The witch doctor's character can't be broken

A round of red sun just jumped out, and all the miasma in the world dissipated.

Yan Chixia leaned against the tree with her sword in her arms, and looked coolly at the young man jumping up and down from the clouds: "I thought I was going to put all my cultivation into practice, and I'd collect a whole body for you, but I didn't expect you to be so good."

The doctor looked back intermittently: "It sounds very regrettable."

Yan Chixia glanced at him sideways, fixed her eyes on the long hair of Sai Xue for a while, then waved her hands nonchalantly: "You are so daring and reckless, but your hair is only gray, you are really lucky."

"What do you know?" The doctor stretched suddenly, and the icy chill disappeared, "Do you know how much life this white hair has lost to me?"

If it wasn't impossible, the way of heaven in retrospect would definitely take his life directly - it would always be a disaster to keep such a bold half-step saint.But he had to bear a lot of karma, and if the karma was not repaid, he would not be able to die for a day, otherwise Gangchang would be in chaos again.

Yan Chixia looked at him carefully, and found that this young man became much more lively for no reason, and the indifference of being thousands of miles away from him has completely faded away, as if some shackles were suddenly removed.

Perhaps thousands of years later, the Wu Clan will really make a comeback.

"You took such a big risk to jump out of the deadlock for the Wu Clan, and you didn't consider them for the common people in the world at all?"

It was rare for Yi Diaduan to see such a serious Yan Chixia, with her frowning sword eyebrows and furious tiger eyes, it seemed that she was about to draw her sword at the slightest disagreement.The doctor continued to laugh, and said softly: "I'm not a saint, and I don't want to believe in incense. When will the world get me to worry about it?"

The way of heaven will always return to its original position, and those saints who have retreated will always come out to preside over the overall situation.Even if the Heavenly Court is destroyed, it will only be in chaos for three to five years, so what's the point?It means that whoever dies unfortunately, go to the reincarnation platform and give him a new life.

Yan Chixia frowned, and said in dissatisfaction: "You treat ordinary people so contemptuously? They can be reincarnated, but how can those bonds of love be reconnected?"

Yixuan decided to take a look at him, "It's just a few clay figurines pinched by the Nuwa family, what's so precious?"

"You..." Yan Chixia was momentarily at a loss for words.

It was he who forgot that this young man and Emperor Wa were contemporaries, and even if the two clans of liches hadn't lost both sides in the fight, Emperor Wa might not have the glory and status he has today.Even if it was him, wouldn't he also look down on the clay figurines made by his fellow disciples?

But it is so absurd to really compare those living people with clay figurines and straw dogs.

"That's because you are also a human race." The doctor continued to walk towards the imperial city with a smile, "If someone tells me that the witch race is just blood and rotten flesh, I can't let him go."

But the witch clan is indeed transformed by Pangu's dirty blood and rotten flesh, isn't it?

Yan Chixia was thoughtful, and followed him in silence.

The doctor turned his head to look at him, and said helplessly, "I have talked to you to such an extent, and you also know that I disregard human life, so why do you still follow me?"

His white hair was silky like silver, glowing warmly under the morning sun, against the snow-white gown, he looked more and more like a jade mountain.Yan Chixia opened her mouth and yawned, and patted the long sword on her waist: "One size counts for one size, you helped my brother, I accept your favor, besides..."

The doctor cast a sidelong glance at him.

"Besides, Pindao takes it as his mission to subdue demons and demons, and only by following you can we prevent you from making big mistakes in time!"

What he said was honest, but when he was in Lanruo Temple, he hadn't seen him save that Chen Sheng, where did so many high-sounding grandeur come from.The doctor sighed softly, knowing that he was just afraid of something unexpected happening to him.After all, he is the one who caused a catastrophe. Although he can't be killed for a while, there are many ways to punish him.Besides, among those powerful people who fell because of him, which one has no descendants and disciples?He had taken them out of sanctuary, and those people would not let it go.

There is still a long way to go for the Wu clan to revive.

