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

kindness?

That euphorbia...

In the pavilion below, Su Qingge's eyes were startled.

She has fought side by side with the female Martial God countless times, and has experienced life and death. Naturally, she is extremely familiar with that euphorbia.

But why is she here?

Shouldn't it be at the border, staying with Ran Qingxue?

But Su Qingge knew that he was not wrong, and the unique vast aura emanating from that euphorbia was also unmistakable!

boom!

The old man's body fell heavily in the courtyard.

His entire head had disappeared, and was turned into powder all over the sky by that blow.

And no surprise.

next moment.

Su Qingge then saw that familiar figure slowly emerging next to the ancient halberd. The red armor could not hide its fiery figure.

Three thousand blue hairs are floating in the wind, and a pair of eyes are plain and lonely.

Female Martial God!

"It's really her..."

Su Qingge subconsciously wanted to say hello, and when she opened her mouth, she suddenly remembered that she still didn't recognize herself.

Uh-huh!

At this moment.

Several figures shrouded in black flew up in the sky, and their sharp energy directly locked onto the female Martial God who was still in the air.

"Wait!"

Su Qingge immediately spoke, "She is not an assassin, she is a guest of my Prince Xian's Mansion."

Hear the words.

Those figures in black were silent for a moment, then disappeared again and disappeared without a trace.

They are the secret guards who secretly protect Prince Xian's Mansion. Of course they are no strangers to Su Qingge. They know her relationship with Su Xian and do not think she is lying.

"Female Martial God? This is our first meeting. Please come down and tell us."

Su Qingge spoke with a smile, but his tone was quite familiar, not unfamiliar at all.

In the sky.

The female Martial God nodded slightly, the euphorbia in her hand disappeared, and her figure swayed slightly and appeared in the courtyard.

She knew that the people in Prince Xian's Mansion would definitely know her.

after all.

Ran Qingxue had introduced her identity and origin before when she reflected her figure into Fu Xin.

Looking at the "old friend" in front of him, Su Qingge felt quite emotional.

Fate is really wonderful.

In the life before rebirth, she only met him in a Secret Realm after entering the Heaven Smiting realm, but now it was an unknown number of years earlier.

But his dress was completely unchanged from Su Qingge's memory.

Whether it's the ancient halberd in her hand or the everlasting red armor.

in impression.

Su Qingge once asked her why she always wears armor and almost never leaves her body. Doesn't she feel tired?

The female Martial God’s answer was only three words——

got used to!

Now it seems.

Sure enough, she wasn't just perfunctory, but she really kept wearing it and it became a habit. I just don't know when it started?

But one thing is certain.

The red armor and the ancient spurge are both extraordinary secret treasures.

At least Su Qingge never saw them damaged!

"Aren't you at the border? Why are you here?" Su Qingge asked naturally.

Her tone was so familiar that even the weak-tempered female Martial God was slightly surprised. She almost wondered if she had a memory problem and thought it was some old friend she had forgotten.

I did a quick search of my memory.

The female Martial God was sure that she had never seen her before, so she spoke normally: "Ran Qingxue asked me to tell the Ninth Prince something."

"Ran Qingxue?"

Su Qingge's beautiful eyes blinked, "What's the matter? With your character, you are actually willing to do errands. It seems that she has something you really want!"

A slight confusion flashed across the female Martial God's brows again.

This strange and beautiful girl in front of me seems to know her very well?

But I really haven’t seen it.

Seeing her fall silent.

Only then did Su Qingge realize that what he said was a bit too "familiar".

It's really because she has too few friends.

The female Martial God is the only companion who often walks together.

From the initial silence to talking about everything, it has been a long time!

For a while, I still couldn't adjust... Su Qingge laughed at himself in his heart and didn't explain much. He just smiled and said:

"It's me, Meng Lang. Just wait a moment while I invite my cousin over. By the way, my name is Su Qingge."

The female Martial God nodded and stood still.

"You guys go down."

Su Qingge waved to the trembling servants and walked towards Su Xian's room.

With the old man's disguise, it was normal for them not to notice.

No need to blame.

After a while.

As the door opened, a slender figure walked out.

"That breath..."

The female Martial God noticed something and looked over subconsciously. There was a wave of waves in her always calm eyes, and she said silently to herself, "It doesn't look like a fire phoenix. Is it... a blood descendant of Vermilion Bird?"

She couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

In this era, it is really rare that there are descendants of Vermilion Bird with such high purity of blood!

"This Prince Xian's Mansion is not simple..."

The beautiful eyes of the female Martial God first lingered slightly on Su Qingge, and then fell on Su Xian behind her.

"The girl named Su Qingge should be a Heavenly Demon body that is rare to see in ten thousand years. I don't know which of the eight Heavenly Demon bodies it is. Judging from her aura, it looks like Xuanyin?

"The Ninth Prince has a Desolate Sacred Body, but his energy and blood are a bit too strong, to an absurd degree.

"Coupled with the spiritual birds with the blood of Vermilion Bird..."

Even though the female Martial God's calm temperament was slightly fluctuating.

Such a combination.

It’s a bit too luxurious!

Whether it is the Xuanyin Heavenly Demon body or the descendant of Vermilion Bird whose bloodline is extremely pure, their future achievements are limitless.

The Ninth Prince Su Xian was even more exaggerated. As he walked, there were faint shapes of Vermilion Bird, True Dragon, and Kunpeng circling around his body, almost turning into a vision.

He obviously didn't mean to show off.

It’s that only when a certain skill is cultivated to the point where it’s almost perfect, will the true meaning and divine form be revealed naturally!

Female Martial God knows how difficult this is!

Young.

How did he do it?