[Quick Transmigration] I am a cat in Nanshan

Just avoiding Long Yu's reach, Taoist Qianji suddenly felt a chill in his back, followed by overwhelming pain that filled his whole body.

When he lowered his head, the silver sword tip had protruded through his chest, dripping drops of blood.

As soon as Long Yu pulled his hand, he pulled out the sword in his hand, allowing Taoist Qianji, who lost his support in an instant, to fall directly from the palace wall and fall heavily to the ground.

Taoist Qianji didn't die immediately, but he was thrown so hard that he was almost breathless. When he landed, he turned his face and was staring at Long Yu, full of disbelief.

How could it be, myself, I could obviously escape...

"Don't you understand? I didn't believe a word of your words from beginning to end. I was on guard against you." Long Yu stood lightly on the palace wall, his silver-white robe fluttering in the night wind, just quietly looking down at the already Taoist Qianji, who was speechless, did not even have any ups and downs in his tone.

Just a clown.

Although I don't know what method he used to occupy the master's body, and he can also make the change of mission personality undetectable by himself, but apart from these, his ability is nothing more than that.

Taoist Qianji is a Taoist cultivator after all, and his inner soul is stronger than ordinary people's disobedient king. Even if he was stabbed in the chest by Long Yu and fell straight down from the wall, he still retained a little strength.

Seeing that Long Yu was just looking at him quietly, he desperately gathered his strength to slowly press the wound, trying to save his life.

When a person is about to die, he will not let go of any chance of survival.

However, how could Long Yu, who was staring at him like this, not be able to discover his plan? Seeing him slowly gathering a little strength, trying to get up, he suddenly smiled coldly, and even laughed out loud. It reverberated in the air, and the silver sword fell down with just a slight release of the wrist.

Unsurprisingly, the falling silver sword was just nailing Taoist Qianji who hadn't gotten up to the ground. Taoist Qianji, who was already out of breath, was frozen in place forever almost at the moment when the sword pierced his body. on despair.

The blue-black mist drifted out from Taoist Qianji's body, and then, it faded away, completely disappearing in this world.

Long Yu remained silent for a moment, then lightly landed beside Taoist Qianji, the silver sword disappeared while waving his hand, Long Yu bent slightly, raised a halo to gently lift Taoist Qianji's body up, " Master, it was my disciple who was careless and failed to discover that Master was murdered in time..."

...

Without the help of Taoist Qianji, the palace dispute between the Seventh Prince and the Fourteenth Prince came to an end without any suspense.

At dawn, the sound of killing had gradually subsided, and the Seventh Prince, who had not been able to wait for the help of Taoist Qianji, gradually became weaker at the beginning, and then became more and more stretched. It took only a few hours.

In the bloody atmosphere, Mu Yuanke, who was trying to escape from the palace, intending to make a comeback in the future, was led to make dumplings by the also tired fourteenth prince.

There is no war, no escape.

Completely lost.

The Seventh Prince didn't understand until he was unarmed and escorted to walk, why the forced palace should have turned out to be like this, and why the Daoist Qianji who was supposed to come to help and call the wind and rain never showed up?

Thousands of machines!This monster is indeed deceiving himself!

Such a contradictory, if there is a chance in the future, he will definitely be smashed into pieces!

"How?" Seeing the silver light, Mo Li went up to meet Long Yu before he landed and stood firm.

Just staying in the Dragon Palace and waiting for the result, even knowing that there will be no major accidents and dangers, I am still terribly aggrieved.

At least, Li Li was really not used to it.

When Long Yu saw him, he still hid a bit of worry and concern, his heart warmed immediately, and he gently pinched Mo Li's cat's paw, which had been transformed at some time because he was bored in the Dragon Palace, and felt that the pad was soft. The meat is chubby, very easy to pinch, "It's okay, everything is going well. The Fourteenth Lord has confirmed the throne, and the Seventh Prince has been imprisoned in the dungeon. Taoist Qianji has also lost his soul. By the way, I forgot to tell you that the person in his body is not Not my master. The reason why I came back late is to bury my master's body."

Of course, Mo Li knew that the person in Daoist Qianji's body was not the original one, but he didn't expect that Long Yu had already accepted the result, "In this case, we should send Qianmei back."

Long Yu nodded, "En."

"Master Fourteen, no, he is now His Majesty the Emperor. I have delivered your wife and children safely, so I won't bother you any more. But, there is one more thing to remind Lord Fourteen." Mo Li hangs lazily on Long Yu's shoulders, as if he didn't see Mu Yuanchun's exhausted expression because he just finished a fight, and directly pushes Qianmei to him.

Mu Yuanchun was eager to see Qianmei, so naturally he would not be dissatisfied because of being tired, but because Mo Li sent Qianmei back in time, he was very grateful, "Yuan Chun was able to have today, thanks to the help of the two of you, what do you have to say, Mo Li, But it’s okay to say.”

Mo Li turned his head and glanced outside the palace gate, in the direction of the dungeon of Dali Temple, and quickly retracted his eyes, "I don't know Fourteenth Master, how do you plan to deal with Mu Yuanke?"

Suddenly, Qian Mei heard the name very clearly after the dream came out, and the hatred in the dream quickly flashed through her mind, and she suddenly became a little angry, "Such a scum, even a thousand cuts can't escape it!" blame!"

Mu Yuanchun looked at Qianmei with some surprise, even though Mu Yuanke was his opponent, but he had nothing to do with Qianmei, Qianmei's reaction was a little too big, right?

"Qianmei, you?"