Yan Chixia asked all the way about last night's battle situation, and stopped talking when she reached the sky above the imperial city, and said: "The imperial spirit was hidden last night. I think the princess borrowed some magic weapon to trap them."

The palace was still as dead and silent as last night, and there was a faint commotion outside the palace gate, which was the low-pitched discussion of the courtiers who noticed the abnormality.Today is the small court meeting, long after the time for the upper court to discuss government affairs, the gate of the palace is still closed, no wonder people's hearts are fluctuating.

Yan Chixia thought of those fairies who charmed the old emperor, and was amazed in her heart.

I usually only see some mountain spirits and wild ghosts doing this kind of thing, either to satisfy their desires, such as a wandering fox like Hu Sanjie; or purely for food and cultivation, such as a female ghost like Nie Xiaoqian.It is said that when Tripitaka traveled to the west, there were also four sages who tried their Zen minds, but that happened for a reason, and Bodhisattvas don't care about men and women.The female fairies are not the same, after all, there is a difference between men and women, and they are using illusions, and they have never really been like the old emperor, which is not good to say.

However, no matter how wrong the old emperor was, he had been an emperor for decades, and he still had a lot of imperial aura. If something really happened, who might suffer.

"People who practice the Tao, it's better to have a clear mind." The doctor glanced at him intermittently, and stood on the roof of the steep hall with his hands behind his back. "It seems that Xiao Qin has her own fortune."

Yan Chixia rubbed her nose: "I'm afraid you are the most unlucky person in the world now, for the sake of the two of them, don't get involved."

"Exactly." The doctor nodded repeatedly, and stretched out his hand to hold Yan Chixia, "I made a new medicinal wine, just for you to try it out."

This is not necessary!

In Xinke Chunwei, Zhao Jiyue recruited his cousin Zhao Dezhen, dismissed the accompanying maids, and secretly hid behind the curtain to watch the emperor's uncle's palace examination.

She is the posthumous daughter of Emperor Taizu. Because Taizu's lineage is extinct, the throne is inherited by the emperor's younger brother, who is the current son.When there is no princess today, the elder brother, the only daughter, is loved more and more like a treasure. Not only is the queen raised by the queen herself, but she was granted the title of Princess Xixi at a young age, and allocated a huge fiefdom. She was even allowed to marry independently and choose her son-in-law.

However, Zhao Jiyue's vision is very high, and she has grown up to twenty years now. Seeing that her youth is exhausted, she can't look down on the children of Beijing and Zhongzhong. .

The queen was so worried that there were a few more wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Seeing that if the princess dragged on like this, the subjects all over the world would have a lot of discussions, guessing that their husband and wife treated the only daughter of the late emperor poorly, so they could only call people to her and ask her carefully what kind of husband she wanted.

Zhao Jiyue didn't twitch, and just said that she wanted to be handsome.Jun is not counted, but she has to be dedicated and talented, let alone let her have children.

"My son, you are messing around!" The fine lines at the corners of the queen's eyes deepened, and she said earnestly, "You are a princess, and you can pick and choose handsome and talented sons all over the world. With your majesty backing you, your son-in-law will not Dare to give birth to concubines. It’s not difficult. But if we women are not sick, how can we not have children? You are young and afraid of suffering, and you will not be able to have children when you are too old. The knees are also desolate, but when the time comes, it will be far from regret!"

Zhao Jiyue has plausible words: "I have a feudal salary, so I don't have to support my son-in-law and children and grandchildren. Why do I have to have a child against my will? How dangerous it is for a woman to have a child. I don't enjoy the good fortune. What do I do to have a child?"

The queen faintly felt that it was reasonable, but she still said: "But men are always unhappy when they lose their children. If things go on like this, how can the couple not be separated?"

"That's where the difficulty lies, otherwise we wouldn't have dragged it down to such a boss." Zhao Jiyue stirred the handkerchief, "For things in this world, you have to be willing so that you don't regret it."

