Is the villain crazy? He really made the empress into a puppet?

"Not a dream! My Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor has been reborn! "

Mingyang Celestial Domain, Southern Region, Zhang Family, it turned out to be the doglegged power of Mingyang Female Emperor."

"Female Emperor Mingyang, you, a slut, caused this emperor's body to be shattered and his soul was severely damaged, have you ever thought that this emperor will be reborn?"

Zhang Feiyang muttered, and his eyes burst out with essence.

The memories fused, and he began to gradually take control of this body.

The original divine soul has been replaced by the remnant soul of the Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor.

The Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor was the lord of a great road that crisscrossed heaven and earth a hundred years ago, and once founded the Ghost Hand Heaven Domain.

It's a pity that I met the woman of the Mingyang Female Emperor, who was killed by the female emperor's palm, and a wisp of remnant soul was involved in the space countercurrent and escaped.

The Ghost Hand Heavenly Domain was naturally annexed by the female emperor.

And his remnant soul floated in the spatial countercurrent for hundreds of years, until he was hit by a colorful fragment not long ago, only to get rid of the spatial countercurrent and descend on Zhang Feiyang's body.

"The cultivation of the mortal realm, the qualification is only a mortal man, and the meridians of the body are blocked by seven or eight percent, and they deserve to be reduced to waste firewood."

"It's just a waste of firewood, actually indulged in wine, seventeen years old, the body is about to be hollowed out, a short life!"

"But it doesn't matter, now that the body is controlled by Ben Di, all this can be easily changed."

"But this time it's really interesting, it's actually the doglegged power of the Mingyang female emperor, but you can use this to hide your identity, accumulate thick and thin, and finally take revenge on the female emperor!"

Zhang Feiyang has completely integrated the memories of his previous life, with the memories of the Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor, isn't it easy to turn over against the wind and change his life against the sky?

It's hard for you to do it at all.

Thinking about it, Zhang Feiyang's expression flew up like his name.

The feeling of being above ten thousand people and staring at the world is back!

"Zhang Feiyang, you slept in the morning class again?"

At this moment, a shouting sound spread, which immediately made Zhang Feiyang's face stiffen, and a strong fear rose in his heart.

What's going on?

He looked ahead, and a silhouette slowly approached.

The girl is about seventeen or eight years old, wearing a goose yellow warrior suit, her face is white, her willow eyebrows are starry, and her body is full of fierce aura.

With short and capable hair and a casual ponytail, he exudes youthful vitality.

On top of that powerful suit, there were still a little blood stains, as if he had just returned from a bath of blood, and the killing intent was faintly appearing.

Zhang Feiyang subconsciously opened his eyes, and his heart rushed out of admiration uncontrollably.

But this trace of affection was quickly suppressed by fear, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at the girl.

"What's the situation? The obsession of the original owner?

Zhang Feiyang realized it at this time and quickly understood.

Taking the sacrifice and rebirth, obsession is the first thing to solve, it seems that this emperor can not be careless.

But a little obsession, it can be solved.

Adoring your cousin, but not having the guts to pursue it, this is the deepest obsession?

Zhang Feiyang couldn't help but laugh secretly, just a woman, this emperor came out, not a hand-to-hand capture?

Rest assured.

That obsession seemed to have gained confidence, and then slowly fell silent.

"Sister Light Dust, have you come back from training? Wow, is your cultivation already a top-grade saint? "

It's amazing, Sister Light Dust, you have already thrown off the other disciples of the family far behind."

The surrounding teenagers no longer paid attention to Zhang Feiyang, and soon gathered in front of the beautiful girl.

The girl's name is Zhang Qianchen, which seems to be a male name, and she has also been cultivated as a boy since she was a child, and she has always shown people with short hair.

Capable of killing, he has been in and out of the mountains since he was a child, and soon stood out from the Zhang family.

After this experience, her cultivation also stepped into the Shangpin Saint Venerable, which can be regarded as the first person of the younger generation of the Zhang family.

Naturally, it attracted a lot of admiration, including Zhang Feiyang.

Zhang Qianchen said lightly: "Thanks to the old ancestor stepping into immortality. "

As it is, it seems that one more word is wasted.

She walked out of the crowd, came to Zhang Feiyang's side, and taught: "This is the last time, and next time, the trial field will have no place for you."

"I'll catch up with you soon." Zhang Feiyang suddenly snorted.

Zhang Qianchen smiled lightly, not caring about this bragging words.

She went directly, like a gust of wind, but it made Zhang Feiyang involuntarily clench his fists.

Don't look at it with your eyes?

Am I just that unbearable?

Hey? No, no, no, this is still that kid's obsession!

The Ghost Hand Heavenly Emperor was annoyed, but he couldn't do anything for the time being.

After Zhang Qianchen left, the trial field broke out into laughter again, which naturally went towards Zhang Feiyang.

"Catch up with Sister Light Dust? Dream, you trash! Everyone

thought it was boring, and when it was time for class, they all dispersed.

As for Zhang Feiyang, he didn't care.

Laugh now, and in a few days Ben will let you know how ignorant you are.

Holy Lord? Is it strong? At the peak of this emperor, it was the realm of the avenue!

A bunch of stupid stuff, waiting to be slapped in the face.

......

At the same time, Zhang Qianchen returned to his inner room.

As soon as the goose yellow power suit is taken off, the graceful body seems to be shrouded in fluorescence, delicate and straight, exuding endless charm.

She casually spoke, plain clothes on the upper body, shaking her head, her short hair casually draped over her shoulders, still looking competent.

Not long after, there was a knock outside the door.

"Come in." Zhang Qianchen said lightly, his eyes calm.

A maid came and reported: "Miss, the elder explained the banquet for the day, and the younger generation of the other families will be handed over to you to entertain."

"Got it." Zhang Qianchen nodded, expecting this.

After all, she is the first person of the young generation of the Zhang family, and she has experienced the world, so she naturally copes with this occasion easily.

"Chunxiang, do you know who the Nangong family sent over?"

Zhang Qianchen's face was indifferent, and there were a few strange rays of light in the depths of his eyes.

A figure then appeared in her mind.

"Miss, I heard that it is Nangong Junchen." The maid replied respectfully.

"Is it really him?"

Zhang Qianchen muttered, she couldn't forget the picture of Nangong Junchen coming to the door to ask for a kiss a few years ago.

It is a big joke that an incomparably cowardly, lecherous, and meritless gentleman wants to marry her.

If it weren't for the background of the Nangong family, she would have directly abolished Nangong Junchen at that time.

Naturally, she did not show Nangong Junchen a good face at that time, and in front of everyone, she mercilessly refused Nangong Junchen's offer.

After that, she never saw Nangong Junchen again.

Until more than two months ago, the marriage contract between Nangong Junchen and Mu Xian'er spread.

Until the battle between Nangong Junchen and Ye Chen spread.

She only paid attention to Nangong Junchen again, as if she had lost her eyes at the beginning?

Nangong Junchen, this gentleman, also has a time to turn over?

Sometimes she can't help but think that what she rejects is actually a piece of gold, shining in other places.

There is always a feeling of discomfort in it.

So for Nangong Junchen, her curiosity naturally climbed up gradually.