Diji, she holds the crematorium script firmly

Chapter 28 The Empress's Past ([-])
The Shenjuan Palace is in charge of the Books of the World, no matter what kind of files or even strange novels, you can find the original here.

Xie Fuchi was rummaging through the sea of ​​books about everything about the Mermaid Clan. The strange thing is that he could find records from 2 years ago, and records from 5000 years ago. Just a few words.

"In the 100th year of the Tianji, the Mermaid Clan was enraged, their faces were revoked, their immortal status was removed, they were demoted to the Western Wilderness, they were punished by the sky, and they will be demons forever."

Nothing else.

Xie Fuchi tossed and turned, only these few numbers.

The little boy at the side said: "Master Xie, don't look for it anymore, the records of the Shark Clan are all here."

Xie Fuchi was still not reconciled, "I heard that Master Taixuan is a heavenly book alive in the fairy world, can you show me?"

The little boy shook his head, "Master has been in meditation for ten years." After thinking for a while, "But you can leave the customs in three days, and adults can visit his old man then."

"Three days later?"

The little boy said: "Three days later, it will be the [-]-year-old birthday of His Royal Highness Huan Ying in Jiuwei Mountain, Master is going to crown her."

Adding a crown is the great gift for a fairy girl to come of age, just like the 16-year-old gift for a girl in the world, it is indeed an extremely important thing.Once crowned, you can enter the heavenly court as an official, which also means you can marry.

Xie Fuchi then nodded, "Then I'll come back earlier in three days."

After thinking about it, she turned back again, "Has anyone come to look for the historical records of the Shark Clan in the past few days?"

The little boy smiled, "My lord, this is the internal affairs of my Divine Scroll Palace. If you must know, please ask the head of the department to write down the reason. Otherwise, Ling Yin will not dare to make decisions without authorization."

This evil bureaucracy...she couldn't break into Jiuwei Mountain just to get Huan Yuan, who was seriously injured, to stamp her a seal, right?

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"Sister, come and try my new dim sum."

By the lakeside of Qingyang Palace, a Huayan girl was holding a stack of freshly baked snacks, scurrying over like a butterfly, sitting beside Huan Ning, looking at her with a smile on her face.

Huan Ning was not in the mood to savor it too much, she held her forehead, seeing the "Huan Ying" in front of her so attentive, the corners of Huan Ning's eyes even twitched a bit——

What kind of ghostland is this?
Seeing that Huan Ning kept his face solemn and silent, "Huan Ying" gradually showed a look of bewilderment, "Sister? What's wrong with you today?"

Huan Ning smiled, "It's nothing, it's just that you are upset."

"Huan Ying" was stunned, and mist gradually formed in her eyes, "Sister, do you know?" She pursed her lips, becoming more and more pitiful, "A Ying didn't do it on purpose, but Father must give me the Zhaoyu umbrella I didn't intentionally rob my sister to be a talisman."

When Huan Ning was a thousand years old, her father asked her to go to Sifu to pick a weapon as a gift. She fell in love with the Zhaoyu Umbrella, but Huan Ying also liked it very much. brought it here.Later, Emperor Qingyang gave her another Yunyan Sword as compensation.

It's a pity that although Huan Ning learned the sword technique very well, he doesn't like swords the most.So she moved some hands and feet on the Zhaoyu umbrella, and soon after Huan Ying got it, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and she cried and asked to return the Zhaoyu umbrella to her.

Later, her father slapped her and told her not to bring back the dirty tricks she learned in the mortal world.

Huan Ning looked at the "Huan Ying" in front of him, sobbing and took out the Zhaoyu umbrella, "Sister, I will return it to you."

Zhaoyu's umbrella was already stained with her fairy breath, Huan Ning took a lot of effort to remove her traces when he brought it back.

"Huan Ying" wiped off the remaining breath with his sleeve, and offered it to her carefully, but Huan Ning didn't pick it up.

So she blushed again, "Sister, what do you want me to do to forgive me? Do you like the cook in my palace, can I give it to you? Or, or, go to the God Scroll next month I will also give you the opportunity to practice in the palace."