The queen became more and more worried and couldn't sleep. Seeing her like this, the two princes from the first line got together to give her advice.

Zhao Dezhen is the youngest son of the empress, and she is the most astute, and said: "The imperial sister has such a noble background, there is no need for a husband to earn an imperial order for her, and there is really no need to limit the candidates to the noble children. It is better to find a few from the poor family, They cling to the royal family, and it's too late to panic, so naturally it's what the imperial sister says."

The queen was moved when she heard it, but she was afraid that the son-in-law's background was too low, which would attract criticism.

"In the end, it's up to Xi Concubine to like it." The eldest prince comforted: "She likes it herself, so who can criticize it?"

There are as many impoverished families in the world as crucian carp, and not all poor families can be included in the royal court.The ones who have the most chance here are the commoner candidates who pass each scientific examination.Eliminate those who do not match the age, those who already have families, and those who are not on the stage, those who speak and behave too dull...

There are a total of [-] applicants, and after selection, only the number of hands is left.

Zhao Dezhen took her to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and teased her with a wry smile: "I don't like it this year, and it's the same in another three years."

Wait another three years, the queen should be very worried.

Zhao Jiyue ignored him, secretly opened a corner of the curtain, and looked at the emperor first.

Today's son is a benevolent and heroic king. In the past 20 years in power, the world has been peaceful, Haiyan and Heqing, and his martial arts and martial arts are as good as any emperor in history.

The emperor sat high in the hall, and spoke the test questions in a gentle voice.Zhao Jiyue thought about how to respond, and suddenly heard a clear voice from His Highness, and the answer was exactly what she thought in her heart.

Zhao Jiyue's heart skipped a beat, and she followed the sound and looked at the man.

The man was wearing a light blue Confucian shirt, his figure was not burly, but he was more upright, standing under His Highness like a green bamboo.Zhao Jiyue turned her gaze to his face, and couldn't help but blushed.

Such a young gentleman with a delicate and elegant appearance is truly rare in the world.She leaned against the lacquer pillar in a daze, listening to his name with pricked ears.

Qin Su asked?It's a bit feminine, but Mr. Xiao Lang is fair and delicate, which is also appropriate.Zhao Jiyue smiled lowly, turned her head three times while stirring the handkerchief, and walked slowly towards the queen's palace.

After Qin Su's question and answer, seeing the emperor's satisfied expression, he let go of his clenched fist in his sleeve.

The father and brother in the family were wrongly imprisoned, but the corrupt officials and cruel officials were dealt with, and all the evidence of defense would not be listened to or read. It was clear that they wanted their lives to seize the Qin family drugstore.Seeing her mother crying day and night, Qin Suwen had no choice but to take the risk and disguise herself as a man to go to Beijing to seek justice.Who would have thought that all the way along the way, by accident and chance, she would actually come before the emperor in such a capacity.

She was so afraid of the crime of deceiving the emperor that her palms were sweating, but when she saw what an eunuch said to the emperor, the emperor smiled and said to her: "I love you as a young and talented man. Marry Princess Xi Concubine as a consort!"

Son-in-law, son-in-law?

Qin Suwen was frightened out of her wits, and when she regained her senses, the red candles were already shining brightly, and the happy tent was lightly scattered.The bright red hijab was embroidered with a pair of flying phoenixes. Looking at the slim figure, she gritted her teeth and lifted the hijab.

"My son-in-law..." The princess blushed, shy and timid.

Qin Suwen was taken aback by those blushing cheeks, and took her slender hand like a ghost: "Your Highness, let's go to bed."

The princess nodded shyly, Qin Suwen put her down on the couch, and hurriedly removed her clothes.

After taking off the obscene pants, she suddenly stopped, and said in a daze, "Why not! Why are you missing... gone..."

"What's missing?"

Qin Suwen was sweating anxiously: "The baby is gone! My big baby is gone!"

The princess smiled sweetly, gently lifted the hem of her skirt, and took out what Qin Suwen wanted to get out: "Is this the big baby you're talking about?"

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