Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

Liu Juqi was speechless for a while, Yan Sulan was not as easy to fool as Xiao Luan, he could make up an excuse of amnesia to get over it, both of them were silent, Yan Sulan's expression was as indifferent as a stone sculpture, but Liu Juqi knew, As long as he has a lie, Yan Sulan will easily kill himself.

The wound on his face was still aching, and the sweat slid across his cheeks, which was painful, Liu Juqi's thoughts turned, and he imagined Yan Sulan's reactions in various situations in his mind, and finally there was only one method, and maybe escaped with a narrow escape.

The more proud and conceited Yan Sulan is, the greater his chances of winning.

Liu Juqi breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the seat next to Yan Sulan and sat down calmly, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said with a calm smile, "Since the palace master has seen it, I won't continue to hide it."

Yan Sulan snorted coldly, "Say."

"It's not wrong to say that I'm Liu Chenglin or Liu Xu." Liu Juqi's face was full of mystery, and the corners of his reddish eyes became more and more charming, "Has the Palace Master ever heard of reviving a dead body?"

"Borrowing the corpse to return the soul?" Yan Sulan murmured, and looked Liu Juqi up and down, obviously not believing it.

"That's right, resurrecting the soul with a dead body." Liu Juqi nodded, thought for a while and said, "I am not from this world, I come from the future... The future is thousands of years later, in that era, no matter whether it is military, civilization or agriculture It is much more advanced than here, the roads run on iron cars, people can fly into the sky, and they can also go to places beyond the sky, and the night is as brightly lit as the day."

Yan Sulan turned her head, obviously feeling novel about the world described by Liu Juqi, Liu Juqi heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately, Yan Sulan's reaction was as expected.

"My real name is Liu Juqi, and I'm a warlock." Liu Juqi began to make nonsense.

"What is a warlock?" Yan Sulan asked puzzled.

"I can do everything. There is nothing I can't do. Whether it's making money, fighting wars, or handling government affairs, as long as I think about it, I can do it very well." Liu Juqi shook his head, and his lies became bigger and bigger. If you want to be an emperor, I can also help you make the country's cuisine smooth."

When Yan Sulan heard the latter sentence, he suddenly strangled Liu Juqi's neck, and said coldly, "This is nonsense, tell me, who sent you here!"

Liu Juqi was so suppressed that he rolled his eyes, raised his finger and pointed to the sky, struggling to say, "...It's God's will, it's because the palace lord is destined for me...otherwise, why did I just happen to enter Liu Chenglin's body...cough cough..."

"Why do I believe you?" Yan Sulan's hands became weaker, and Liu Juqi took a quick breath, "Master, the power of the Palace of Lore is spread all over the world, if I lie, there will always be a day when I will be exposed, Palace Master Are you still worried that you can't kill me..."

"That's natural." Yan Sulan dismissed Liu Juqi disdainfully, her eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake spitting out its core, "I don't care if you are Liu Chenglin or Liu Juqi, if you dare to betray Lore Palace, I will make you regret being born here world."

Liu Juqi got up from the ground, his heart jumped for joy, it's great, he finally saved his life, the ancient times were really scary, how could they kill people at every turn!Why is it that other people travel to ancient times to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, while I am so unlucky...

He coughed twice, took out the original prince's work from his sleeve, and handed it to Yan Sulan, "The task assigned to Liu Chenglin by the Palace Master took so long to complete, but I only took a few days."

Yan Sulan didn't unfold the painting, and threw it on the ground, "Keep approaching him, don't be found."

While talking, someone knocked on the door, and Xiao Luan's cautious voice came from outside, "Brother Liu, can I come in?"

Liu Juqi went to open the door for him, ignored Xiao Luan's surprised gaze, and sat on the stool rubbing his neck, Yan Sulan didn't blame him for being rude, but just took the clothes in Xiao Luan's hand coldly, After going to the inner room to change it, it disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Luan waited until Yan Sulan left, and immediately went up to check the bruise on Liu Juqi's neck nervously, "Brother Liu, does it hurt?"

"Why doesn't it hurt, big devil, he will choke people's necks all day long." Liu Juqi cursed angrily, Xiao Luan found the unused box of muscle-creating ointment last time, and gave Liu Juqi the medicine before carefully Asked what happened.

Liu Juqi was afraid that Xiao Luan was suspicious, so he only talked about tying Yan Sulan to the pillar to vent his anger, thinking that he choked his neck to avenge the pillar, Xiao Luan's jaw almost fell off, his face full of disbelief , "...if someone else treated the palace master like this, I'm afraid they would have become a corpse long ago."

"I'm blessed and blessed." Liu Juqi laughed, and he didn't care at all, making a little mess, angry and funny, and finally he had to punch him and said, "Forget it this time, brother Liu should respect the palace master a little bit." Well, the Palace Mistress has a weird temper, she might get angry anytime."

Just now when I saw Liu Juqi sitting majestically under Yan Sulan's nose, I was so frightened that Xiao Luan broke out in a cold sweat. Except for the three branch masters and the old steward in the lore palace, no one dared to sit down next to the palace master .

Once a dancer was so proud of her favor that she just rested on the seat opposite Yan Sulan, and Yan Sulan cut off her feet, saying that since she didn't want to stand, she would never have to stand again.

"Brother Liu, I'll go and bring over breakfast." Xiao Luan glanced at the powder on the ground, his scalp was numb, if this palm hit someone, even the bones would probably be broken.

There was a sudden commotion outside, Liu Juqi came out suspiciously to look, and grabbed a rough envoy who was running past, "What happened?"

"Young Master Haitang couldn't get out of bed this morning, so he invited a doctor to see him. He said he was terminally ill. Boss Feng is losing his temper!"

No matter what kind people say no, Liu Juqi didn't care about waiting for Xiao Luan to come back, so he walked towards Haitang's room that was crowded with people outside.