Huan Ning was always looking at her.

"Huan Ying" choked up, "Do you want me to die to forgive me?"

Huan Ning seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and took out a dagger in a good manner, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Huan Ying"'s smile froze, and he hurriedly stood up, "I... I was just joking."

"It's okay." Huan Ning shoved the dagger to her, and said sincerely: "Hold it first, and when you want to die, you will have a weapon at hand."

"Huan Ying" dropped the dagger and ran away without looking back.

Huan Ning shook his head, stood up, and walked casually in Qingyang Palace in the illusion.

It has to be said that this illusion is so lifelike, every plant and tree, every detail is completely visible, and the servants and servants are all familiar to her, as if the snake had lived here since childhood.

After walking along the lake for a while, I came across a man in Xuanyi who was fishing on the porch.

Huan Ning was thinking about how this "Huan Yuan" would please him, when the bamboo pole moved slightly, "Huan Yuan" suddenly picked up the pole, and unexpectedly threw a snow-white spirit fish along the bank, and landed in Huan Ning's arms.

"Huan Yuan" had no expression on his face, he just asked slowly, "Can you grill fish?"

Huan Ning looked at the fish in his bosom, then at "Huan Yuan", and he responded casually while being amused.

After a cup of tea, a fire was lit by the lake, and a gradually golden fish was lying on the shelf made of branches, and the fragrance also dissipated.

"You seem to be good at grilling fish."

"Huan Yuan" looked at her thoughtfully, but Huan Ning just raised his eyebrows, "Do you think I've been in the lower realm for 500 years for nothing?"

Killing and setting fire, cooking and chopping firewood, Huan Ning has only learned how to be a mortal in the past 500 years.

"Bitter?"

Huan Ning glanced at "Huan Yuan" in surprise, his figure was upright, his brows were furrowed, obviously in the illusion, he was only less than three thousand years old, and his manner of speaking had the embryonic form of Emperor Qingyang.

"Could it be that if I say it's not bitter, can these 500 years of time be eliminated?"

She answered casually, but heard him ask again: "What if I say, I can grant you one wish?"

Huan Ning smiled, "Is everything okay?"

"I'll try."

Huan Ning tilted his head and grinned, "Then I will be Emperor Qingyang."

"Huan Yuan" raised his head suddenly, a strange color flashed, and he said after a while: "The fish is burnt."

Huan Ning lowered her head, and sure enough, a large piece of it had been scorched. She bit her lower lip in displeasure, stretched out her hand, tore off a piece of charred fish meat, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed slowly.

"Huan Yuan" waited for her to swallow before slowly saying: "It's not that this fish must be eaten."

Huan Ning didn't care, "Of course I'll eat the roasted ones."

"It's not a good thing for you to be so stubborn."

"Huan Yuan" had already stood up, and the robe brushed her cheek, "How about staying here? There will be everything here."

After Huan Ning finished eating the fish, he leaned over to wash his hands in the lake water again, "Huan Yuan" moved his eyes slightly, and handed over a soft brocade handkerchief, and Huan Ning also took it, but the moment her hands touched, she took advantage of the trend and held her hand tightly. Holding "Huan Yuan"'s hand, leaning over, whispering in his ear, "Not good."

"Huan Yuan" trembled, and lowered his head in disbelief. A silver dagger was stuck in his chest. The blade had already sunk into the flesh and blood, leaving only the handle exposed.

A ray of helplessness passed by.

"Huan Yuan" pulled out the dagger, there was no pain on his face, he just stretched out his hand, pointed his index finger between her eyebrows, and said calmly: "That's really a pity."

As soon as the words fell, "Huan Yuan" turned into wind and disappeared before his eyes.

Huan Ning felt his eyes go dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a cave.

It wasn't the cave in Pingnan Mountain, but a place she was all too familiar with, where countless strange eyes lurk in the darkness.She raised her head subconsciously. In the deep blue night sky, the moon had turned red, as if it was about to bleed.

Blood Moon in the Demon Realm.

(End of this chapter)