Yue Qingchen casually pressed the red head back.

Then, he put on another mask and changed his voice.

Her fingertips moved quietly.

A ray of light appeared, and a faint vortex emerged in front of her.

Above the whirlpool, a figure suddenly emerged.

"Master of Beixian Palace! Master of Palace! Please help me!!"

The anxious voice came through the whirlpool.

At the other end of the whirlpool, Yue Qingchen wore a mask and moved his brows invisibly.

"It's you, what's the matter?"

Fenghua on the other side seems to be in despair.

"Your Excellency, High Priest Rong is dissatisfied with me now. What should I do?"

Fenghua's eyes were filled with tears, and she was crying and murmuring.

Yue Qingchen sat casually on the chair and raised her eyes lazily, "Oh? Really?"

Fenghua gritted his teeth, not caring about anything else, and just continued to speak hastily.

"Master of the Palace, High Priest Rong is very afraid of your Beixian Palace. I believe that you must have a way to help me."

Now, in Fenghua's heart, this mysterious Lord of Beixian Mansion is like a god.

No one can match him!!

"How do you want me to help you?" Yue Qingchen said again.

The low and hoarse voice passed through the whirlpool and the communication talisman to Fenghua's side.

Fenghua frowned.

She wanted to say that she wanted Beixian Mansion to come forward and tell Archpriest Rong that she was his.

In this way, High Priest Rong will definitely look at the Palace Master's face and not dare to do anything wrong to him.

Who would have thought...

From the other side of the whirlpool, the deep and hoarse voice rose again——

"Could it be that you want High Priest Rong to die??"

As soon as these words came out, Fenghua's heart was immediately shaken up!!

"Let her die...?" She took two steps back in shock, her voice horrified.

Yue Qingchen continued to speak softly:

"Want her to die? It's not impossible."

Fenghua's breath suddenly stopped.

Even though she is already extremely weak and dying.

Hearing this at this moment, his face still shone with great brilliance.

She clenched her fists tightly.

The whole heart is lifted.

She never thought that she would let High Priest Rong die.

But now, once I have this idea, I can no longer hold it back.

The seeds of desire take root and sprout little by little in the bottom of my heart.

Yes……

As long as High Priest Rong dies, no one in this world can control her anymore.

She is the legitimate goddess of beauty.

Being able to enjoy all the glory, wealth and supremacy alone.

She raised her head.

Even across the whirlpool.

Yue Qingchen still heard the excitement and trembling in Fenghua's voice.

"Yes! I want her to die!! Lord Beixian Palace, please... help me! I want her to die without a burial place!"

The excited voice went from disbelief at first to madness in the end.

Yue Qingchen sat back on the chair, a dark light emerged from her eyes.

She knew it.

This elegance will surprise you.

She raised her head and tapped her fingers rhythmically on the table beside her.

After a moment, he said: "Okay, I will help you, but the premise is that you must cooperate with my master."

Fenghua's excitement became more and more obvious.

She smiled brightly and beautifully.

He had no idea how embarrassed he looked at the moment.

"Of course, I will definitely cooperate with you."

"……"concubine?

Fenghua may have seen the stunned expression of the person opposite him, so he smiled coquettishly again.

"When this matter is over, I will be yours, and I will do whatever you want from now on..."

"..."

Yue Qingchen couldn't help but pull her lips.

There was a wave in my stomach.

She took a breath and said: "Okay, you said, let me handle it when the time comes..."

Fenghua smiled.

His face was full of flattery.

Yue Qingchen: "...Tomorrow, you come here to see the master of this palace, and the master of this palace will tell you carefully what to do."

Yue Qingchen said, leaving an address.

Without waiting for the other side of the whirlpool, the woman continued to pose.

Yue Qingchen couldn't bear it anymore and anxiously closed the communication talisman.

She took two deep breaths before she completely calmed down.

"His grandma, I almost spit it out!!!" Xinghun's voice, like thunder, exploded in Yue Qingchen's mind.

Yue Qingchen couldn't help but shake her head.

He said softly: "Calm down..."

Xinghun was so shocked that he cursed angrily.

"I have never seen such a shameless person! However, Lord Spiritual Master, she has never even seen your face, how come she is obsessed with you?"

Yue Qingchen snorted softly.

"She is ambitious."

"She is a pawn of Rong Jing, but she is not willing to be this pawn. She is not infatuated with me, but wants to use me in her current status to help her get rid of Rong Jing."

Xinghun was a little stunned.

After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration towards Yue Qingchen.

"But she never thought that she was the one being taken advantage of."

"Lord Spirit Master, this move is so cruel!!!"

Yue Qingchen casually picked off the leaves from a spiritual plant in front of the window.

He said casually——

"To deal with some people, you should use some extraordinary means..."

"But...she is just a chess piece. The one who plays the chess in the end is the one who really wants to break through."

Xinghun whispered, "Yes, that High Priest Rong is indeed difficult to deal with."

Yue Qingchen's eyebrows deepened as she slowly stepped outside——

Whispering softly in the mouth...
To be continued...