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

"800 years ago, those Taoist old guys who wore yellow and purple robes and lived for hundreds of years, in order to minimize the loss of the war on the world, they coincidentally decided to kill those who were killed in the world. The canonized gods of mountains and rivers, military generals, and land hats have all been taken off."

"Among them, there is a very unique existence. It is rebellious, arrogant, and full of evil thoughts. After being subdued by an old celestial master, it was locked at the bottom of a lake with nine chains made of black iron. That person In order to ensure peace, the old heavenly master was willing to sacrifice his life, separated its soul into nine equal parts, and sealed it in chains."

"If you break free from any chain at an inappropriate time, the soul in it will perish. It has to be said that the old master who set up this prison is really a man with a hand and an eye."

"It's just... logically speaking, it should have stayed there, waiting for that day to come, and become the Xun-level god guarding the nine dragon veins of China, but guess what, it's very smart and lucky. It came to a Taoist who traveled far away and took a landscape painting from him, and through this painting, it broke free from a chain and released part of its soul."

"During the long years, this part of the soul has been hidden in the landscape paintings, trying to find a suitable host to untie itself."

"In the end, now, but pinning hope on a defenseless woman, it really makes people laugh."

"Am I right?"

"Aoxiu?"

In an izakaya, Xu Fu picked up a gourd, poured a mouthful of not only wine but also water into his mouth, picked up a piece of expensive sashimi, put it in his mouth, and looked at He Danqiu with a smile.

Hearing this "name" that had been missing for so many years, He Danqiu raised the corners of his mouth and let out an irregular smile: "This woman is just a temporary substitute I found, she is quite capable, but in the end not qualified."

"If you want to blame, blame her for being unlucky. She thought she could control my soul, but in the end, I reversed the situation and even let me know some secrets."

"However, what always puzzles me is that I can't penetrate her soul no matter what, as if there is a layer of fog blocking me."

"What do you think about this?"

Xu Fu leaned on the tatami beside him, and said lightly: "I don't have any opinion, and I don't care about your life or death, but the conditions you just put forward are very useful to me."

"Where is that painting?"

He Danqiu raised his jade finger and pointed it out of thin air.

The landscape painting that once appeared in the office of the boss of the "Shadow Killer Organization" appeared in front of Xu Fu.

On landscape paintings, there is still the pattern of Rakshasa ghosts.

"You escaped with this thing?"

Xu Fu looked at the painting curiously, with a hint of disgust on his face: "There's nothing special about it."

He Danqiu remained silent, picked up his finger and made a cut, the blood was quickly swallowed, and a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers like a heavenly palace slowly emerged.

The mountains and waterfalls hang down, making it particularly aura.

The majestic spirit contained in it makes people feel like worshiping.

Xu Fu was a little more surprised now, and squinted his eyes to look carefully.

"This thing is the luck painting that the Taoist priest took from the sage who set the world's rules 800 years ago?"

"You do not believe?"

He Danqiu bleeds again.

It was only then that Xu Fu saw that on top of these majestic mountains and rivers, there was a dilapidated Taoist temple with a plaque that could not be seen clearly.

At the entrance of the Taoist temple, an old Taoist man wearing a Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, and full of fairy spirit, with his hands behind his back, looked at the north.

Compared with the last time, the figure of this veteran has obviously faded a bit, but as the finishing touch of this painting, his presence is

The existence of this figure is the finishing touch of this painting, raising the mysterious aura contained in the whole painting to the peak.

"It's a pity that it will be annihilated soon, right?"

Xu Fu closed his eyes, and there was no greed in his eyes, which was different from when He Danqiu first saw the painting.

He has lived for more than 2000 years, so he naturally knows what this thing is. The only thing that attracts him is not it.

Although it is a magic weapon, it is obviously a hot potato.

He Danqiu was not surprised by his reaction, the thing hidden in her body smiled and said: "I'll give you this painting as a prize."

"The real good thing is not here, but a ring on this woman."

"Ring?" Xu Fu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Let's hear it."

"A ring full of top-level magic weapons should be very necessary for you now?" He Danqiu said with a smile: "I can guess that the layout of your discussion in Kunlun is that you are the master of many chess players. One of them, but it's clear that you haven't thought through enough."

Xu Fu narrowed his eyes and stared at He Danqiu.

"Don't get excited, I'm just guessing, if compared to our age, you and I are almost the same, you dying people, it's just because of being so unwilling."

He Danqiu smiled slightly, even though she wasn't in control of her body, this beautiful face still had charm.

"There are definitely a lot of good things in that ring, and it is even possible that there is the... half-immortal soldier you are looking for."

Xu Fu straightened his back suddenly: "Half Immortal Soldier? Do you have the guts to guarantee it?"

"He Danqiu" smiled calmly, raised his hand and waved a black water curtain, and a strange picture gradually emerged.

"This is the only memory I can peek at from this woman."

Xu Fu held his breath and stared at the water curtain. It didn't take long before he saw a tall and cold figure wearing a seductive fairy dress and standing on auspicious clouds appeared in the water curtain.

In front of this figure, there were nearly six tall armored men, all of whom were awe-inspiring. Just by looking at them, one could feel the murderous intent wrapped around them.

"What can you tell from this?" Xu Fu frowned in confusion.

"Don't worry, read on." He Danqiu smiled.

In the water curtain, seven people joined hands and attacked the man in green robe standing on a mountain peak.

When Xu Fu saw the figure of this man, his heart twitched.

It turned out to be... Tang Xuan?
Not bad.

The scene presented in this water curtain is exactly the scene when He Danqiu joined forces with the other six immortal emperors to besiege Tang Xuan, the strongest immortal emperor.

It's just that, in this low-level realm, just looking at this dying memory can't bring about any impact, and it even looks like an ordinary siege.