Zongman: Starting from the same soul and twin body with General Lei Dian

"Brother?"

Looking back, Serra Selbeth asked suspiciously.

"Sister, are you sure you don't want to see the gift I brought back for you?"

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"Okay, what the hell did you bring?"

Serracelbeth let go of Regalzewa's hand helplessly, and joined Melvazoa to see what the other party was up to.

"What I brought back, of course - the will of His Majesty the Supreme...!!!"

Regal Zewa suddenly grinned.

The next moment, with Regal Zewa at the heart, the "virus" spreading with the highest authority on the internal network of the Mechanical Empire began to attack every independent individual in the entire Mechanical Empire indiscriminately.

All the mechanical life forms, together with Melvazoa and Serra Serbes, froze in place.

The spaceships on the star ring that were still taking off and landing turned off their engines one after another.

In every factory in the empire, the sound of roaring machinery slowly stopped.

(what's the situation--!?)

(What the hell is going on!? What happened!?)

He found that all the mechanical soldiers around him were in a state of standstill, and the disguised good god was so frightened that he almost didn't escape on the spot.

She was so frightened that she tried her best not to see any abnormalities, and together with the ordinary mechanical soldiers around her, she put on a look of disconnected thinking.

until--

"Huh? There are still thinking activities?"

"I see, the soul... huh!"

Under the incomparably terrified eyes of the Good God, Regal Zewa slowly looked in her direction Zero.

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goooooooooooo...

Accompanied by a murmur that sounded like a drowning person, the woman who obviously had a beautiful face that was not in her late teens, but had a perfectly mature body like a fresh peach, opened her eyes.

"woke up?"

What was heard in a daze was a pleasant male voice, the woman's drifting consciousness gradually gathered, and the scattered memories were sorted out after her thoughts came back online.

The "Good God" Leshan Trust realized his current situation.

She found herself locked in a spherical transparent container, which was filled with a transparent liquid, which could greatly suppress the divine power in her body, and combined with the various restraints attached to the container itself, she was now completely an ordinary person with no power to restrain her.

Floating in the container, Le Shan Trust looked up at Ning Qingxuan who was standing in front of him.

The beautiful eyes are filled with obvious surprise—organic life?

Although the "[-]" is out of the need for conquest, the mechanical empire occasionally produces mechanical soldiers whose appearance is indistinguishable from organic life or even human beings, Leshan Trust can tell that the man in front of him is not such a bionic person, But real organic life forms.

The liquid in the container began to drain slowly, and finally the container itself was also opened. There was no strands of hair on his body, and the Leshan Trust, who had completely exposed Gabriel's body that would have been ashamed to look at it, didn't care about himself at all. The gesture of being stared at by others did not even make any cover-up movements, but asked curiously and in a confused tone: "Who are you?"

"Before answering your question, let's get dressed first."

Ning Qingxuan casually wiped the jade pendant on her waist, and then a cloak fell on Leshan Trust.

Leshan Trust put the cloak on his body, but still opened his chest.

Ning Qingxuan: "...Don't you have any sense of shame?"

"Will I be ashamed to see my body?"

Leshan Trust tilted his head, although he didn't understand why Ning Qingxuan had such a reaction, he still tightened the cloak on his body.

Trying to get off the container that originally imprisoned his body, Leshan Trust, whose body was in a state of powerlessness because his divine power had not fully recovered, fell forward uncontrollably, and finally fell into Ning Qingxuan's arms.

"Sorry, Regal Zewa, that guy attacked your soul as soon as he found you. I didn't even have time to stop it. Are you not injured?"

Regal Zewa!

The name made Leshan Trust, who was hugged by Ning Qingxuan, shrink slightly, and his hands subconsciously grabbed his lapel.

"Who are you? What the hell is going on!?"

"Who am I, I think you should know - isn't it you who made the Bible God of the DXD world come to look for me?"

This answer made Leshan Trust stunned for a moment, then widened his eyes in surprise, and stared at Ning Qingxuan.

"You...you are the original light!?"

"Sure enough, it was your prophecy." Ning Qingxuan lowered her eyebrows, hugged Leshan Trust directly, took her to the chair at the side of the room and sat down, then stood in front of her, folded her arms and said, "I I have a lot of questions to ask you. Also, if possible, my name is Ning Qingxuan, don't call me the Primordial Light—Miss Good God Leshan Trust."

"I know, but before answering your question, can you tell me the situation outside now? Can you appear here, have those three guys been defeated by you?"

Leshan Trust spoke in a hurry, and his eyes could not help but glance out of the room while speaking.

If the three evil gods suddenly appeared now, they would definitely scare the high elf goddess into paleness, right?

