My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 482 True Soul of the First Emperor
That old figure heard Murong Jiuqing ask.

A natural domineering look immediately appeared on his old face.

He raised his head very proudly, and said word for word.

"I am the founding emperor of the Southern Kingdom, and the south wind dominates the sky."

"Nanfeng dominates the sky?"

When Murong Jiuqing heard the words of that figure, he immediately cried out in surprise.

She never expected it.

In his Xuan Tianzhu, there actually still exists such a mysterious true soul of the first emperor.

"So, senior has been sleeping in the Xuan Tianzhu all this time?"

Murong Jiuqing asked incredulously.

"Ah."

Nanfeng Batian nodded.

"Hmph. The dignified Xuan Tianzhu, the treasure of the royal family. It is simply unreasonable to be awarded to a little princess by unworthy descendants."

Nanfeng Batian read the memory stored in the Xuantian Pearl, and said with a furious flick of his sleeve.

Murong Jiu listened to Nan Feng Batian's words, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

It's been hundreds of years.

Presumably the current southern royal family has long been unaware of the existence of the late emperor's true soul.

I just thought that Xuan Tianzhu was an ordinary bead.

That's why he casually rewarded Nan Fengjiao.

Murong Jiuqing looked at the figure and asked cautiously.

"Senior, we are now in the forbidden area of ​​the royal back mountain in the southern country. Do you want me to go out now and call your descendants?"

"No need. I have already become immortal, and now the remaining strand of soul is only temporarily awakened by borrowing your sea of ​​consciousness. It won't take long before it will dissipate."

Nanfeng Batian sighed slightly.

Then he turned his head and looked at Murong Jiuqing.

"...Girl baby. Since you have helped me fulfill my wish and brought me back to the forbidden area for burial, you are also the descendant of that old man Murong Zhan..."

"Tell me, what wish do you have, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Nanfeng Batian looked at Murong Jiuqing and said.

"desire?"

When Murong Jiuqing heard his words, she couldn't help being stunned.

"That's all."

Seeing Murong Jiuqing's expression, Nanfeng Batian sighed and waved to her.

"Let me see your strength first."

As Nanfeng Batian spoke, a ray of golden light popped out and shot towards Murong Jiuqing's meridians.

"Huh? Heavenly Spirit Vein."

He looked at Murong Jiuqing in surprise, and exclaimed quite unexpectedly.

The qualifications of the Murong family's juniors...

Really good to make people jealous.

"No, no, it's obviously a rare heavenly spirit vein, why is there almost no one with little spiritual power?"

When Nanfeng Batian said this, he looked at Murong Jiuqing very puzzled.

"Girl baby, did you betray the Murong family? Or did you do something rebellious and your spiritual power was crippled?"

As Nanfeng Batian spoke, he looked at Murong Jiuqing very puzzled.

"Betray Murong's family? Is it a big treason?"

The corner of Murong Jiuqing's mouth twitched fiercely.

She met Murong Batian's puzzled gaze.

Quickly shook his head and explained.

"Senior misunderstood. In fact, the younger generation's spiritual veins have been cut off since childhood and cannot cultivate. The reason why he entered the imperial forbidden area this time is to find the continuation spirit grass and reshape the spiritual veins."

"The spirit vein is cut off? Oh, no wonder it's so weak."

Nanfeng Batian nodded after listening to Murong Jiuqing's explanation, and said with a look of sudden realization.

"weak?"

Murong Jiuqing looked at the extremely contemptuous expression on Nanfeng Aotian's face.

I couldn't help but help my forehead for a while.

(End of this chapter)