The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Zitongyue body shock, a pair of eyes suddenly lost focus, into the spiritual level of hypnosis.

"Who are you?" Asked ziqianmo.

"No... I remember." Zitongyue shook her head.

"The purple moon."

"I'm violet moon."

"You poisoned Ren Jing." Purple field a pair of light color beautiful eyes dangerous squint, voice cold, but like sea demon general full of bewitching.

"I'll poison Ren Shizi." The purple Tong month is dull way, "the medicine is I buy, the idea is also I give."

"Good." Ziqianmo nodded.

No accident, today Ren Jing should go to the prime minister's office to ask for a crime. At that time, someone has to admit his mistake and shoulder the responsibility.

"I'll turn myself in." The purple Tongyue answered cleverly.

Ziqianmo "pa" a, in her ear and played a loud finger: "you will forget to have seen me."

Zitongyue hung her head, turned very quietly and left the room of ziqianmo.

Mo Yan looked at what happened in front of him and asked, "what did you do to her?"

Miss seven just a look, there are a few words, let the purple Tongyue that for heaven and earth white lotus obediently carry the black pot, amazing!

"Mind control."

Ziqianmo replied.

He was the most imperial person she had ever seen in her long life.

Now that she has chosen him, there is nothing to hide.

Mo Yan's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly.

Mind control?

Never heard of it.

However, it can be seen that ziqianmo should have completely subverted the other party's spiritual world, even tampered with the other party's memory, making the other party become a puppet or a slave, which can only be manipulated by her.

But... Mental power?

Isn't that a rare thing for a fu master?

Mo Yan stares at the purple field, in a pair of sharp black pupil, suddenly burst out burning Brilliance: "Miss seven, you come with me."

He suddenly clasped her slender wrist, turned and went out.

"Where to?"

Ziqianmo was puzzled.

Mo Yan didn't answer. Instead, he picked her up with his feet on the ground. He jumped to the roof like a dragon, and then quickly flew to another roof.

Ziqianmo didn't feel anything wrong.

It's just flying.

Before she fell asleep, elder Phoenix, elder Kunpeng, elder rosefinch and uncle Canglong would often hold her and carry her around.

A big demon like her is only five thousand years old.

She was born as a demon king. She was born from the aura of heaven and earth. She is over 4900 years old and still a minor.

"Here we are."

Mo Yan stopped in front of a magnificent building. There were blue glazed tiles, a crimson gate, two powerful giant statues at the gate. On the lintel of the gate, there was a gilded plaque with three clerical characters of "test hall".

On the face of purple Qian Mo, there was a strange color: "you take me to test my talent?"

She inherited the memory of the original owner.

The seventh lady of the prime minister's mansion was born without elixir. She was a waste who could not gather Qi and practice. From the moment she was born, her fate has been decided, that is, as a warm bed tool, she will marry with a big family in the future.

There is no Dantian, and naturally there is no need to test talent.

From small to large, the original owner never entered the family's test hall. Because, no qualification.