Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Everyone in Juechen Palace, including those subordinates who are loyal to Zhang Lianwu, are puzzled.

You know, when the right protector took out the palace lord's token, they took it for granted that the right protector was the successor chosen by the old palace lord, so they supported the right protector to succeed the palace lord. Is it the real successor palace lord?

Jian Wu and Huang Ping also wanted to know, to whom did the old palace lord give the palace lord's token and the Xuanming Heart Sutra?

Seeing the consulting eyes cast by Zuo Hufa, Qingyun nodded slightly, and then Zuo Hufa said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet, this protector knows who is the real successor Palace Master."

Everyone stopped discussing immediately, Qiqi turned to look at Guardian Zuo.

But Zhang Lianwu had an inexplicable feeling of foreboding in his heart, the look Zuo Hufa looked at Mu Qingyun just now clearly had some deep meaning, could it be? . . . . .

Looking around at the eager and puzzled crowd, Zuo Protector said loudly: "The old palace master sent someone to send a secret letter to this protector. At the same time, I ordered this protector to assist the Ninth Princess with all my strength, so the Ninth Princess is the real successor Palace Master!"

No one knew how horrified and shocked she was when she received the secret letter from the old palace lord.

Although she knew that the old palace lord was omnipotent, she was still inexplicably horrified when the old palace lord knew that she had taken refuge in the ninth princess, especially when the old palace lord passed on the position of palace lord to the nine princesses. Also puzzled, but also secretly rejoicing.

"No! It's impossible!" As soon as Guardian Zuo's words fell, Zhang Lianwu hysterically retorted, her hideous and distorted face full of shock and disbelief: "Mu Qingyun and Juechen Palace are life and death enemies, that old man. How could the old Palace Master allow an enemy to control Juechen Palace?"

No wonder when she forced the old thing to hand over the palace lord's token and the Xuanming Heart Sutra, the old thing looked at her so strangely. Mu Qingyun, that bastard.

If she had known this, she should have killed the old man at that time, and there might be room for maneuver at this moment.

What a wrong step, the whole game is lost.

Everyone also looked surprised and looked at Qingyun with complicated and awe-inspiring eyes.

Ignoring the ruthless Zhang Lianwu, Zuo Hufa took out a letter from his arms and was about to hand it to the cronies beside him for everyone to read. Lord Yan Xiang had already strode forward to take the letter, read it carefully, and frowned. Lock it tightly, and then hand it over to the people next to it. Everyone read it several times. Although they confirmed that it was the handwriting of the old palace master, they were still a little dubious.

"Ninth... Princess Nine, it's not that we don't believe you, it's just that" Lord Yan Xiang thought for a while and said, "It's just a matter of great importance, please take out the token of the palace master and let me see it later."

After all, the lesson of Guardian You is still vivid, and the Ninth Princess really has a deep feud with Juechen Palace, so they naturally have to be extra cautious.

Qingyun's face was as deep as water all the time, and she seemed to turn a blind eye to everyone's different expressions. She had vowed to uproot Juechen Palace, but she was not vicious and cold-blooded enough after all, let alone Murong Qingyi. . . . . .However, she didn't care about the position of the Palace Master of Juechen Palace at all. Hearing Master Yan Xiang's request, she took Murong Qingyi out of the bag she was carrying and forced it to her, and handed the faint blue jade ring to Lan Jue. Lan Jue was then handed over to Master Yan Xiang.

Lord Yan Xiang took the jade ring respectfully, looked at it carefully for a long time, then handed it to other people, then knelt down and said respectfully facing Qingyun: "My subordinate Yan Huan pays homage to the palace lord, the palace lord Wencheng Wude, longevity and heaven together!"

And everyone who had confirmed that the jade ring was indeed the palace lord's keepsake, including those who were originally loyal to Zhang Lianwu, also knelt down and said in unison: "My subordinates wait to meet the palace lord, the palace lord is Wencheng Wude, and his life is as good as the sky!"

"Get up." After taking the jade ring brought back by Lan Jue, he stared at the awe-inspiring crowd, Qingyun's brows were full of nobility and elegance, and his dark pupils were like a pool of unfathomable lake water: "Isn't this palace Your palace lord, but as long as you take the initiative to put down your weapons, abandon your darkness and turn to the light, and start a new life from now on, I guarantee that you will not blame the past, and promise you a safe and peaceful life, otherwise, you will disappear forever with Juechen Palace! You should think clearly about where to go!" Just like Hall Master Ju, erase the memory of Juechen Palace and become an ordinary person.

After everyone listened, you looked at me, and I looked at you, a little hesitant for a while.

"Sister..." At this time, Ling'er came to the main hall with a part of the Black Armored Army, and rushed to Qingyun: "Sister, all the remaining evils of the Juechen Palace in the east have been put to death, and they have been killed even if they stubbornly resisted."

"Princess Qi, the ministers have already taken control of the situation in the south." Yun Fei came at a brisk pace, his purple robe embroidered with gold-rimmed manjusawa fluttered as he walked, looking like a god, followed by a group of heroic purple-clothed guards .

