Comprehensive film and television: Extreme reversal and inevitable death

Yang Xuewu didn't want to listen carefully to people's doubts and ridicules towards her. Seeing Zheng Er remained silent, she thought she had hit the nail on the head, so she immediately resumed her usual condescending attitude and shouted:

"How could you release these monsters!? Although, I know you have always been jealous of the love I can get from the Fourth Master, but don't you know how much disaster this will bring to the people of the world?!

Zheng'er, you have become really scary now... I advise you to quickly take these monsters back and apologize to everyone in the world.

No matter how you frame me or hurt me, I don't care! As long as you make amends, I believe everyone will be willing to give you another chance!

After today's incident, we can continue to be good sisters like before, isn't it good?"

Her expression was so serious and solemn, as if she was a compassionate goddess who wanted to seek justice from Zheng Er for the people of the world.

However, when she was enjoying wealth and glory, she didn't think about the people. When she was in trouble and exile, she resented the people. Now, when facing Zheng Er, a pitiful person who always jumped up and down in front of her but seemed to have never won, the word "people" came out of her mouth as a matter of course.

In response to Yang Xuewu's excited questioning, Zheng Er simply replied: "Who wants to be a good sister with a troublemaker like you? Bah!" (crossed out)

"You evil creature, I didn't expect that even now, you still refuse to turn back. Yang Xuewu, you are the witch, and your Baishan Village is the root of the trouble in this chaotic world!

At this moment, are you still unwilling to admit what evil you have done, and do you want to make sure that the people of the world suffer from the war?"

With just these words, Yang Xuewu lost her arrogant attitude and the momentum of standing on the moral high ground to accuse Zheng Er.

She looked terrified, stammering and unable to utter a word of defense, her heart filled with fear.

——Zheng Er knows!

No! How could she know?

Could it be because of what I mentioned to her at the beginning: "The future Princess Lanling will have the surname Zheng"?

The more Yang Xuewu thought about it, the more frightened she became. She couldn't help but shudder suddenly. She wanted to defend herself, but her words seemed so weak and powerless.

"Don't talk nonsense! Our clan has always lived in seclusion from the world and never participated in the disputes of the chaotic world!"

"Since everyone has retired, why are you jumping out? You are called the 'goddess of heaven', but you have never thought about seeking welfare for the people of the world. Yang Xuewu, you know whether you are a goddess of heaven or a demon."

Zheng Er was too lazy to argue with Yang Xuewu any more, and after talking about her autism again, she was ready to continue pushing the drama forward.

However, their conversation was still transmitted to the surrounding hills through the loudspeakers and speakers. Yang Xuewu's shameful performance made the onlookers even more indignant.

The subjects of the Northern Zhou Dynasty felt deeply saddened after they witnessed how Yuwen Yong, a wise and sensible ruler, turned into a mentally retarded person like a pug in front of Yang Xuewu.

At times like this, the people of Northern Qi seemed particularly proud.

It must be their Majesty's wisdom to recognize a heroine! From beginning to end, he stood firmly on the side of the Queen, which resulted in Yang Xuewu failing to seduce the king, so she had to settle for the next best thing and go to seduce Gao Changgong.

Later, he even instigated him to stage a palace coup!

Thanks to the wisdom and bravery of our Majesty and Queen!

When I thought about it this way, I couldn't help but lift my chin higher.

Feeling the audience's high emotions, the small system that received Zheng Er's order immediately blew up an eight-level gale at the right time. At the same time, the corpses gradually gathered together, with Yang Xuewu and Yuwen Yong as the center, staring at the people around them with eager eyes, and even ready to attack them.

At first glance, it seemed as if this group of Yin corpses had received Yang Xuewu's orders and had come specially to provide protection.

In a moment, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the ground was covered with flying sand and rocks, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

People who had heard about Yang Xuewu's "evil wind trick" many times from rumors quickly covered their faces with their sleeves. Relying on Zheng Er's presence, they were not timid, but shouted loudly in anger -

"Oh no! The evil girl Yang is trying to escape again! Queen, you must not let her get away this time!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone. We are many in number and we are brave when we gather together! We can't defeat the big ones, but today we must fight to push those small evil creatures back into the ground! We must not distract the queen, let's charge together!"

"Comrades, listen to my command and charge forward!"

It has to be said that when human beings realize that there is a backstage, they are full of martial virtues.

As miracles happened one after another, everyone believed that Zheng'er was the real Bodhisattva who had descended to the earth and had great magical powers. Even if they really died, she would protect them.

Maybe it would be better to die, as you can avoid the hard training and directly follow the Bodhisattva into the Buddha’s kingdom to enjoy happiness!

With this idea that living is not a loss and dying is a gain, the crowd instantly poured into the Northern Zhou imperial city like a wave.

With the Northern Qi army leading the way, even the unarmed civilians rushed in together, howling.

Compared with this group of "pure passers-by" with green eyes, the number of ghosts seems a little insufficient. Fortunately, they are strong enough and can withstand beatings, so it is no problem for them to drag three, four or five people at once.

However, despite this, the situation gradually became one of too many people and too little porridge.

Glancing at the fierce battle scene below, Zheng Er forced himself to resist the urge to blow a rogue whistle at this eternal wonder, and instead quietly changed the disc and turned up the volume.

“Money e, money go;

All the money goes to my home;

Gold mountain, silver sea;

All the money go my room! "

Accompanied by a rhythmic and brisk chanting that no one could understand but was inexplicably uplifting, the ghosts who had been beaten in vain soon showed signs of decline.

As the biggest boss of this show, if Yang Xuewu just left the stage like this, it would be too boring, and the status of the protagonist Zheng Er would also be greatly reduced.

As a result, the battlefield soon saw another major reversal.

Behind Yang Xuewu, a huge towering tree with red branches suddenly rose from the ground and directly destroyed the Northern Zhou Palace where Yuwen Yong had lived for most of his life!

The strange and terrifying tree had no branches, or rather, all the madly twisting branches were covered with hissing giant snakes.

They twisted, entangled, and continuously sprayed venom towards the earth and the sky!