Days and nights of the Raiders of Peerless Beauty

Looking at it from a distance, it can be seen that the brilliant jade shadows, and the nine heavenly stars are worthy of falling into the mortal world.

"Tonight should be the last time." Bai Qingqiu thought about it secretly, and said to the rest of humanity, "Be careful, our mission is about to be won."

Shangguan Yichuan and the others nodded silently.

Indeed, it is finally over.

Naturally, men would not be allowed to enter the Empress's dormitory. There was a secret passage in the middle of the rockery. Bai Qingqiu and the others were like nimble ghosts. When there was no one around, they entered the secret passage in an instant.

Gong'e has come to meet him in the secret passage.

Needless to say, a group of people slowly snailed in the dark and thin tunnel. Several people agreed that there was only light breathing through the tip of the nose in the damp and cold road. Everyone sealed their mouths and would never speak nonsense.

The tunnel was dug all the way to the foundation of the sleeping hall. After things changed, the bright and gorgeous underground palace was impressively panoramic.

The oppressive atmosphere is hidden in the depths of the light source, sneaking along with the light.

The queen is wearing a lotus-colored chest-length dress with peony flowers embroidered all over the skirt, covered with a blue mist-filled shirt with large sleeves, blue silk like a waterfall, tied up in a loose cloud bun, and a little cinnabar between her eyebrows is like a third spirit. Although her phoenix eyes are in her mid-mature, her charm still exists.

At this moment, she was reclining on the phoenix couch covered with double shadows, frowning and looking at her with a distressed look.

The eight white-clothed men respectfully covered their faces.

The empress never liked to accompany Emperor Zhen Yuan day and night to indulge in sex and sex, she excused that the Seventh Prince needed to go to bed early, and she got away looking for a reason.

Originally, she planned to go to the imperial study to review the memorial all night, but when the Seventh Prince was in the Umusu Desert, he was overly frightened by the pack of wolves, and refused to go to bed no matter what.

She had no choice but to put the seventh prince to sleep before she turned around and went into the underground palace to meet the young castle master of Baijiabao.

Queen's Road, let's get down, she has a detached arrogance like a lord, which is completely different from the virtuous and rational she usually pretends to be.

The air in the underground palace is damp and stuffy, so palace lanterns made of special materials are used, and there are sets of boxes inside, which are filled with rare medicinal powders to eliminate dampness, exuding a faint sweet smell.

At this moment, the palace lanterns are brightly lit, and all the scenery is as luxurious and peaceful as if they were plated with gold liquid.

Because it is a secret place, the queen said unscrupulously, "Your emperor is addicted to sensuality and has no intention of presiding over the government. The mourning family has accumulated a lot of paperwork in recent days, and the nightmare is getting worse and worse. Come and help mourning." Let’s recite the Boluoli mantra to help the mourning family relieve some of the pain of splitting headaches, and finally clear away the evil obstacles left in the dream.”

The eight people nodded to each other upon hearing the words,

Bai Qingqiu led six people around the phoenix couch to set up the magic circle of seven gangs to guard the soul, chose the correct position and sat down cross-legged. curse.

The caring Gong'e took out a pack of medicinal powder from her sleeve, walked to each nearby palace lantern, opened the box and sprinkled the medicinal powder slightly, and then Shi Shiran withdrew.

The atmosphere in the hall was suddenly filled with fragrance, and a puff of smoke was ignited by the burning of paraffin, and the flowing shadow of Cha Chanjuan was like silk and waves.

Requiem incense.

The finest spices tributed by Ye Moro.

The queen only hooked her fingers at Shangguan Yichuan, and Shangguan Yichuan stepped forward and knelt down in front of the phoenix couch.

"Are you ready?" The empty hall echoed, making the queen's cold voice full of a kind of majesty that made the scalp tingle.

Emperor Zhenyuan was cowardly and without opinion, no resemblance to his decisive ancestors and emperors, so when he realized that his empress was talented and bold, he indulged himself even more in the wine pool and meat forest.

After his body was hollowed out year by year by beauties and his wisdom was gradually consumed by fine wines, he had basically given up the power and control over the country, and instead devoted himself to displaying the dragon's power in the soft and tender breasts of beautiful women.

Shangguan Yiqiu vaguely sensed the empress' gaze, and lowered his head in accordance with the etiquette of a monarch and minister, "I have been making preparations, and I have dedicated myself to death."

The wide hood on his head was lifted suddenly by a soft hand, revealing the gorgeous face inside.

Shangguan Yichuan slightly closed his eyes, without flinching.

The queen's eyes lingered enviously between his perfect eyebrows, eyes, lips and nose, and she couldn't help admiring, "It's really a top figure selected by the Ai family from thousands of people in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. When facing the scrutiny of the Ai family, You can also be calm and calm.”

Her hand gently caressed between Shangguan Yibuki's supple moss.

"Is your brain ready to bear all the consequences of karma and sin for Ai's family?"

Shangguan Yibuki didn't nod, his detached and calm expression proved that he was the best candidate.

The queen's tired and irritable mood was slightly relieved by seeing the peerless face, and her eyelids finally relaxed from the tense state of day and night.

Her mouth also began to slowly open and close, as if being completely overwhelmed by the requiem incense, revealing the secret deep in her heart from the subconscious.

"The Ai family was conferred the title of Zhaoyi by your emperor at the age of 16. At the beginning of love, the Ai family always naively thought that he had found the sail of his destiny, enough to join hands for a hundred years and ride the wind and rain together."

