Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

In the seventh year, the entire Yanluo Palace underwent major changes, and Qingling, who had been casting the net for eight years, finally waited for the time to close the net.

The seven demon lords newly established by Feng Lie all died tragically outside the Yanluo Palace due to different accidents, and the previous alliance with the ghost, demon, and demon clans gradually became a dead letter. Out of Yanluo Hall.Feng Li was furious, and wanted to bring his Chiyan Army to fight in all directions again, but he failed at the first step. His Chiyan Army was completely out of his control.

Feng Lie has come to the embarrassing position of betraying relatives, but he still has a cultivation level that few people in the world can match, and he is still the master of Yan Luo Temple, the legendary Venerable Chi Yan.The most important thing is that his unparalleled sword is still in his hand, and his wife who is so beautiful is still by his side.Therefore, Feng Lie didn't feel frustrated, but the extinguished ambition in his heart was rekindled, and he remembered his ambition to rule the world.

On the day Feng Lie fell from the throne, Dry Mirror happened to be there to witness.

Feng Lie summoned her and wanted to use the power of her Spring Breeze Brush to conquer the rebellious Yaozu.

However, just as Ku Jing agreed and the two were discussing the details, Qing Ling walked into the Hall of Heaven and Earth with a jug of fine wine.

"So Feng Gu Jun is here too." Qing Ling entered the door and saw Ku Jing, and talked to her with a smile.

"Ma'am." Ku Jing said lightly, smelling the fragrance from the pot of wine.

Qing Ling went to sit next to Feng Lie, and said to Feng Lie: "Do you remember this wine? We brewed it together on the day you and I got married. I just remembered it yesterday, but today I dug it out and sent it here. Here you go."

"Is there such a thing?" Feng Lie subconsciously said, and then coughed awkwardly after his brisk expression, and smoothed things over for himself: "I was too happy and drank too much that day, so I don't remember some things."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember." Qingling immediately said, took out a cup to fill Feng Lie with wine, and said softly: "I remembered it for you."

Feng Lie was very moved and took the wine.Just when he was about to drink, Qing Ling suddenly asked him: "Do you still remember my concubine's boudoir name?" After she finished asking, she looked at Feng Li with burning eyes, as if the wine pot's hand was not obvious. Trembling, the wine in the jug swayed and cracked, but nothing unusual was found.

"Isn't it Shui Ling?" Feng Lie replied without thinking.

Fuck, brother is amazing.Ku Jing, who had been quietly beside him as if it didn't exist, couldn't help but look at Feng Lie at this moment.This kind of scumbag who even forgot his wife's name is really rare in the world, and it's no wonder Qingling wants to clean him up.

The smile on Qingling's face gradually faded away and then quickly became stronger, and Ku Jing was worried that she would burst into flames and strangle the man in front of him to death in the next second.Fortunately, Qingling is very calm, smiling like honey at Feng Lie, and said with a light smile: "My husband is right, then drink this glass of wine quickly."

"Mr. Fenggu is still waiting for you to discuss things." Qingling smiled, biting every word lightly.

Feng Li brought the wine glass to his lips, stopped when he was about to drink, then turned to Qingling and asked: "Linger, did I say something wrong just now?" He vaguely remembered that there was a word "ling" in Qingling's name , and one of his previous concubine's names also had a spirit word in it, so he confused the two names and couldn't tell the difference.

"No." Qingling shook her head, her head full of jewels shaking, she gently pushed the cup by Feng Lie's lips with her hand, and said, "Hurry up and drink."

Although Feng Lie vaguely felt that he had made a mistake just now, after Qingling said that, he didn't suspect him, and drank the wine directly.

"Good wine!" Feng Lie sighed after putting down the wine glass.

Seeing that he drank the whole glass of wine, Qing Ling restrained the exaggerated smile on his face, then stood up and looked down at Feng Crack, pursing his lips slightly with a cold and terrifying expression.Juicy?This name ignited a fire in Qingling's chest, and made her feel like scratching her heart.

"Ling'er, what's the matter with you?" Feng Lie sensed Qingling's abnormality, and called out this impromptu address extremely smoothly.

Qingling turned her eyes away and didn't want to look at him anymore, turned her head and asked Ku Jing who had been watching the show in a cold voice, "Mr. Fenggu, tell your majesty what my name is."

None of my business!Ku Jing was suddenly named, and subconsciously frowned, but still said softly: "Your name is Qingling."

"..." Feng Lie continued to be embarrassed, and then fell into deep thought.He didn't know why he became such a flirtatious person. He obviously was, he should be lighthearted, but he actually forgot her name.This truth made Feng Lie feel unbelievable, and he felt that he was simply rubbish.

"I..." Feng Lie wanted to explain, but at the time he didn't know how to speak.

Ku Jing had seen enough of the drama, and knew what would happen next time, so he said, "I think Your Majesty and Madam need to have a good talk, so I'll take my leave first."

"Okay, step back." Feng Lie hurriedly said, with his subordinates around, he really couldn't say some things.

But Qingling obviously disagreed with him, and said: "You don't have to go."

