Rong Xian rolled her eyes under her nose and asked slowly: "Are you very idle?"

Cang Tian hummed, "I'm very busy, and I'm here to see how you, a little unconscience, are doing."

Rong Xian bent the corners of her mouth, shook the chains on her wrists and body, and said calmly: "As you can see, I am a prisoner now."

Heaven: "..." The prisoner is a prisoner. Can you conquer your swaying tone first?!

It whispered in his heart for a long time, and then gloated and said: "You deserve it now."

Rong Xian lowered her eyes, and her whole body inexplicably gave people a sense of sadness.

This look made the sky feel a little embarrassed, even though it knew that this little little illegitimate was pretending.

Cangtian coughed lightly and asked with some confidence: "Do you want to help you unlock it?"

Rong Xian's face was shy and her tone was as light as Baishui: "Don't do extra things."

Now everything is following her plan, and she doesn't want to get into trouble at this moment.

Cang Tian: "..." This is really #hot face and cold ass#.

It snorted twice indignantly, completely disappearing in Rong Xian's perception.

Rong Xian ignored its departure. She glanced at the chains that imprisoned her, raised the corners of her mouth, making the smile on her face look gentler and sincere, but the dark eyes quickly passed through a dark light.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and said carelessly, "Wu Zun, I am waiting for you to rule the world."

It would be better to have a meal under the eyes of Tiandao.

Her eyes darkened, and she pulled most of her consciousness away.

Zhao and Jiang have lost their generals, and who else can resist the Rong army?

Outside, Yun Zun heard Rong Xian's voice and looked arrogant and arrogant.

Dominate the world?!

Ho! She will reach it soon.

When Rong Yang, who was holding Rong Huan's hand tightly, his heart sank straight into the bottom of the valley when he paired the arrogant and ambitious eyes.

This is not the Queen Mother!

It's Wu Zun.

Wu Zun appeared, where did the Queen Mother go?

A bad guess flashed through Rong Yang's heart, making him feel as painful as if he was digging his bones and burning his heart.

Could it be that the Queen Mother has been hiding in that body, waiting for the opportunity to regain her body, but she had to be exposed because she saw that he was in danger?

Although this is a guess, Rong Yang has to admit that this is the guess that is closest to the facts.

Thinking about Yun Zun's character, he dared not imagine the current situation of the Queen Mother.

At this moment, Rong Yang did not feel any joy of being loved by the Queen Mother, but felt so uncomfortable.

He would rather the Queen Mother never take him seriously, and would rather the Queen Mother ignore his life and death, as long as the Queen Mother could survive.

His mother queen is the calm and elegant person who acts brightly and brightly, not the now annoying Wuzun.

On the side, Rong Huan saw his eyebrows and eyes were filled with pain, his eyes were dull, his eyes flashed, and he said seriously: "Second Prince, it is a taboo to be distracted on the battlefield. Are you planning to die in this way to give the throne to me?"

Speaking of this, she smiled and said, "For the sake of your efforts to send me to the sky, if you really lose your life, I will make you the king."

Rong Yang's face turned black, and a feeling of grief choked on his throat, and a feeling of powerlessness rose.

He retorted: "The emperor's throne is not to worry about, and I am sure to win it."

As he spoke, he was stunned, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Yes, he can ascend to the throne, use the dragon energy to deprive Wu Zun of his soul and save his mother.

And becoming an emperor, he can do too many things.

At least it can make Wu Zun, who hurt the mother emperor, die without a place to bury him.

Rong Yang clenched his fists and said word by word as if he was swearing: "I am sure to win the throne."

He should consider winning over imperial officials and prepare to overthrow Wuzun.

Let’s start with Grandpa Zongzheng first.

Rong Huan, who took his expression into his eyes: "..."

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She snorted coldly, this unfilial son! He wanted to rebel and dreamed in the daytime!

A big prince is enough.

However, Prince Rong Er's will was not diverted by her.

Putting aside the battlefield, Rong Xian's main soul felt relieved to leave his body, and his consciousness woke up in the Western Pole.

Flying out of the weeds, Rong Xian's face was as deep as water.

She vaguely had the illusion of #shotting herself in the foot#.

No matter how you raise a good place, your son will rebel.

She would never admit that it was her restless bloodline that made the mess of her, nor did she admit that it was all her doing it.

She took the blame for taking Zong Zhengling out of her anger, thinking that Zong Zhengism had ruined her child.

She looked at the sky and sighed: "It's really a person who knows his face but not his heart."

She pulled her sleeves, blocking her helpless and sad cheeks, and said in a heartbreaking tone: "Who could have thought that Zong Zheng, who has always been honest and honest, had a wolfish ambition, sowed the relationship between Wuer and me, and instigated him to rebel. It's really wolfish ambition, wolfish ambition!"

The only audience: "..."

"Donor, are you having a nightmare?" Buddha asked with a wooden face.

The female donor's good performance made his heart tremble, and he always had a bad premonition.

"Little monk, I haven't seen you for a long time." Rong Xian said hello with great knowledge, as if he didn't notice the complicated expression of the Buddhist son.

The Buddha's son bowed his head and murmured, "Amitabha, the female donor just slept for less than a day." We have only seen it before.

Rong Xian pretended that he didn't hear what he meant at all, looked down at the book in his hand, and blinked and asked, "Little Monk, do you want to recite scriptures?"

The Buddha sat cross-legged and said with a gentle expression: "I am ready to recite."

Rong Xian was very curious: "It's still early, you are very diligent in doing morning classes so early."

The Buddha smiled slightly, which was quite charming as the Buddha smiled with flowers.

He said: "I recite a sutra of rebirth, and the donor of the spring will be reborn."

Rong Xian was not at all displeased or angry at being offended. There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she lowered her head and tidied her sleeves. Her every move was elegant and graceful, and she had a natural aura.

This is the momentum of a high-ranking person.

The scriptures that the Buddha's son was talking about were suppressed by Rong Xian's momentum and could not speak out a word.

After Rong Xian sorted out herself, her eyes fell on the Buddha's son and pretended to say, "Huh? The little monk has finished chanting the sutra? Why didn't I hear a single sentence?"

Before the Buddhist son could answer, she clenched her fist with her right hand and smashed it into the palm of her left hand. She suddenly realized, "I understand, this is what you Buddhists say, "The Dharma does not spread to the six ears"; right!"

She raised her head and looked at the Buddhist son with a hint of pride.

Buddhist son: "..."You must be beaten to death because you are too owed to your mouth!

The Buddhist son held the Buddhist scriptures tightly and almost crushed them.

The blue veins on his forehead jumped, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, and finally barely suppressed the roar.

He had a blue face, and he paused word by word as if he had squeezed out from his teeth: "The female donor is knowledgeable and knows that "the law does not pass on to Liu Er";."

Rong Xian put on a modest expression and said hypocritically: "If you know more, you will not be accidentally criticized by others."
Chapter completed!