When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 110
"Of course it's fake." Concubine Yan screamed, her eyes went dark, and she passed out completely.

"I'm really going to become an idiot." This was Concubine Yan's last thought before she fainted.

"This?" Mi Chan hurriedly hugged Concubine Yan, feeling that Concubine Yan's body was extremely cold.

"It shouldn't be so. It's impossible for the king not to know about my sister's background, so he probably won't do anything serious. However, how many times have I told my sister not to mess around here, but I didn't expect that she wouldn't listen at all. Mine, if that's the case, it's better to let her suffer a bit." Mi Chan thought about putting Concubine Yan in order, and then she also lay back.

"Tomorrow, I will go to Xianyang Palace and get back the avatar that my sister was trapped in from the king. However, the speed of the king's cultivation is too fast, and he was able to take down my sister. Forget it, I don't want to, I am trapped to death. "Mi Chan said and quickly fell asleep.

"Where is this?" Concubine Yan woke up from her sleep, looking at a strange room, where her eyes fell, there were all strange places.

In this not-so-big room, there is a pink atmosphere. This is the room of a girl in a boudoir, but it doesn't seem to be me...

No, who am I?Who am I?Concubine Yan shook her head and sat up from the bed, her eyes fell on the desk beside the bed.

An exquisite wooden box with a small character written on it: Happy Birthday Yan Yan.

Yanyan?Am I Yanyan?

Concubine Yan couldn't help covering her head in pain, and in an instant, countless memories flooded in.

I am an orphan girl. My father became obsessed and died because of his pursuit of martial arts. My mother passed away due to grief. I was adopted by my parents’ friend and an uncle when I was six years old.

His name is Zheng.

My uncle, my adoptive father, or my...
Thinking of this, Concubine Yan couldn't help showing a shy look on her face. Is he the person I like, my adoptive father?
However, that is not acceptable.Savoring the gleam of emotion deep in her heart, Concubine Yan subconsciously held her face, feeling that it was extremely hot.

do i really like him
Concubine Yan walked out of the room with some silent hesitation, seeing the familiar but inexplicable strange courtyard in front of her, she always felt that something was wrong, but it was so familiar here,

"Yanyan, are you cured?" In Concubine Yan's sight, a young man in black came up to him and asked with concern.

"Okay." Concubine Yan felt an inexplicable fear when she saw the person coming, but more of a feeling of closeness.

"Really?" The visitor put his palm on Concubine Yan's forehead, and he instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his body involuntarily snuggled into her arms.

As the familiar breath diffused between the nostrils, Concubine Yan murmured comfortably, and the next moment, she felt hot all over, an emotion called shyness.

"Yanyan, you can't do this." The visitor pushed Concubine Yan away and said.

"I want to." An unconvinced thought emerged in Concubine Yan's heart, and plunged into her arms again.

"You are sick." The visitor was already a little angry.

"If I am sick, you are my medicine." The last trace of doubt in Concubine Yan's heart disappeared at this time, there is no Concubine Yan here anymore, only this Yanyan.

In the following time, an unlucky love between the adoptive father and the adopted daughter slowly unfolded.

"Ha, interesting, interesting." In Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng, who did not know when he woke up, sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the black dragon sitting in front of him that had been swallowed by the dragon and imprisoned in the dragon's belly. Three-legged Golden Crow.

"Your Majesty? What is that? Why is there a dragon and a crow?" Hong Lian, who was lying on Ying Zheng's shoulder, looked at the scene in front of her in surprise.

"The crow is naturally an unlucky crow. As for the dragon, of course it is an orphan." Ying Zheng said.

"That dragon is the king?" Honglian asked in surprise.

Although she had heard of various miraculous martial arts, the scene in front of her was still a huge shock to Honglian.

"Don't ask too many questions, Gu can't be distracted yet," Ying Zheng said.

"Yes." Honglian heard the words and said no more, but the curiosity in her eyes remained.

martial arts?What kind of miraculous martial art is this?I also want to practice.

Honglian lay down on Yingzheng's shoulders, and then got out from under Yingzheng's ribs.

"Dongjun? As expected, he is more talented than Michan in the field of yin and yang, and the strength of this Longyou spirit is beyond Michan's comparison." Yingzheng thought about it.

"However, it is precisely because of this that this is the real tonic. The friendship of giving gifts from thousands of miles away is remembered alone." Ying Zheng thought about it, and couldn't help but put his mind into it again.

Among the three-legged Golden Crow, as Dongjun, she has cultivated the Qi of Longyou for ten years, and her soul is where her mind rests. What Yingzheng wants to devour is only the pure Qi of Longyou. As for the others, It can only be regarded as an impurity, and it cannot be absorbed casually.

It's just that Dongjun is not a harmless girl after all. If he wants to devour her cultivated Longyou Qi and avoid her consciousness that has long been integrated with Longyou Qi, there is only one way, and that is to let her Dongjun himself gave it willingly.

And is there such a spirit of Longyou who is willing to devote more than ten years of self-cultivation in the world?

Probably not, but who made Dongjun not an ordinary person?
Who told Dongjun's real name to be Concubine Yan? When writing Dongjun, she was a genius disciple of the Yin Yang family. However, when writing Concubine Yan, she was just a person with a love brain, and would even do stupid things. woman.

And this is where Ying Zheng can take advantage of it.

love story?
Yingzheng has a lot on his mind. For a girl like Concubine Yan, it is not a difficult thing for Yingzheng at all, it can only be troublesome.

However, it needs to be done slowly.

Ying Zheng is very stable.

In the illusion, thirty years have passed, and Concubine Yan finally got her wish, got the person she wanted, and got a daughter in middle age.

The family lived happily together, until the year when the daughter was five years old, everything changed, the beauty was no longer there, and the enemy was approaching, and the enemy was an enemy that the husband and wife could not defeat no matter what.

That is the catastrophe of life and death, ten deaths without life, but there is a way.

For him, for Yue'er, I can only do that, I hope you and Yue'er can live well in the future.

Two people are not rivals of the enemy, but when two people become one, that is another situation.

Use yourself as a source of merit to let another person's skill reach a higher level.

"Successful." Ying Zheng said, and immediately began to assimilate the three-legged Golden Crow inside the dragon's belly with all his strength. With the active cooperation of the master, Concubine Yan, Ying Zheng no longer had any worries.

The three-legged Golden Crow slowly turned into streams of pure dragon spirit and merged into the black dragon, and its body gradually became unreal, while the body of the black dragon became more and more disfigured with the passage of time. His concentration, even the tiniest scale, is glowing with a faint cold light.

(End of this chapter)