"Jiu'er, all the traitors in the west have been killed!" A thunderous voice suddenly came from the entrance of the main hall, and then Sima Yue walked in with his head held high, the cold long sword in his hand stained with bright red blood, Thousands of well-trained blue cloud riders followed closely behind.

Seeing Sima Rui standing beside Qingyun, Sima Yue hurriedly strode up to Sima Rui: "Third Brother, are you alright?"

"Eighth brother, don't worry, I'm fine." Sima Rui was inexplicably moved by the sincere care of his relatives, and a faint and gentle smile appeared on his stern face.

Although Sima Rui said so, Sima Yue was not at ease. He still checked Sima Rui carefully, until he was sure that he was unharmed, and then he was really relieved: "Third brother is fine, if it is not for Jiu'er's kindness, I will definitely wash Juechen Palace with blood and vent my anger on Third Brother!"

Sima Rui smiled lightly, looking at Sima Yue's eyes with relief and relief, it seemed that the eighth brother was obviously much more mature and stable than a year ago, all thanks to Jiu'er's good intentions, he could finally feel relieved.

Qing Mou looked at the gate of the main hall of the underground palace, but there were no figures of Situ Jingyu and Lin Yiwei. Qingyun frowned slightly. For some reason, a bad feeling came up in her heart, so she asked in a low voice: "Why don't you see Situ?" General them?"

The terrain and mechanism layout in the north are relatively weak, but thinking about Situ Jingyu's need to protect Lin Yiwei's master and servant, she specially arranged for Zi Ke to assist Situ Jingyu, and at the same time gave Situ Jingyu [-] troops.

It stands to reason that they should be the first to arrive. Why is there no one at this moment? Could it be that some accident happened?

"Don't worry, Jiu'er. I saw that the signal of success has been sent from the north. I believe that General Situ and the others should be arriving soon." Sima Yue comforted.

Qingyun's heart is still hanging high, but nothing unusual can be seen on her beautiful and elegant face.

Everyone in Juechen Palace, who were still hesitant at first, knew that the situation was over after hearing this. Seeing that Lord Yan Xiang was the first to throw away the weapon in his hand and surrender, the rest of the people also surrendered.

Seeing the failure of many years of planning, Zhang Lianwu was terrified and unwilling, especially when Sima Rui, who had never pretended to her, showed a warm smile like a warm sun to others, so charming and intoxicating , the ferocious face was as dark as ink, and the anger of jealousy and resentment rose rapidly, and soon turned into a prairie fire.

Zhang Lianwu opened her mouth eagerly to say something, but Zuo Hufa quickly touched her dumb acupoint, and could not make a sound at all. She turned her head and glared at Zuo Hufa. And the killing intent to destroy the world, but Zuo Hufa turned a blind eye.

"Third Brother, Fifth Brother, I'll leave it to you guys to deal with here, Yunfei, immediately take someone to meet General Situ and the others." Qing Yun turned to look at Lord Yan Xiang, her voice was calm and without any tone: "Master Yan Xiang, please lead the way, Ben Palace to see Mu...your old palace master."

Lord Yan Xiang respectfully responded: "I obey!" Then he guided Qing Yun to the foot of the Broken Soul Cliff, Mo Xuan naturally stayed by his side, while Lan Jue and Wu Ying were left behind.

Following Lord Yan Xiang up and down for a while, the three of them finally came to a stone wall. Lord Yan Xiang stretched out his hand to press the mechanism on the wall, and then said to Qingyun respectfully and expectantly: "The old palace master is inside, and the palace master is inside. Lord please."

After ordering Lord Yan Xiang to stay outside the door, Qingyun and Mo Xuan walked in slowly, and closed the stone door at the same time.

Murong Qingyi, who hadn't eaten a meal or drank a sip of water for two days and two nights, and was tortured continuously, heard the sound of the stone gate, slowly raised his head, and saw Qing who was coming forward step by step. Yun's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he became gloomy and lonely for a moment. A wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he opened his mouth with a hoarse and dry voice: "You are here."

She saw the desolation and embarrassment twice, he really didn't know if it was luck or misfortune?

She was right, he was really blind and his heart was covered with lard, that's why he was repeatedly betrayed and hurt by the person he loves deeply and the heart he trusts, and that's why he ended up in today's end, all of which are his own fault.

Quietly looking at Murong Qingyi, Qingyun, who was standing with her hands behind her back, frowned slightly, with a faint indifference in her calm expression, but mixed feelings in her heart.

The snow-white hair was a little messy, and the handsome and square face was obviously haggard and thinner. The navy blue robe on his body was already in tatters, with whips, burns, and knife wounds. . . . . .Layers upon layers, almost no piece of intact skin can be seen, and blood is still flowing out, which is simply shocking.

"I said before, when I avenge my family, I will let you deal with it, you can do it!" Murong Qingyi slowly closed his eyes, with relief and relief on his face.

The fact that she came here is enough to prove that Lin Bingquan failed. Although he didn't kill Lin Bingquan himself to avenge his family, but it was his wish. For some reason, he felt that he could die by her hand. no regrets.

Qingyun Qingli's face was still indifferent and calm, and for a moment, she took out the black iron dagger that Lin Han gave her and swung it at Murong Qingyi. . . . . .