This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

"Don't eat me, don't eat me! My meat is not delicious! I am useful, I have great use!!" Little Fatty cried.

Tsing Yi was a little annoying to be called by him, how could this fat man be able to bark more than her?

"Shut up, if you are talking nonsense, I will immediately shove you to the dung bucket!"

Xiao Pangdun immediately became honest and looked at her pitifully: "Sister Tsingyi, let's be reasonable, don't be rough, okay?"

"Since you are an artifact refined by the old man Zixiao, you have never heard of this seat's name after being by his side for so long?"

Little Fatty shook his head and asked curiously, "What's your name?"

Tsing Yi's red lips said, "It doesn't make sense."

Fatty tears.

"I'm really useful! You're not a tyrant in the ghost world... No, you're the tyrant of the Yin Division. Even if your old man doesn't have yin to nourish, your tender skin will wrinkle, right? The yang fire in this palace is so prosperous. , how uncomfortable it is for you to stay here! With me here, I will take care of you and absorb all the yin in a radius of ten miles for you, and feed your old man every day!"

"Not only yin qi, but also the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, evil qi, demon qi, as long as you want it, you can't get it without it!"

Tsing Yi heard the words, but he was a little ready to move.

She's such a ghost, she always likes to be lazy and hate to work, and loves to enjoy.

She really doesn't like the palace here. At first, the Qianqiu Palace was deserted, and there was a cool breeze from time to time. Later, after she was promoted to the palace tyrant, there were always people running here.

Especially Chu Ziyu that little brat.

The more people there are, the more prosperous the yang fire is. Her heart and temper are always flammable and explosive.

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't show the slightest hint of disgust on his face, and even a little bit of disgust: "I'm ashamed to say that I'm useful for this little skill, but you're still an artifact."

Fat Duner is wronged, he is still a baby.

"Apart from that, you don't have anything else to do with it?"

"This..." Little Fatty hesitated for a while, "Actually, you know, I can devour mana, and then... feed it back to you."

uh-huh?

"Your logic is wrong." Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows, "You can give me the mana that devoured others, but why can't you give it back to me if you devoured my mana?"

Ah, why did the topic go back again.

Xiao Pangdun's anxious face turned red: "Don't tell me everything! Xiao Jue doesn't like you, so Zijinhuan doesn't like you too! But I'm different, I can be your loyal scumbag."

"That is to say, you are the big mouse in the rice jar, can you sneak up on the welfare of this seat?"

Little Fatty nodded hurriedly, which can be considered to have rounded up the lie.

Forget about Uncle Beiyin, it's important to save your life.

"For the sake of your usefulness, I'll spare you for the time being, and go back." As soon as Tsing Yi let go, Little Fatty immediately drilled back into the purple gold ring.

"Officer! Don't pretend to be dead, first give this seat some yin, you'll be dry."

The purple gold ring shook, and in an instant, Yin Qi began to gather towards Qianqiu Hall.

Outside the hall, Taoxiang and Danxue were out of the dust and shivered violently.

Why is it so cold all of a sudden?

Tsing Yi sat on the couch and put the purple gold ring back on her thumb.

The fat cat enjoyed the nourishment of yin qi, and yawned comfortably, wanting to touch the dried fish and eat it. But with Tsing Yi there, it still didn't dare to be too arrogant.

"Do you really believe what Little Fatty said?"

The corner of Tsing Yi's lips hooked and gave it a look.

Believe him, this chubby **** is full of loopholes, can't she hear it?

What Zijinhuan does not like her, the host is not the host, it is clearly Xiao Jue that has a problem.

At the beginning of her investigation several times, the soul and body of the little white face were clearly only mortals. To be able to hide from her eyes, it is only possible if it is a birdman of the rank of God.

There are only a few gods in the world, and Zixiao Laoer is one of them.

Could it be that Xiao Jue is the illegitimate child of that old guy?

Hehe, the mysteries on the little white face are really one after another. However, his memory or spiritual sense should still be sealed, otherwise, why would he be willing to hand over a treasure like Zijinhuan?

Tsing Yi picked up the purple gold ring and put it on the thumb of his right hand, suddenly stunned for a moment. He frowned and looked at his palm, always feeling that something was wrong. The palm of her right hand was smooth and delicate, with no wounds or bleeding.

If you don't understand, just leave it behind.

"Ignore that guy for now, I'll keep it as a pet anyway. What about the life and death book, do you have it?"

"You don't even want to see who's going out." The fat cat raised his head proudly, took out a wooden sign from nowhere and threw it into her hand.

As soon as the wooden sign entered the hands of Tsing Yi, even if it turned into a pitch-black ledger, the pages were opened, recording the names of people, as well as the life and experiences of this person.

"List the women who died in the palace on the day the frost fell during the twenty-three years of Fengtian."

The book of life and death was flipping through the pages, suddenly stopped, and rows of inscriptions were suspended in the air.

Tsing Yi watched for a while, her brows furrowed.

"Why did so many people die in the palace that day?" Fat Cat asked in surprise, counting, there were more than twenty.

"Record these names." Tsing Yi ordered, it seems that he wants to find out the results in one go, but it is not that simple.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Princess, it's a humble job."

"Come in."

Qiu Yu pushed the door and came in, standing outside the curtain waiting.

As soon as Tsing Yi collected the book of life and death, he threw the wooden sign to the fat cat, and Lian Bu gently moved out.

"What's the matter?"

"Reporting to the princess, the family members of Wang Hu and others have been settled properly, just waiting for the princess to deal with it."

Tsing Yi lightly hummed, "Choose an hour to send them on the road together."

Qiu Yu looked at her in surprise.

Really want to kill Wang Hu and the others?

"Just choose Congtianmen for the location. There are a lot of people passing by and you can see it." Tsing Yi hooked his lips and smiled, "Just killing chickens to warn the monkeys, let everyone see, what will happen if you offend me."

"Princess……"

Just as Qiu Yu was about to speak, Uncle Cat walked out, jumped directly on his shoulder, and leaned into his ear and said, "If you want to go, just go, there's so much nonsense."

As soon as Qiu Yu gritted her teeth, she had to be ordered to retreat.

They asked Zhang Zi, the drunkard, and others to **** Wang Hu and the others to Congtianmen together with his family.

There are more than a dozen people, how can they not attract attention.

When the palace people heard that the princess ordered them to be executed at Congtianmen, they all rushed over.

Wang Hu looked at his wife and children, whose head was covered by a black cloth, and his first-hand brothers, with tears rolling in his eyes.

"Boss, does the princess really want to kill them?"

The drunkard and others were a little unbearable, and vaguely disappointed. They thought that Tsing Yi was different from other powerful people, but now it seems...

Qiu Yu pursed his lips and said nothing, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

What is this cat man doing here? Are you waiting to collect Wang Hu and their souls?

Not understanding, Qiu Yu sighed and walked to Wang Hu, "Do you have any last words?"

Wang Hu twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled desolately: "It's me who has affected my family and brothers, and there is nothing to say about it. I just want to give my wife and children a burial place after death, and don't let the wild corpses die and be eaten by wild dogs. Food."

Qiu Yu lowered her head: "I will try my best."

"thanks."

Knife, blood splattered.

One by one, people died, and there were screams around.

Qiu Yu closed her eyes tightly, her breathing a little hot. Suddenly, there was a dead silence around. He opened his eyes suspiciously, and got a paw on his forehead.

"Hanpai, don't hurry up and take people away! In the palace, Laozi's illusions can't last that long!"