Villain: Starting With The Nine Dragons Seizing The Throne? I Choose To Lie Flat!

If it's not right now, then it might be in the future... Su Qingge muttered sourly and looked at the emerging figure.

In the original life.

Su Qingge has a low self-esteem and weak character because of the supercilious looks and dislike he experienced since childhood.

He had never raised his head to observe Ran Qingxue carefully.

This was the first time I took a closer look.

She has picturesque eyebrows, a straight nose, a small cherry mouth, and a slight hint of baby fat on her cheeks.

But there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, perhaps because he was on the battlefield. There were a few faint traces of blood on his black hair, and he was wearing a bright silver armor, which outlined an infinitely beautiful figure.

The natural delicacy of women and the iron-blooded heroism acquired on the battlefield are combined in a slightly conflicting way.

Creates a unique beauty.

Well, overall, he is worthy of his cousin, and his status is suitable... Su Qingge thought to himself.

If it were the previous Su Xian, he would have no chance of becoming emperor.

Naturally, Su Qingge would not consider identity issues, nor would he care about the world's eyes.

But it's different now.

With the amazing talent and strength that my cousin has shown now, as long as he doesn't actively refuse, I'm afraid the throne will definitely belong to him in the future!

Under such circumstances.

Su Qingge had to think more.

Although she doesn't care about herself, it doesn't matter what the world says. As long as she is strong enough, she can naturally shut them up!

Before rebirth.

Her lifelong pursuit is to resurrect Su Xian.

And now he is living again.

She is destined to only care about Su Xian.

Su Qingge never wanted to let all kinds of rumors happen to her cousin!

But Su Xian never expected it.

Just because she couldn't see it when she was young, he blocked her actions.

But it was like a divine weapon descending from the sky, shining brightly, illuminating Su Qingge's gloomy and helpless childhood, and forever being imprinted in her eyes, becoming a lifelong pursuit.

After tens of thousands of years, the original scene is still vivid in our minds.

It was a sunny afternoon.

The young man stood behind the sun. Su Qingge, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head and could only see his outline.

Amidst the screams of the evil servant next to him, the young man lowered his head and looked at her.

"what's your name?"

"My name is Qingge, Su Qingge."

"Oh, you are the daughter of that kaiko."

The young man said very calmly, but there was no contempt or disdain in others' tone, "If anyone dares to bully you in the future, just tell me my name!"

"By the way, I am the Ninth Prince, Su Xian!"

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Memories came to mind, and Su Qingge's beautiful lake-colored eyes took on a hint of softness.

As long as her cousin is happy, she will be happy too.

It doesn't matter whether there is one more sister-in-law or several sisters-in-law in the future... it doesn't matter.

As long as she still exists in my heart, that's fine.

"Tsk, with her little cultivation, can she really go to the battlefield and fight with others? She's not afraid of risking her life there."

Looking at Ran Qingxue's figure condensed with spiritual energy, Su Xian chuckled.

beside.

Su Qingge pursed her lips and smiled: "As the only granddaughter of the general who governs the country, I'm afraid there will be no shortage of protective treasures, and she will only be slightly injured at most."

Su Xian nodded and agreed with her statement.

Ran Lie, the great general of the country, has more than one grandson, but he only has one grandson, Ran Qingxue. It can be said that he has been loved by thousands of people since he was a child.

Especially that year, after Ran Lie's stunningly talented daughter passed away for some reason.

Ran Qingxue has become the only emotional sustenance.

The reason why Ran Lie agreed to let her enter the frontier battlefield was firstly because of Ran Qingxue's own strong will, and secondly because he didn't want her to grow up in a greenhouse.

This does not conflict with not putting her life in danger!

In the picture of condensed spiritual energy.

Ran Qingxue was wearing a red cloak, and her tall pony tail swayed in the wind.

There was a hint of exhaustion in her expression, but her eyes were exceptionally bright and radiant, and she smiled and said:

"Long time no see, do you miss me?

"Let me guess, you must be lying lazily on the wicker chair now, watching the singing and dancing, and there is a maid beside you feeding spiritual fruits into your mouth, right!?

"Hmph, it's so unbalanced. Why are you so lazy and still practicing so fast?"

The maid doesn't have one, but my cousin has one... Su Xian smacked his lips.

With Su Qingge by his side, it would be a bit out of place for a group of dancers to perform.

After all, Su Qingge's mother was a singer.

Even though she doesn't seem to care...

But Su Xian will still try to avoid uncovering her childhood scars.

beside.

Su Qingge chuckled.

I have to say that Ran Qingxue really knows her cousin well.

Today, Su Qingge opened her eyes and walked out of the room. She saw Su Xian in the small pavilion, lying lazily on a wicker chair. There was a maid beside him feeding spiritual fruits. She looked like life was short, so why not just lie down? .

When he saw her coming, he asked the maid to step back.

"Ah, by the way, let me introduce you to a sister I just met, nicknamed Martial God. She taught me a lot of battlefield experience!

"Let me tell you secretly, she is only thirty years old this year and is a Sifang general!"

The screen shook slightly.

Next to Ran Qingxue, a woman wearing red armor appeared with a fiery figure.

His face was not exactly beautiful, but there was a fierce murderous aura between his brows, and his eyes were extremely cold and cold, showing the inherent iron-blooded aura of the army. He had obviously been on the battlefield for a long time!

She nodded slightly in the direction of Fu Yu and said hello.

Su Xian was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Being a thirty-year-old Sifang general is indeed not an easy task.

To know.

Only a Martial Artist in the Dao Palace realm can be titled "General of the Four Directions".

Even if you are new to this level, you are still quite powerful. If you put it in any force, you can be called the genius!

"There are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world." Su Xian sighed.

aside.

Su Qingge looked at the red-armored female Martial God who appeared in the scene where the aura was condensed. A strange color flashed in her black and white Jianshui autumn eyes.

is her?