Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Yu Xishan thought wildly and prepared for a rainy day for a while. After the initial nervousness, he suddenly realized that it was too early to think about finding a new love. Even if he was attacked by everyone, he had to wait until Jueya showed signs of decline before considering it.

Now...he would rather maintain a sexually cold marriage than confirm his infidelity.

If Joseph really betrays him, maybe he can change his mind by talking to him and begging him.

After all, Jueya is the strongest and best one. Why should he easily question the ancestors' vision in choosing the boss? At most, he can have an ambiguous relationship with the wild flower outside.

Thinking of this, Yu Xishan suddenly felt reassured and no longer panicked.

He glanced at Wenren Sejue on the video again and frowned slightly. Why on earth was he doing this?

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At Jiling, beside the bright yellow desk in the imperial palace, Ling Yuanlong listened to the report from the academy of the Demon Sect. He put down his brush expressionlessly, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, his face imprinted with rays of light cut into patterns.

She betrayed her promise with Zhu Jiu.

She will ascend the throne in half a month, which is a sure thing. Ling Yuanhan was chased and hunted by her and is already seriously injured. The court is full of her people. Even if Zhu Jiu exposes the patricide in anger, it will no longer be able to affect the overall situation.

In this situation, it is too dangerous to continue cooperating with Zhu Jiu. Once you make a mistake, there will be no recovery. Besides, it is no longer cost-effective.

Zhu Jiu's heart was as hard as iron. He was never willing to give in to her or give her more. How could she wait?

It would be better to follow the advice of Penglai Fairy Island and wait to share the spoils of the Demon Abyss.

How wonderful it is, she has power and no one can force her.

The air in the sky is indeed fresh. Her future is bright and will lead Ji Ling to a higher position.

The haze of the past will never appear again.

Ling Yuan's hazy eyes were empty and dark, and she suddenly thought of someone, the incompetent double-faced undercover assassin Qiu Sheng.

A man who knew all the secrets is still in prison and has not been sentenced.

A murderous look flashed in Ling Yuanlong's eyes. She lowered her brows and pondered for a moment, then left the palace, dismissed her attendants and stepped into the prison herself.

A prison of the highest standards, fully functional, to lock up the monks in all directions.

No matter how strong a person is, he is just an ordinary person once he is locked up here.

The prison was empty. Qiu Sheng, wearing prison clothes, sat cross-legged on the ground, maintaining a training posture. In fact, he didn't even have any spiritual power here, but he was just putting on an act.

Her face was calm, just a little pale.

The light from the barrier made every detail of her visible.

Ling Yuanlong said coldly: "Is it necessary to practice here?"

Qiu Sheng opened his eyes and looked up at her, "My Lady, you forgot that cultivation also includes cultivating your mind. You told me this."

Ling Yuanlong was stunned for a moment.

Cultivating the mind is something you only think of when you are in pain. It is the noblest state of self-comfort, telling yourself that everything in front of you is not meaningless suffering, but a tribulation.

There will always be Nirvana.

"Nirvana will come eventually."

In my memory, the cold words I said when I smashed all the utensils in the room overlapped with Qiu Sheng's calm voice.

For a moment, Ling Yuanlong seemed to be in a dark and messy inner room, feeling crazy, resentful, and nauseous.

She was like a gutter rat.

"You are here to kill me." Qiu Sheng understood the darkness and murderous intent in her eyes.

Ling Yuanlong slowly activated the killing formation. Any living creature inside would be corroded by the released poisonous gas and turned into powder bit by bit.

The light in Qiu Sheng's pupils trembled violently. Finally, she sighed and bent her back. If she was not afraid of death, she would not have become a two-faced killer.

"I thought you would spare my life because I kept the secret." She lowered her head.

What secret was it? It was naturally a matter between the Crown Princess and the late Emperor, and she inadvertently became an insider.

When Ling Yuanlong didn't know her true identity, he chose to use her with both kindness and severity because of her cultivation. According to Qiu Sheng's character, she should sell this news to Ling Yuanhan, because she could make a lot of money, and Ling Yuanlong would not be able to escape.

But for some reason, there was not a single sound of wind outside.

Ling Yuanlong pursed his lips and said nothing. Their eyes met tightly without any deviation. Qiu Sheng's eyes were bright and moist, as if he was smiling but not smiling, as if he was in pain but not in pain.

Ling Yuanlong watched her nerves paralyzed by the poison, her complicated expression and the half-open mouth that was about to say something frozen on her face.

She didn't have time to say anything before her flesh and blood dissolved and her bones shattered.

Died quickly.

Ling Yuanlong's tense back finally relaxed, as if a thorn had been pulled out. He felt very relieved, but cold sweat was pouring down his face.

She left, then came back and threw down a piece of clothing to cover the pile of powder, which looked like a grave.

He said something hurriedly.

"If a killer is merciful, he will die."

Ling Yuanlong thought: But she will not be merciful.