Tyrant meets Paranoia [Quick Transmigration]

The sky was overcast, and the inside and outside of the imperial city of Xiling Kingdom was shrouded in a depressive atmosphere.

The emperor's favorite second prince died at the age of 14.

Since then, of the five sons of Mo Yeliang, Emperor Wen of Xiling, only the third prince, Mo Jing, and the fifth prince, Mo Dun, remain.

In less than a year, the three princes died of illness one after another.

There are rumors in the entire Xiling, this is the punishment from the heavens, which makes the originally prosperous sons of the royal family become so withered.

In the capital, Goulan Washing House is closed.It had been a long time since the sound of silk and bamboo wind music was heard, and there was no more noisy noise in the restaurant.

The civilians on the street gathered together in twos and threes, whispering, guessing who the next prince God would take away was.

It's just that the powerful officials in the court think that the next successor to the great line will be born from these two princes if there is no accident.

Everyone knows that the third prince, Mo Jing, was born by a female slave of a foreign race, and his blood is low.

However, the mother of the fifth prince's birth mother, Concubine De, lived in the highly respected Marquis of Anping, and the final winner was probably none other than the fifth prince, Mo Dun.

The ding dong of the bell attracted people's attention.

A car that was so simple that it only had a frame and cloth was slowly moving towards the gate of the imperial city.

It is not an ordinary horse that pulls the cart, but an old scalper.

There is a huge copper bell hanging around the old cow's neck. The sound of the bell is not clear, and even has a heavy feeling.

People don't recognize the car, but they know what the pattern embroidered on the streamer behind the car represents.

Knowing that the person sitting in this car must be Master Chongming, the national teacher of Xiling.

It's just that I don't know why, my lord would choose to take such a weird car today to enter the palace to meet the saint.

I hope that with the presence of the National Teacher, I can think of a way to make God take back the punishment and not condemn Xiling.

Seeing that the ox cart entered the gate of the imperial city without hindrance, the people on the street looked away only after the gate was completely closed.

The crude car entered the palace gate and creaked as it moved forward.

The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing a small figure.

The slender young man sat on the edge of the bullock cart lightly, making the old man behind him startled.

Hastily stretched out half of his body to protect him carefully, and whispered to the young man: "Shangxian, be careful! This car is too simple, let the boy exchange a car for you someday!"

If others hear this, their jaws will drop in shock.

Unexpectedly, the national teacher who has always been aloof would call himself a kid in front of a child.

But who knew, the boy waved his hand indifferently.

He chuckled lightly and said: "No need, what should I do if my old Huang can't pull it if I change to another heavy car!"

"Besides, it's not good to just call me Mu Jin. You know, now I'm your Taoist boy."

The boy's cat-like eyes were bent, and he jumped directly onto the scalper's back while talking.

He patted the scalper's head, and simply laid it flat on the cow's body leisurely.

Crossing Erlang's legs, ignoring that this is a heavily guarded imperial palace.

When the guards in the imperial city saw that this was the state teacher's car, they naturally didn't dare to say anything.

After all, in the entire Xiling, the national teacher has always had a very high status and is respected and admired by everyone.

"This, this is really a brat!" Master Chongming muttered, but he didn't dare to refute.

Seeing the young man sitting on the back of the scalper with his eyes blank in a daze, he had no choice but to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and responded softly with lowered eyebrows.

Seven days ago, Chongming real person did astrology and divination, and calculated that there was a real fairy coming from the north, so he hurried there in person according to the direction indicated by the hexagram.

It wasn't until three days later that he arrived in a remote countryside and found a young man in rags leisurely grilling fish by the river.

The head of the village, who was busy sycophating beside the national teacher, told him that the young man was an ominous person in the village.

But Daoist Chongming practiced since he was a child, and he can be regarded as having some Taoism. He can naturally feel the strong spiritual power emanating from the young man's body.

He even looked at his soul with the method of the patriarch, and found that it was a dazzling golden color.

In this way, how can the person on the opposite side be said to be unknown, it is simply an immortal from the sky descending to the mortal world.

Daoist Chongming didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately dismissed the head of the village.

Afraid of disturbing the immortal, he waited for the outsiders around him to be dispersed before bowing to the boy three times and nine times.

After revealing his identity, he asked Shangxian to guide him in the maze.

But he didn't expect that the other party directly asked to return to the capital with him.

This is really a surprise for Chongming Daoist.

I just don't understand why Shangxian pretended to be his Taoist boy and followed him to the palace.

You know, Chongming Daoist always thought that he would find him in the countryside, because Shangxian deliberately wanted to experience the sufferings of the world.

Could it be that you have already experienced suffering, and plan to enter the world to benefit the people?

Thinking of this, Daoist Chongming shook his head, feeling that the idea of ​​the Xian family would not allow a kid like him to speculate.

As long as I serve him well and satisfy the Shangxian, the other party will naturally give advice.

At this time, Mu Jin didn't know what Chongming Daoist was thinking, he was busy letting the system in the sea of ​​knowledge relay the picture of the third prince Mo Zhen for him.

