The Empress Peeked At The Script Of Life And Invested In Me As A Villain

How could Yan Jiuxiao still be angry?

He just wants to live now!

"Jiu Xiao to have Eyes but fail to recognize Mount Tai, I offended Lord Immortal, please forgive me, Lord Immortal."

Yan Jiuxiao endured the humiliation and kowtowed, a bit of bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He seemed to be born in the royal family, born noble, with great power in his hands, and possessed inexhaustible glory and wealth.

But in fact, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they are no different from ordinary people.

"Your Highness!"

"what happened!"

The study door opened with a bang.

The three priests above the palace arrived at the first time, and then saw the scene in front of them.

"Presumptuous! You dare to treat the little prince of Yan Kingdom like this, you are courting death!"

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness, I'll save you!"

"Let's work together to save His Highness!"

The three priests shouted in unison.

They have two Foundation Establishment Realm First Stage days and one Foundation Establishment Realm Third Stage day.

Can't catch the eye at all!

"It's you who are courting death."

When the three priests were casting their spells, Ning Jiuyou yawned, and with a flick of his hand, the golden Sword Ray galloped out, circling behind Yan Jiuxiao.

Suddenly, three chubby heads fell to the ground.

The three priests were instantly killed!

The corpse stood where it was, with a fountain of blood gushing from its neck.

"what--"

The two maidservants screamed and fainted from fright.

Yan Jiuxiao, who was kneeling on the ground, was even more astonished.

He never expected that the seemingly harmless young man in front of him was as terrifying as a killing god.

Three members of the Foundation Establishment Realm were killed with a snap of their fingers.

The last bit of luck in Yan Jiuxiao's heart was shattered.

There were only three members of the Foundation Establishment Realm in his house, and they were all killed by Ning Jiuyou.

Unless the disciples of the Misty Sect stationed in the imperial city come, their own life is completely in the opponent's hands.

What made Yan Jiuxiao's heart colder was that he saw a jade pendant on the belt of Ning Jiuyou's Chinese dress.

A... a jade pendant representing a disciple of the Misty Sect!

In other words, Ning Jiuyou is a disciple of Misty Sect.

Even if the Misty Sect disciples stationed in the imperial city rushed over, they still wouldn't do anything to Ning Jiuyou. After all, if the flood didn't wash over the Dragon King Temple, they were all brothers from the same sect.

Yan Jiuxiao forced a smile on his face, and quickly scolded: "Three pig and dog-like things dare to collide with Immortal, good death, deserve it!"

"Immortal, you're looking for Jiuxiao, what's the matter?"

Ning Jiuyou sat back on the chair and said with a smile, "I'm much more obedient now."

"Well, actually, it's not for anything else, I just want to ask you for some Heavenly and Mortal Treasures."

Yan Jiuxiao nods like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Jiu Xiao is willing to offer all the Heavenly and Mortal Treasures in the mansion. As long as Immortal likes it, he can take all of them."

Seeing Yan Jiuxiao cooperate so much, Ning Jiuyou understands a truth more deeply:

The Weak are Prey to the Strong, Supreme!

"A little bit of Heavenly and Mortal Treasures in your house, I still don't like it."

Ning Jiuyou knew in his heart that all the treasures collected by Yan Jiuxiao were given to Ye Han.

And after Ye Han was slaughtered by Ning Jiuyou, Heavenly and Mortal Treasures naturally fell into his hands.

So there is nothing good in Yan Jiuxiao's treasury.

"This……"

Yan Jiuxiao was in a dilemma, and said with a bitter smile: "Immortal doesn't know something, Jiuxiao's only two or three good things are given to others, and he is really ashamed of his pocket. How is it good now?"

Ning Jiuyou replied calmly: "Heavenly and Mortal Treasures are gone, you can collect them again, it's nothing."

"For the sake of long-term cooperation, I will put you on the throne. When the time comes, I will have all the Heavenly and Mortal Treasures in Yan Kingdom!"

Yan Jiuxiao was shocked when he saw the dominance and ambition of the young man in front of him.

He asked cautiously: "The offerings that Yan Kingdom handed over to Misty Sect every year..."

Ning Jiuyou just gave Yan Jiuxiao a sideways glance, and said lightly, "Smart people wouldn't ask me this question."

Yan Jiuxiao was horrified, and nodded immediately: "Jiuxiao understands, Jiuxiao understands!"

As for Yan Jiuxiao's heart, there has already been an uproar.

He really couldn't figure out why Ning Jiuyou was so bold, as a disciple of Misty Sect, he even dared to swallow Sect's tribute?

What audacity!

This has to be discovered by the Sect, regardless of whether you are an inner disciple or an Elder, you have to be killed.

Even if he is a true disciple, he may not be able to escape heavy punishment.

After all, the tributes from various countries and sects are one of the foundations for the survival and development of Sect.

But Yan Jiuxiao also understood what Ning Jiuyou meant.

The tribute dedicated to the Misty Sect is more or less deducted, and the rest is left to Ning Jiuyou.

These are all done in secret and must not be discovered by Misty Sect.

Otherwise, Yan Jiuxiao doesn't know what will happen to Ning Jiuyou, but Yan Jiuxiao is sure that he will be the first to die.

"Fight for the throne!"

Yan Jiuxiao's heart skipped a beat.

If people are not ruthless? How to be king!

Ning Jiuyou was quite satisfied with Yan Jiuxiao's performance.

If mother-in-law and mother-in-law are timid, Ning Jiuyou at least kills Yan Jiuxiao casually and finds another suitable prince.

Fortunately, Yan Jiuxiao is capable of bending and stretching, and is bold enough and ruthless enough to be king.

"Okay, after all, he is also the future King of Yan. How is it proper to kneel down? Stand up."

Ning Jiuyou raised his hand lightly.

Yan Jiuxiao looked depressed.

He didn't want to kneel.

But if you didn't kneel just now, there must be one more person standing on the ground!

"Dengdengdengdeng..."

In the yard outside the study, there was the sound of heavy footsteps.

It turned out that the elite guards of the palace had arrived and surrounded the study, making it impossible to get through.

Yan Jiuxiao pushed open the door of the study, and saw a group of well-equipped soldiers, many of whom were physically skilled, and there was only silence in his heart.

This elite army, which is comparable to the Royal Palace Guards, looks like a Martial God, but in fact, it is completely vulnerable in front of the real "immortals".

Facing the guards in cold clothes and iron armor, Yan Jiuxiao regained his majesty as a prince: "Prince Wang, there is nothing wrong, you can take someone down."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The leader of the king responded.

"By the way, leave a few people behind and carry away the corpse in the study."

Yan Jiuxiao waved his hand, then returned to the study.

He glanced at the two maidservants who were unconscious on the ground.

There was a sharp flash in his eyes.

Immediately, he grabbed a precious sword hanging on the painting pillar, pulled out the sharp sword abruptly, and slashed down, chopping off the heads of the two maidservants.

"It seems that your methods are no more benevolent than Ning." Seeing this, Ning Jiuyou said in surprise.

Yan Jiuxiao held the blood-dripping sword, his eyes were firm and cold, and he replied: "Immortal is right, if people are not ruthless, how can they become kings and hegemons?"

"These two maidservants saw Xiao Wang's Losing face, so naturally they can't be allowed to live."

"Besides, there are some secrets. I don't know if they heard them. The dead man's mouth is stronger!"