"Anyway, you know everything." Qingling said quietly.

"What, what?" Sensitively, Feng Li felt that there was something wrong with Qingling's words, so he asked immediately.

Qingling smiled, sneered.She looked down at Feng Lie, and asked softly in a gentle and lingering voice: "Husband, do you want to try to exercise your kung fu now? If I put something in the wine, it's time to have an attack."

As soon as Feng Lie heard it, he would be a fool if he couldn't find out what was wrong, so he immediately tried to exercise his skills, and then no matter how he thought about it, the purple mansion was empty, and he couldn't find a trace of the usual abundant spiritual energy.

"Feng Lie, you are practicing the exercises handed down from my family." Qingling laughed lightly seeing his panicked movements, and then suddenly said angrily: "If it wasn't for me, you would have come to this day? Have you forgotten, you What was it like before you met me? Do you really think that you can rely on yourself today?"

"Don't forget, when you fell into the valley, you were just a waste material that anyone could bully. It was me, I made you."

Feng Lie seemed to have some changes in his body, slipped from his throne, and hunched at the foot of the throne.Qingling looked at him, not feeling heartache at all, she knelt down to keep eye level with Feng Lie, who was profusely sweating, and whispered softly: "I can make you, I can destroy you."

"Feng Lie." Qing Ling embraced Feng Lie's head with bursting veins, and murmured affectionately: "From today on, you will not be able to speak, hear, or move your hands, and you will become a useless person. "

"A useless person that only I can accept."

"Hehe, this is the price of your ruthlessness." Qing Ling's voice was so gentle that it made people's hair stand on end. Feng Lie couldn't speak anymore, his mouth opened in despair, and his eyes widened desperately.

Ku Jing has been watching coldly, watching Qingling break Feng Lie's tendons without blinking, just wanting to laugh.Then congratulate Qingling in my heart for replacing Feng Lie and becoming the Great Demon King in this article.

Who would have thought that Venerable Chi Yan, who was once powerful and powerful, fell off the altar in such a hasty way.And the one who fell down the altar with Venerable Chiyan, and the entire Yanluo Palace, did too many things to make only himself light and agile in the world of Feng Lie, and the impact of these things was that the Yanluo Palace was in the sixth place. The situation in the world is gradually declining, and it is difficult to reproduce the original glory.From the beginning, the largest gathering place of evil forces, it has become an ordinary gathering place of forces that are not necessarily evil forces.

After that, the remaining five demon kings also left the Yanluo Palace one after another, and at the end of the twelve demon monarchs, only Ku Jing was left alone, so she became the second-in-command of the Yanluo Palace only after Mrs. Qingcheng out of nowhere. .But no matter how the Yanluo Palace changes, Feng Gu Jun is still the Feng Gu Jun, and Ku Jing still only cares about his own paintings and doesn't care about anything else.Others think that she is just a builder of history, but they don't know that she is actually a person who promotes history.

It is worth mentioning that after seeing Mo Hun again by accident, Qingling sent someone to Fenggudian to take Mo Hun back.

"Are you willing to go back?" Ku Jing still decided to exchange the decision-making power with Mo Hun himself.

To be honest, because the dry mirror was not the cause of the person involved, in her opinion, this ink soul is much better than the real Feng Lie.Although the shelf life is short, but absolutely affectionate, loyal and never betrayal, the most important thing is that Mo Hun will not call the wrong person's name.

However, things like feelings cannot be compared, and there is no difference in size.Sometimes it pays attention to first come, first served, and sometimes it is the last comer.Except for the client himself, no one can decide who she should love for her without authorization.After all, not all love needs a reason.

"I..." Mo Hun was originally helping Ku Jing organize the scrolls, but he became entangled instantly after hearing this question.

Ku Jing reminded him: "You only have two years left in this world."

After Mo Hun pondered for a moment, he nodded firmly: "I want to go back to Qingling."

"You have to think clearly, what is her purpose for asking you to go back at this time."

"I know." Mo Hun is no longer the Mo Hun who didn't understand the complexities of people's hearts. He now understands that Qing Ling asked him to go back at this time, just to stimulate the person she really loves.

Ku Jing was noncommittal to Mo Hun's decision, stretched out his hand towards the door, and said indifferently: "The person who will pick you up is waiting for you outside the door."

"Thank you for taking care of me for so long." Mo Hun bowed three times to the dry mirror before leaving.

He was born from the pen of Ku Jing, so he has a natural admiration for Ku Jing. Strictly speaking, Ku Jing is his real master.

Ku Jing remained silent and let her go.

After Mo Hun left, the dry mirror returned to the drawing paper. The double portrait was almost finished, and there was only one last step left to light up the dark eyes of the two.After pondering for a while, the withered mirror made the last stroke, and when he raised his hand again, the characters on the whole painting came to life. Under the peach blossom tree, two people stood side by side, looking sideways at a distance as close as they could be, with infinite affection.

Ku Jing thought for a while after finishing his pen, but in the end he didn't move this one again, but wrote down a sentence that suddenly came to his mind on another piece of paper.

'There has never been a lover, there has always been a heartless day. '