"I don't know that men are just running rivers, ruthless torrents, sweeping away the flowery youth of Aijia, and even the original good wishes are buried in the thick silt."

"Without the emperor's sincere love, the struggle in the harem is bloody and helpless. Every day, newcomers enter the palace and old ones die. Why doesn't the wall piled up with corpses block the wings of Aijia's desire for freedom."

"It's not that Aijia wants to fight, but a large group of evil people who are eyeing tigers are pushing Aijia to fight."

"Either you die or I live a life as cruel as purgatory. The growth of an innocent girl is the complete and ruthless betrayal of a man."

"Aijia's nightmare symptoms became more and more severe, and the nightmares kept him awake all night. When Aijia was physically and mentally exhausted and almost collapsed, someone suggested that Aijia ask Faye Moluo to get rid of his heart with the help of illusion."

"So the Ai family secretly set up the Baijiabao, and sent Bai Qingqiu to ask Master Ye Moluo's great spiritual Zen. Those magic spells that rely on ghosts to create illusions are really extraordinary."

"But it's far from enough..." The queen caressed the cinnabar mole on her forehead in secret, "Even with the phantom eyes of the Lingzong, the Ai family's karma is too deep, and the blood on her hands is too sticky. Unless you find a brain that best matches Aijia and transfer these evils... otherwise... Aijia's life and death will be in jeopardy..."

The queen's hand slipped from the top of Shangguan Yichuan's head, she was probably extremely tired, after sniffing the requiem incense for a long time, she slowly closed her phoenix eyes, and fell into a deep sleep with the help of the Boluoli spell.

About one stick of incense time, the queen's sleeping posture suddenly changed, her pink and white skin seemed to have been smeared with black gold glaze, it was extremely blue and purple, and she was stretched out stiffly on the couch, only her mouth could mutter strangely.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Mother, I'm sorry for you... Zhao'er... Die... Die... Die... Don't pester Aijia anymore!!!"

Until her entire face began to distort, her neck seemed to be strangled, and her voice changed from flat to high to extremely shrill.

Nightmare disease.

Shangguan Yibuki had been waiting for this moment.

He walked up to the queen's head and spread his right palm on the queen's cold forehead.

Starting from his mouth, he slowly recited the heartbeat of the Boluoli Mantra.

The mouths of the seven men from the Bai family worked together to compose a smooth and complete Boluoli mantra, and the cold voice slowly circled and echoed from the open space.

The Queen seemed to be suppressed by a grieving ghost. Her body was sweating like a waterfall, but she could not move at all. The Boluoli curse began to form lifelike characters around her body. The bright red and golden script was like a warrior who conquered the devil. Yibuki's heart slowly condensed in the palm of his right palm.

Accompanied by Shangguan Yichuan's movement of slowly raising his palm, a gloomy, gray and treacherous surge rose from the cinnabar on the queen's forehead like a rising water column. Extracted from the brain.

"Ahhhh! Don't blame the Ai family! The queen mother was also forced, your father only wanted to be satisfied, and those vicious nobles and concubines in the harem stared at the Ai family again!"

"The Ai family did this to protect themselves, and the Ai family is reluctant to kill you, Zhao'er!"

Accompanied by the queen's pitiful pleadings, the red mole on her forehead suddenly took shape, and a bloody and terrifying eyeball protruded from the smooth and delicate skin, turning like bloody beads constantly.

It seems that the Queen's original source of crime has been touched.

Shangguan Yibui's eyes were indifferent but fixed, as if he was out of the way and caught in reincarnation. The huge golden amulet of the Boluoli curse kept getting into the queen's cinnabar mole, replacing the terrible memories and nightmares.

The dark and indistinct breath formed a strong vortex from inside his long and narrow palm. If you listen carefully, there is even mixed with the shrill screams of ghosts.

The black vortex is constantly intensifying, merging, and strengthening.

A vase-shaped black air surge, chased by the Boluoli Curse, gradually formed in Shangguan Yibuki's palm.

Shangguan Yibuki's flattened eyebrows began to form a "Chuan" character, and he couldn't help thinking that these horrible nightmares blocked by the Boluoli curse would be introduced into his own brain in the next moment and become his own sins. ?

"Queen, what the hell is this, my son is so scared!"

A childish question instantly broke the harmony in the entire palace.

It turned out to be the Seventh Prince sleeping in the dormitory!

In fact, he was not asleep, but pretended to be asleep, and because of curiosity, he followed the queen to the palace below.

But at this moment, the Seventh Prince was completely frightened, and stood there dumbfounded.

The queen was deeply trapped in the [-]th-floor cloud peak where the incense of requiem changed, and she heard a familiar voice in the dark, as if someone had noticed a shady secret, and she suddenly fell into the [-]th-floor hell.

He screamed miserably, "Ahh! Did you hear that! Did you see it!" He raised his head and knocked away the big hand on the top of his head.

Shangguan Yibuki didn't have time to stop. In order to help the queen extract the nightmares in her memory, his spirit was almost on the verge of death.

Several people in Baijiabao were taken aback.

The powerful Boluoli Curse was wrapped in a black vase, hovering in the entire underground palace, like a madman rampaging.

The palace lantern flickered.

There are countless women screaming miserably, laughing wantonly in the black nightmare.

We died so badly!

We died so badly!

Xu Mei Niang! You have hurt us so badly!!