeth, and he still couldn't accept that Ling Yuan was really dead. Not long after Ling Yuan left, he thought about it day and night, but he couldn't beat his brother, and when it was confirmed that he was missing Only then did he dare to explore, but who knows, another cruel and ruthless empress ran out.
This Empress is a must for the Immortal Lord Chengze, even the Immortals dare not offend easily.
"Luoyang." Shen Wanru grabbed Luoyang's forearm and said sadly: "I, I don't have a sister anymore."
Luo Yang pityed that she had the same appearance as Ling Yuan, and comforted her softly: "It's nothing, I'm here." He lost Ling Yuan, and couldn't lose Wan Ru anymore, not to mention that Wan Ru was still the Miss Shen family who took him back.
The empress didn't bother to pay attention to these two "desperate mandarin ducks", and waited until the demon-slaying tower made a huge buzz and the tower door shattered, and faced
Flashing eyes of various colors and rushing through the door that smelled fishy.
The long whip swept across, only to hear endless screams, the bloody corpses were thrown out of the tower, splashed with the blood of the cultivators outside, many people immediately took off their clothes, cut off the contaminated places, flesh and blood Sliding down, the essence flowed away, and everyone hated the empress who bore the brunt.
"Go in. See the empress, run away." The cultivators in the team all ordered with stern faces, secretly hating how such a lunatic would be encountered in the Demon Slaughtering Tower this time!
People who enter the Demon Slaughtering Tower are all in groups, how can anyone rush in alone and even slander other cultivators!
When the time comes to die inside, no one will collect the body.
Mo Zishu stood on the pile of corpses in the center of the first floor, looking down at the piles of corpses, frowned in disgust, and simply closed his eyes, not looking at anything.
Ugly.
The center of the tower is cylindrical, surrounded by black flames, and the cold white flame tip is reflected on the mask of the empress, which is particularly permeating, like the messenger who reaps life and indifferently explains the new life and destruction.
The empress slowly raised her head, feeling the runes surrounding the top of the tower, and the whip in her hand was about to move.
"Except for my prince, they are all ugly."
"Except for my Wanqing family, everyone is ugly."
(End of this chapter)
You'll Also Like
-
Collapse: Depression-causing simulation, Firefly was stabbed and cried
Chapter 51 1 hours ago -
Watch the Foundation's short videos, and all the characters in the world will be defeated
Chapter 59 1 hours ago -
Sailing: The longer Whitebeard retires, the stronger he becomes.
Chapter 33 1 hours ago -
Zongman: Man in Type-Moon, summons White Gun Dai at the beginning
Chapter 98 1 hours ago -
Konoha: Succubus Little Shota, reversed by Kushina
Chapter 26 1 hours ago -
The enlightenment is beyond heaven: creating a law at the age of three, shocking the heavens
Chapter 189 1 hours ago -
Konoha: Hinata drowned and wore my clothes
Chapter 106 1 hours ago -
moba: I am a soul voice artist!
Chapter 92 1 hours ago -
About my girlfriend's reincarnation as Spider-Girl!
Chapter 176 1 hours ago -
American comics: This guy is crazy
Chapter 247 2 hours ago