The world is frozen, and I, the evil fairy, am surrounded by beauties!

Less than three seconds after the sound appeared, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe appeared next to Ding Hao and Xue Qianrou.

"It's you, are you the Nascent Soul?"

Seeing this middle-aged man, Prime Minister Li Qiumu and the officials behind him were all filled with disbelief.

This person was none other than Tian Wenjing, the worshiper of the Daqian Dynasty whom they had always been wary of. They originally thought that he was only at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and as soon as Mo Cheng arrived, even if Tian Wenjing was still alive, he would still be dead.

Unexpectedly, Tian Wenjing was not only alive, but also promoted to Nascent Soul.

This change made Li Qiumu feel worried.

Mo Cheng, who was standing aside, also frowned deeply after feeling the powerful aura from Tian Wenjing.

He was very surprised that there was actually a Nascent Soul hidden in this small place.

"Uncle Tian, ​​you have actually been promoted to Nascent Soul? It seems that until God dies, I will do my best!"

Xue Qianrou was very happy when she found out that Tian Wenjing had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Although Ding Hao is also a powerful Nascent Soul, Xue Qianrou is still worried about accidents with just Ding Hao. Now with Tian Wenjing, she is basically safe.

Later, Xue Qianrou asked Tian Wenjing again: "Uncle Tian, ​​please take action to deal with this Nascent Soul from Dayu. We still have half of Daqian's army left. As long as we kill this Mo City, Dayu will be defeated." Nothing to fear.”

At this moment, Xue Qianrou seemed to see Daqian's victory.

However, after hearing her request, Tian Wenjing remained silent for a long time.

what happened?

Seeing this situation, Xue Qianrou suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Ding Hao on the side was always watching the scene in front of him as if he were watching a show.

"hehe."

Just when Xue Qianrou was extremely worried, Tian Wenjing said, "Your Majesty, to be honest, I had already successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage thirty years ago. I just didn't show up in order to consolidate my cultivation."

"And now, not only have I stabilized my cultivation, I have also reached a higher level, reaching the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul. In other words, if I want to kill this trash, it will be easy for me!"

Hearing Tian Wenjing's words, Li Qiumu and the officials behind him were so scared that they took a step back on the spot.

If Mo Cheng were not still here, they might have run away directly for fear of causing Mo Cheng's dissatisfaction.

They are only one step away from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and can be easily wiped out with just one finger. Even Mo Cheng, who is also in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, is most likely not his match.

Because after reaching Yuanying, every step forward will cause earth-shaking changes in strength.

Mo Cheng, who was standing at the front, did not show any panic on his face after hearing Tian Wenjing's words. Instead, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. No one knew what he was thinking.

The happiest person in the whole audience was Xue Qianrou.

The stronger Tian Wenjing is, the more beneficial it is to her.

"Uncle Tian, ​​if that's the case, why don't you take down this person as soon as possible?" Xue Qianrou urged further.

"Your Majesty, it's not yet time."

Facing Xue Qianrou's urging, an inexplicable smile appeared on Tian Wenjing's lips.

Seeing this smile, Xue Qianrou was stunned.

Then, she seemed to have thought of something, and solemnly urged Tian Wenjing: "Uncle Tian, ​​as long as you help Qianrou solve the national crisis, Qianrou promises you that she will make you the King of Zhenguo afterwards!"

"not enough!"

Hearing Xue Qianrou's promise, Tian Wenjing shook his head and said, "Qianrou, I have seen all the suffering you have endured over the years. To be honest, as a girl, you are not suitable for governing the country."

"How about this, after your uncle helps you deal with these rubbish, you can hand over Daqian to your uncle. Also, you can marry your uncle and he will let you be the mother of Daqian!"

what?

There was an unbelievable look in Xue Qianrou's eyes. She originally thought that Tian Wenjing just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits, but she didn't expect...not only did he want to do something big, but he also wanted to do it for himself.

"Uncle Tian, ​​you...how can you have such an idea? I have regarded you as my uncle since I was a child!" Xue Qianrou said.

"hehe."

Tian Wenjing chuckled, with a proud smile on his face, and said: "But I don't treat you as a niece. After all, who made you so beautiful makes me, an uncle, heart-throbed."

"Qian Rou, uncle is the Emperor Qian for your own good. After all, even if uncle helps you deal with these people, you still can't hold on to this position. What's more, uncle is now a Yuanying cultivator. You won't suffer any loss if you marry uncle."

Xue Qianrou was silent.

"Forget it, think about it first."

Tian Wenjing waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter whether you agree or disagree, I have the final say in everything."

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Tian Wenjing can almost walk around the entire world. Anyone who dares to disobey him will die!

He believed that when the time came, Xue Qianrou would obediently climb onto his bed without him having to say anything.

"die!"

After Tian Wenjing finished speaking, he turned to look at Mo Cheng, without saying a word, he opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword.

With the appearance of the flying sword, the entire palace shook.

"How dare you show off your little skills in front of me!"

Seeing the flying sword flying towards him with terrifying power, Mo Cheng was not afraid at all. A huge black hand appeared above his head and grabbed Tian Wenjing's flying sword.

"Hey, you had the nerve to take out the spell that I just broke. Do you think it's not enough to be embarrassed once? Do you want to lose it again?"

Seeing the big hand transformed by Mo Cheng, Tian Wenjing didn't care at all.

He even seemed to see the scene of Mo Cheng being pierced by his flying sword.

puff!

But at the moment when the flying sword and the black hand collided, Tian Wenjing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

That huge black hand actually crushed his flying sword!

After the black hand crushed the flying sword, it also disappeared.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Tian Wenjing, who had never taken anyone seriously since his appearance, now had an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

He didn't understand why the opponent was able to break his flying sword even though his realm was clearly stronger than the opponent's.

Although it didn't cause much harm to him, it made him feel very uncomfortable and felt like he had been slapped in the face.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Mo Cheng said jokingly: "My strength cannot be understood by a waste like you in the countryside. It would be fine if you just stay in there and be a tortoise today, but since you dare to come out, I will give you these five hundred years." The way of doing things is ruined."

"Humph."

Tian Wenjing snorted coldly and said, "Everyone can brag, but judging from your aura, you should have just entered the early stage of the Nascent Soul. I don't even need to use my full strength to kill a piece of trash like you!"

"Let's fight in the sky. I'll let you know how powerful I am!"

After Tian Wenjing finished speaking, he teleported directly into the sky.

This imperial city was basically assumed to be his, so he was reluctant to destroy it.