Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

Just as Tang Xuan wanted to speak, Chen Mengxuan kept curling up her body, and tremblingly said in an extremely old voice: "Stay away from me, stay away from me, stay away from me..."

It sounded terrified, like a little girl in a daze.

But her age can never go back.

Tang Xuan only felt a heart-wrenching pain. Thinking of the four words "Tang Xuan, save me" written in blood that he saw in the room that day, he felt a little sorry for this woman for the first time, so he said softly: " Sorry, I'm a little late."

But Chen Mengxuan, who was curled up, was still trembling, repeating those words in her mouth.

Tang Xuan sighed softly, he could tell that Chen Mengxuan became like this, probably because that guy named Chen Qingming sucked all her energy dry.

It should be, there are not a few days to live.

A surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart, tiger venom does not eat children, when this bastard returned to Jingzhou, Chen Mengxuan even risked her life to save him.

Mr. Chen Hanguo even passed on the family business to him as soon as he came back.

Is this how you repay your blood relatives?

The black-robed Taoist priest glanced around, and finally fixed his eyes on the statue: "This place is full of evil spirits, most of which come from this thing, destroy it, and there shouldn't be so much trouble."

"This thing is similar to the brass imperial edict I saw on the mountain. It's just that the righteous master just ran away, and he can't be seen here. If he can still harm people in the future, the responsibility is yours." .”

With a gloomy face, Tang Xuan stood up and closed his eyes lightly.

Two seconds later, he opened his mouth suddenly, and a flying sword with extremely rich aura flew out from the tip of his tongue, swishing soaring in this ghost realm.

When the black-robed Taoist priest saw this flying sword, his pupils shrank unavoidably. This flying sword was even more powerful than when he blocked him just now.

This flying sword is extremely solid, and the kind of aura attached to it seems to be deterring the whole ghost. The surrounding evil spirits and ghostly shadows are almost completely annihilated by the flying sword.

As if purifying the world, this flying sword is not bad at all compared to those Shenxiao talismans in the Beidi faction that need to be used at the cost of life!
The black-robed Taoist priest who originally planned to settle accounts with Tang Xuan after the processing was over, felt inexplicably in awe of this person.

It is not a strange thing to be able to summon flying swords. He has also seen his master, who used talismans to transform swords, but the power is nothing compared to Tang Xuan, and he doesn't even have sword intent.

Mentioning this master, the black-robed Taoist priest suddenly felt a little dizzy. It would take another ten years for him to go down the mountain. This time he was able to go down the mountain suddenly, because this old urchin said he missed his wife, so he asked him to go down the mountain in person and bring his wife to him. go back……

Son of a bitch.

It's been 20 years, how the hell do I know what my wife is like now?

The black-robed Taoist priest only remembered that the year before he went up the mountain, it was the master and his wife who came to his village like a couple of gods and brought him back to the mountain, who was about to starve to death.

This stay is 20 years.

Later, for some reason, the mistress and the master separated, and the memory of the mistress in the memory of the black-robed Taoist gradually faded away.

He only remembered that his mistress was very beautiful and looked like a noble lady, but it has been 20 years, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it may not be able to withstand the polishing of time, right?
When I went down the mountain, I asked my master for a photo, but he couldn't even come up with one.

The black-robed Taoist priest sighed, and suddenly heard a scream, pulling himself back to reality.

He saw the light golden flying sword, and after flying around the young man holding the child twice, he rushed directly towards the statue.

As soon as Feijian touched the statue, a figure wrapped in black mist was thrown out. It was Chen Qingming. He stared at the flying sword in front of him with panic all over his face.

Tang Xuan waved his hand, took the flying sword back, and stared at him with murderous intent: "How do you want to die? A thousand cuts or ten thousand cuts?"

Chen Qingming quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, knocking his head on the ground: "Master Tang, Master Tang, your lord has a lot, so let's stop here. I'll give you the entire Chen family, I'll give you everything, just ask you to let me go." Let me go, let me leave Jingzhou, I will never show up again!"

Tang Xuan asked coldly: "When you harmed their granddaughter, did you have any regrets in your heart?"

Chen Qingming's body trembled, and he kowtowed even more vigorously: "Yes! Yes! I regret it to death! I can't wait to dig out my heart and liver and feed it to the dogs! Master Tang! Can you give me a way to survive, I promise..."

Tang Xuan: "It's late."

call out!
The flying sword pierced through the Adam's apple.

puff.

Blood flew out.

Even the black-robed Taoist priest beside him could not have imagined that Tang Xuan's killer would be so decisive, and then he saw the flying sword flying back and forth on Chen Qingming's face, non-stop.

But after more than a dozen blows, his face was covered with blood holes.

Tang Xuan said calmly: "Chen Mengxuan, is that enough?"

The old woman shivering in the corner suddenly trembled, looked at Tang Xuan, a few blood tears fell from her eyes, and she made an extremely dry voice: "It's late, it's late..."

Tang Xuan only felt his heart twitch, he closed his eyes lightly, and flicked his fingers.

Feijian cut off Chen Qingming's head in an instant, and after falling on the ground and rolling twice, his body also fell to the ground.

Afterwards, Feijian locked onto the statue that was suddenly spouting black mist, and when he was about to pierce it, he saw a tall black shadow appearing in front of him.

It held a key in its left hand, and a hooked spear in its right hand. When it appeared, there was a kind of holy and evil aura coordinating with each other, which made the black-robed Taoist priest beside him have the urge to kneel down.

"What is this?" The black-robed Taoist priest's face froze, and when he really saw this figure through the black mist, his heart couldn't help trembling.

Tang Xuan sneered and said: "It's just a foreign god infected by evil spirits. If you dare to show your real body, then don't blame me for sending you to death!"

Ding!
The flying sword slammed.

Shoot towards this tall figure.

But in the next second, Tang Xuan saw this black mist, and in a flash, he rushed towards Chen Mengxuan who was curled up in a corner.

Tang Xuan's pupils shrank, and he waved his big hand, followed by Feijian!

But the black mist was too fast, there was no time to stop it, and it rushed behind Chen Mengxuan, lifting her neck.

Whoosh.

The flying sword becomes invisible.

In the black mist, there was an extremely gloomy and strange laughter, as if he had grasped Tang Xuan's handle, triumphantly.

But the black-robed Taoist yelled angrily: "What are you still doing? Kill this bastard! Don't be soft-hearted for a moment, do it!"