If, given such a good opportunity, the Emperor is still so manic and does not get rid of this mess, and people continue to feel the absurdity of his later years, then there is really no cure.

"Thank you, Concubine Yin!" Priest Wu Si quickly knelt down to thank her.

"You don't need to thank me. Your strategy is very effective. It not only loses a hot potato, but also wins glory for Xuanting. This is your first contribution." Concubine Daoyin said quietly.

"You made this plan with great courage. In terms of merit, naturally the empress is the greatest!" the witch priest said flatteringly.

"Okay, step back." Concubine Dao Yin waved her hand.

"yes!"

The sorcerer priest was overjoyed and in a very good mood. He quickly bowed and backed away, as if he had reached the peak of his life, and his body suddenly became lighter.

But soon, when he thought that bitch Li Tianming was still alive and was showing off again, he felt itchy with hatred.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Mad! Neither the Imperial Clan ghosts nor the Tomb of Gods Cult are willing to deal with this hot potato at the same time as the other party. We will deal with it at one moment, and the Tomb of Gods Cult will deal with it at another. If this kid survives and grows in this gap, in the end both sides will be able to deal with it.

If you can’t handle it, it will be disgusting!”
Chapter completed!