After Qianmei finished speaking, she realized that she was a little too aggressive. Faced with Mu Yuanchun's puzzled look, she didn't know how to explain it for a while, so she squeezed Mu Yuanchun's hand, hesitated for a while, and finally made up her mind, "Ten Four, there are some things, it may sound like a fantasy, but I don't want to hide it from you, turn around, I will tell you carefully, okay?"

Mu Yuanchun did not continue to ask, and nodded in compliance, "Okay."

But after all, because of Qianmei's reaction, I don't want to spare Mu Yuanke lightly. Qianmei is so annoyed, it must be Mu Yuanke's fault, "I plan to sentence him to death. It's not that I don't tolerate others, but, throughout the ages, If you win this position, if you lose, there is no possibility of a good death. I, let alone lose this majesty and leave people with a reason to talk."

Mo Li shook his head, "What I want to remind Master Fourteen is about Mu Yuanke. I want to tell you, don't try to kill Mu Yuanke."

After all, the fate of Destiny's Child is not covered.

The Fourteenth Master, a local mortal, can't resist the power of fortune in the dark.

And in this world, the situation is special. Unless I can guarantee that Qianmei dies safely, I will not be able to complete the task, and if I cannot complete the task, I will not be able to kill the protagonist Gong.

I can only be aggrieved and let the protagonist attack himself to live, grow old, get sick and die.

Mu Yuanchun obviously didn't understand, "Why?"

He didn't think Li Li was a soft-hearted person. Since he reminded himself like this, there must be a reason for doing so.

Li Li couldn't tell him the real reason, but smiled maliciously, "The Fourteenth Lord should understand that living alone is much more painful than dying. If the Seventh Prince stays in the dungeon all his life, he will experience life more. It’s not in vain for him to suffer like this~”

Fourteenth Master raised his eyebrows, and instantly understood, ah, he was actually moved by this cat~

Judging by Qianmei's reaction, Mu Yuanke must have done something bad, tsk, bullying Qianmei is bullying me, and of course we can't make him feel better.

Mu Yuanke was imprisoned in the dungeon just like that. He didn't see his way back in the future, and looking back at the past, he was also at a loss.

"Your Majesty, you have been on the throne for more than half a year, and the harem is still so empty. How can the Thousand Empress serve His Majesty well? Besides, the Thousand Empress is a man after all, and she can't do anything for Her Majesty. Your Majesty should accept some concubines early. Enriching the harem is better."

Because Qian Mei's child is not of Long Yu's blood, so he only needs to conceive for ten months like ordinary people, but the difference is that, like Li Li, his child will be equivalent to a spiritual bag of a different dimension in his belly Spiritual consciousness is bred in the heart, and there is no big belly at all.

Therefore, even though she was about to give birth to a child, no one in the court knew about it.

And Mu Yuanchun didn't know why he didn't disclose Qianmei's pregnancy.

Mu Yuanchun severely suppressed the urge to call for someone to drag the old minister out, and subconsciously looked down at the green fox in his arms. Seeing that his expression hadn't changed much, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I said, If you don't accept the concubine, if you discuss this matter again, you will be executed."

The people in the court seemed to have gotten used to his Majesty hugging his precious fox every morning, so they didn't think too much, "...Your Majesty, think twice, I'm all for—"

With a bang, the door of the main hall shook, and Mu Yuanchun raised his head subconsciously, and his pupils shrank suddenly, no good!

Uncle is here again!

There is no end!

Didn't I reject all of them? I have to make myself look like a heartless man!

"Retreat!" Mu Yuanchun hugged Qianmei and got up in a hurry, waved his sleeves, ignored the stunned expression of the old minister who was halfway through the sentence, and walked towards the back of the palace.

...

"Mu Yuanchun." Almost the moment Mu Yuanchun turned around the corridor and stepped into the apse, Lingyan, who was still dressed in snow-white robes, stood in front of him.

Mu Yuanchun had no choice but to stop and hugged Qianmei tightly, "...Brother. I have seen you before, Yuan Chun is very polite."

Qianmei poked her head out of Mu Yuanchun's arms, pulled Mu Yuanchun's sleeves, and wanted to get closer to Lingyan, "Brother is here? What delicious food did you bring this time?"

Lingyan, who was originally expressionless, hooked the corners of his lips slightly, raised his hand, as if he wanted to rub Qianmei's head as usual, but suddenly thought of something, and put his hand back, just smiled at Qianmei Click, "Your favorite crispy chicken."

Taking out the golden crispy chicken, Lingyan sighed softly, and looked at Mu Yuanchun again, "Mu Yuanchun, what do you mean? It's hard not to tell those people about Qianmei's pregnancy. No, it’s still possible to choose a concubine and take concubines?”

Mu Yuanchun knew that Lingyan had always been concerned about this matter, but he never interfered. He finally asked directly today, probably because he was really dissatisfied, and finally explained, "Brother is a practitioner, and probably doesn't know much about the tricks of ordinary people. But Eldest brother at least knows that a man's pregnancy is a fantasy. Although it is a good thing, once it is known by those people, they will not accept it calmly, but may bring all kinds of troubles. On Qianmei's head, even if she doesn't really do anything to Qianmei, she won't be as stable as she is now. Besides, in that case, our children will probably be slandered and slandered by those people. "

Even though Lingyan was a little ignorant of ordinary things, he understood Mu Yuanchun's meaning, "Then, what are you going to do?"

Sooner or later, a child will be born, and there must always be a statement of identity.It can't fall from the sky, can it?

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