After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Xiang Ci, whose body was shaking from the pain of being stepped on, was already convinced after hearing this.

This is the timeline when the little prince was caught by the white jade demon and sacrificed to heaven.

I thought it was the White Jade Demon who did it herself, but I didn't expect that it was Mrs. Wang who led someone to arrest her.

This Mrs. Wang is really everywhere.

She likes Emperor Chu, but because of love she hates him, and finally becomes the minions of the White Jade Demon, fighting and killing for her.

The White Jade Demon was also unable to woo her because of Baixu Valley, and then wanted to destroy the world.

Why, is it possible that except for the man you fancy now, all other men in this world are no longer men?

If this man can't do it, why don't you change him?

If one doesn't work, let's change to ten, twenty, or a hundred. There will always be one you like, right?

How can you still have a masochistic temperament and insist on liking the one you don't like?

Also, there are so many great rivers and mountains in Chu State, so much food and joy, why do you just focus on one man?

Let's relax our mentality, take a long-term view of our ideals, and not stare at a man who can't beat you, wouldn't it be good?

Why do you still want to destroy the world because of love?

Xiang Ci really wanted to scold him, but he didn't have the energy.

It was also because one of the men was the ancestor of her Bai family and the other was her father.

What can Xiang Ci do? He can only lie down more comfortably.

Mrs. Wang looked at Xiang Ci, who was like a lazy dog, and the tightness in her heart dissipated, and she felt refreshed again: "Tug him away."

The guard dragged Xiang Ci up. The captain of the guard hesitated and said, "Master Wang, do you want to stop his bleeding?"

Mrs. Wang's sharp eyes shot towards the captain of the guard.

After weighing the situation, the captain of the guard spoke again: "Master Wang, if we don't stop the bleeding, he may not survive and the blood on his body will drain out."

It's not that he wants to talk too much, but their mission is to deliver the little prince to his destination alive.

If he didn't know that Master Wang wanted the little prince's blood, he would definitely not have said anything.

Knowing that Mr. Wang wanted the little prince's blood, he still didn't say anything. When they arrived at the destination, the little prince's blood was gone, and they were the ones who died.

So for the sake of my own life, I have to remind you of this.

Mrs. Wang had a confused expression on her face. She was not satisfied with what the captain of the guard said, but was satisfied with the title of Lord Wang that the captain of the guard called her.

She wanted to be a queen, but unfortunately she couldn't marry Emperor Chu.

Even if Bai Lu is killed and then married to Emperor Chu as the queen, Bai Lu must be killed first.

So she asked the white jade demon to call her Lord Wang to her guards. No matter how she called her, she was superior to others.

After pretending to think, Mrs. Wang nodded as if she was giving alms but thinking about the overall situation: "Okay, let's stop his bleeding. Don't die halfway and ruin our good deeds."

The captain of the guard did not dare to say anything. He took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine from his arms, sprinkled it on Xiang Ci's back to stop the bleeding, and then bandaged it randomly.

The man in front of me is a young prince, and he is also a child. He will help stop the bleeding regardless of emotion or reason.

It's just that the master he follows is different and his position is different, so he can only do this.

The stab wound was not serious, but it still hurt. Xiang Ci was trembling all over, and was dragged away by the guards like a dead dog.

Her legs were dragged through the bloody water, leaving long traces on the ground, which was shocking to see.

Mrs. Wang looked at this and raised the corners of her lips happily: "It's burned."

The guard Huozhezi blew a bright fire and threw it towards the pile of corpses.

There was a bang and it was extremely hot.

Xiang Ci felt the heat wave coming and tilted her head slightly. Seeing the blazing fire, her eyes ached and her head felt tight and painful.

She passed out.

I don't know how long it took before she woke up.

I found myself lying in a cool place with a stone roof above my head, which was simple, elegant and rough.

With just one glance, Xiang Ci knew where this was.

It was the mausoleum she had just come out of earlier, and the position where she lay was the altar.

The difference is that the altar where she was lying before was a suspended nanmu coffin pulled by iron chains.

Now there was no coffin pulled by chains above her head.

Even though his head was still dizzy, Xiang Ci woke up immediately and put his arms on the stone to sit up.

The support of her arm stretched across the stab wound on her back. She hissed in pain, strained her waist, and sat up.

Xiang Ci jumped off the altar, and then realized that there was nothing here except the altar.

She remembered clearly that there were many stone-carved furniture in the mausoleum that she and Ye Kai arrived at earlier.

There is nothing here at this time, only the altar.

No one at all.

Xiang Ci's heart was pounding in panic, and she didn't dare to stop, so she ran to the entrance of the mausoleum barefoot.

Mrs. Wang, who had just reached the entrance of the mausoleum, put on clean armor, and led a group of guards towards the entrance of the mausoleum.

Mrs. Wang, holding a long sword in her hand, stared at Xiang Ci coldly, her voice frosty and full of sarcasm: "You are really disobedient. As soon as I turned around, you wanted to run away!"

"It seems that I really don't want this leg anymore."

Xiang Ci endured the pain on his back: "Your master will not let you break my legs."

Mrs. Wang was startled for a moment, then she smiled bitterly: "My master? What are you talking about?"

Xiang Ci frowned slightly. Could it be that the person behind Mrs. Wang was not a white jade demon?

No, Mrs. Wang doesn’t want to expose the White Jade Demon.

She wanted to say something else, but Mrs. Wang smiled ferociously: "That's right, you don't need this leg anymore, so just interrupt it."

Xiang Ci really didn't expect that Mrs. Wang actually wanted to break her leg.

It seemed that this mad dog was really driven to panic.

That's right, as long as the White Jade Demon rests his blood to sacrifice to the sky, it won't matter whether his legs are broken or not.

In this case, she might not be able to save her legs.

Xiang Ci wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape now.

But she still had to make an escape gesture, and after being caught, she bluffed: "If you dare to touch me, my father will never let you go."

I just don’t know if Emperor Chu is dead at this time?

There are too many dreams, and the time order is messed up.

If she wanted to know something, she had to put things together slowly to know whether the current Emperor Chu was dead.

Maybe it won't work to mention the name of Emperor Chu, but it won't work if you don't try.

Moreover, it is better to use the name of Emperor Chu than to use the name of Bai Lu.

After all, Mrs. Wang hated Bai Long for taking her position as queen.

Mrs. Wang was not moved at all and laughed loudly: "You dare to think about it."

Xiang Ci's heart was pounding. Did this mean that Emperor Chu was dead?

Not only did she speak out, but she also heard Mrs. Wang snort coldly: "Let's guess now, should you break your left leg or your right leg first?"

These words made Xiang Ci shudder. At this moment, Mrs. Wang really looked like Liuya when he was about to abuse her.

As expected, she is indeed Mrs. Wang, who was taught by the White Jade Demon, and her behavior is so subtle that she hides her sword behind her smile.

Xiang Ci struggled hard and made useless efforts: "Let me go quickly, let go."

She knew this was a dream, and she also knew that she was not the one who sacrificed to heaven in the end.

But no one wants to be a fish on the chopping board.

She still had to struggle.

In fact, she preferred to lie still and just stare at Mrs. Wang fiercely.

It's like I'm staring at you fiercely, and I won't let you go even after I die.

But in fact, she is really scared now.