Suppressing the idea of ​​letting the three evil gods kneeling outside appear to scare her, Ning Qingxuan nodded and said, "If you defeat it, you can say the same thing, or to be more precise, the EXE world mechanical evil god empire has now sworn allegiance to me."

Take an oath of allegiance to...

This unexpected answer made Leshan Trust open his mouth, and finally exclaimed: "As expected of you, you did even better than I thought!"

"So, now that I have answered your question, shouldn't it be your turn to explain to me now?"

"Ask any questions you have!"

The other party's candid attitude, as well as the reaction of easily believing Ning Qingxuan's words, made the Emperor of the Empire a little bit astonished.

"...Aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

"The plan of the original light is only known to me, the Holy Mother, and the child in the DXD world. If you can tell this plan, it proves that you will not lie."

Ning Qingxuan raised her eyebrows.

"Holy Mother?"

"Is it weird? Oh... I remembered." Leshan Trust suddenly realized the problem, "In the DXD world, it seems that she is shown to the outside world under the name of "Milk God"."

Gan!The Milk God is actually the Holy Mother God! ?

Well, this result is not surprising.

Ning Qingxuan nodded, and continued to ask along the topic: "I want to know, how did you predict me? How did you do it? What is the content of the prediction?"

This question is too important, the feeling of being predicted thousands of years in advance by a strong man is too bad for him as the emperor......

"Are you worried about something? Don't worry, if it's you, in fact, I didn't predict much."

Le Shan Trust seemed to see the hidden worry in Ning Qingxuan's heart. She smiled and turned her head, and there was still some wet gold on her cheek.

"I am the most powerful high elf goddess. Even so, I spent all my strength, even sacrificing my core of power, to barely predict that there will be a "rise of all lights" in the future and Defeat the three evil gods."

"This is the limit of what I can do..." At this point, Leshan Trust was a little discouraged, "I can't even see what I predicted, I just caught a glimpse of an incomparably bright flash, now I know Yes, that's you."

"After that, I almost lost all my strength, and was forced to disguise myself as an ordinary machine empire soldier and hide until today, otherwise I wouldn't be defeated so easily!"

Glaring over angrily, Leshan Trust seemed to be complaining.

Ning Qingxuan stared into Leshan Trust's eyes, and finally confirmed that she was not lying.

In other words, is the original light just a "part" of herself seen by the high elf goddess who was once so powerful that she could fight against the three evil gods?

Ning Qingxuan sighed.

"Your race, only you and the milk god are left now...cough cough, did I mean the Holy Mother God?"

"Yes."

There was no obvious sadness on Leshan Trust's face, as if tears had been shed in the past thousands of years.

"By the way, what are you going to do with this mechanical empire?"

"Do you have any idea?"

Leshan Trust bit his lip, and looked at Ning Qingxuan with some pleading eyes.

"If possible, can you allow me to replant the elf tree on this planet? That is the last seed I saved, the hope of our race, as long as the elf tree is planted, over time, new high elves will be born, and my race will return one day."

Ning Qingxuan was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

"Yes, but as a condition, the high elves, including you, will belong to the rule of Shenzhou from now on.".

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As the highest symbol of power in China, Suzaku Palace can be regarded as surrounding the emperor in a sense.

For a long time, the people of Zhuxia, no matter they are traffickers or pawns or high-ranking officials, have been accustomed to the situation where the emperor sits high in the hall, governs the world from north to south, governs the world from the palace, and the world is peaceful.

Therefore, when Ning Qingxuan, an incomprehensible emperor, left Suzaku Palace, it really made the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty feel extremely uncomfortable for quite a long time.

Although with the political system and system of Shenzhou, even without the emperor, the cabinet can manage the huge empire in an orderly manner, but the presence and absence of the emperor give people psychological hints are two completely different situations.

Fortunately, this kind of situation will definitely happen countless times in the future, and the courtiers of the new dynasty have to hold their noses to get used to this brand new situation.

Yazheng of the new dynasty!

It's not like sailing on dry land to play with ghosts and animals, at worst they think they are in Xujun.

Yang Xingshu, who was holding an exquisite porcelain bowl, maintained his usual squinting and smiling expression, looking at the officials in front of him who were discussing policies intensely, the old god sat on the ground, not expressing any opinions.

"So, this matter really needs to be decided by His Majesty in the end!"

At one point, an official slapped the table and spoke loudly.

"But His Majesty hasn't returned to the palace yet, I'm... hiss-!!!"

The other official, who was about to refute, suddenly changed his face slightly in the middle of his sentence, and then clutched his forehead in pain.

This scene immediately attracted the strange and subtle gazes of all his colleagues in the hall.