Seeing the young child frowning and trying to memorize the book, the arc of Mu Jin's mouth widened a bit.

Naturally showing off to the system in the sea of ​​consciousness: "003! Look at how cute my child is!"

"Although she is skinny and petite now, only [-]% of senior Qiongqi's appearance. But when she grows up, she will be as heroic and extraordinary as senior!"

The black cat-shaped system nodded expressionlessly upon hearing this.

It is no surprise that his own host boasted about his goals at least a dozen times a day.

Keep in mind the exhortations of Chentian, the main god who created himself.My host is not as friendly as it appears on the surface, it is best to keep silent when you don't know how to answer.

Mu Jin is also used to 003's reticence, and all his attention is focused on his sweetheart.

Even if it's just a meeting in a small world, Mu Jin can't help but feel hot when he thinks that the other party has his beloved soul in his body.

The figure of his sweetheart flashed unconsciously in his mind, and Mu Jin's eyes dimmed.

If there was no trace of divine power given to him by the other party, how could he cultivate and transform so quickly.

It even became a real fruit in the end, ascending to the heavenly ranks and becoming a new generation of Flower God.

Even though everyone said that Qiongqi was cruel by nature, listed his evil deeds, and said that he was the head of the beast, but Mu Jin still didn't believe it.

Back then when Qiongqi and Teng Gen were capturing the ghost plague Gu, which was a disaster for the world, they accidentally injured a black fern, and Qiongqi saw that it had already opened its mind.

Unable to bear it to die like this, he gave the black fern some divine power to help it cultivate.

Thousands of years have passed since this incident. Later, Mu Jin worked hard to cultivate a human form, and by chance, he worshiped Mu Qing, the flower god of the previous generation, as his teacher.

He even absorbed the essence of the ten thousand-year-old lotus, making him have two kinds of plant forms, which are invulnerable to all poisons.

It's just that even though he has attained Taoism and ascended to immortality, he has become a new generation of Flower God.

But Mu Jin always remembers that he was just the most inconspicuous black fern on the side of the road.

Even if she was lucky enough to develop her spiritual wisdom, she never had any flowers that could be called a little bit beautiful.

But it was such a weed-like self that still won the pity of that person.

How could such a Qiongqi really be the leader of the beast.

It's just, maybe it's because of the closeness in the relationship.

When I really stand in a position where I can stand shoulder to shoulder with the other party, but I dare not really recognize the other party.

Afraid that he would forget the inconspicuous self he used to be.In the past, Mu Jin only dared to look at Qiongqi from a distance.

After several years of attention, the original gratitude has already transformed into a stronger friendship.

I thought I would suppress the feelings in my heart until the end of time.

But who knows, I just left the heaven to deal with the unexpected situation of the Huazu.

When he came back again, he learned that Qiongqi had been defeated by Shun and had been trapped in thousands of small worlds.

He will suffer all kinds of hardships in these worlds, and die a bad death in each life.

The reincarnation continues until the last trace of his soul is wiped out.

Thinking of this, Mu Jin bit her lower lip, swallowing the bitterness in her heart.

He hasn't talked to the other person properly yet, and hasn't let him know his feelings.

How could he be willing to watch the one he loves disappear in this world like this.

Fortunately, I finally found a way to follow Qiongqi from Shun.

It's just that I didn't expect that Master Mu Qing would find out about it on the eve of the action.

After confronting each other for a long time, the master finally sighed and removed the barrier that blocked him.

He also deliberately found his friend Bai Rui for help, and asked him to personally choose a system 003 with rich experience from the spiritual weapon to follow him.

Otherwise, I would not be able to easily understand the state of the soul of my sweetheart so easily.

Thinking of her master, Mu Jin felt warm in her heart, and then her eyes became firmer.

I will definitely protect myself in the small world, prevent Qiongqi's bad luck, and find a way to bring people back to this world.

The bullock cart stopped slowly, and Master Chongming coughed lightly, calling back Mu Jin's thoughts.

Neatly turning over from the scalper's back, Mu Jin did not follow him into the hall as the other party thought.

Instead, he handed Lao Huang the rope to the palace man with a smile, and nodded slightly to the national teacher beside him.

Daoist Chongming understood, so he had to ask the palace man to take care of his Taoist boy, thinking that the immortal must have his own thoughts.

The palace man was naturally flattered and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Along the way, the other party enthusiastically introduced Mu Jin to the scenery along the way in the palace.

It was only when the man finished introducing the garden in front of him.

Turning around again, only to find that the person beside him had already disappeared.

In a remote courtyard in the deep palace, Mo Zhen sat on the stone steps at the door, holding a somewhat worn book that had been turned over in his hand, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He didn't quite understand the contents of the book. He knew that no one would teach him seriously, but he was not reconciled.

Thinking of the resentful words of his mother and concubine yesterday, Mo Zhen subconsciously tightened his hands.

But after realizing that the book was scratched and wrinkled, he quickly let go of it.

Even though he was the age when he should be most innocent, his eyes were full of gloom that couldn't be concealed.

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