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Chapter 113 Qingmei, your emotional intelligence has dropped! 【2 more】(1/3)

Feeling groggy, Jun Muzhen felt as if she was in a void of darkness, her consciousness was not very clear, and the spiritual platform was also very blurry.

Looking around, there is no edge in sight.

As far as the eye could see, there was only black.

The only few lights are the stars in this void.

But the stars seemed to be about to fall, and they were shaking constantly.

Occasionally, a stream of light falls from the sky, and I don’t know where it falls.

Before Jun Muzhen could see where this place was, she felt the temperature around her begin to rise.

It's like the east wind blowing, warm as spring.

But this state did not last long, and the temperature continued to rise, beyond the range that people could bear.

Jun Muqian didn't know why, but she couldn't leave, which made her a little anxious.

She walked around impatiently in this void of darkness, but still could not lower the high temperature.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally noticed a cool breath.

This cool breath gave Jun Muqian a sense of familiarity, and she walked there without any hesitation.

Suddenly, the heat disappeared.

She was very satisfied: "It's so cool..."

Jun Muqian thought like this and fell into a deep sleep again.

Little did she know that in the real world at this moment, she did something she didn't even dare to do in her dreams——

She boldly dragged the man in scarlet clothes standing on the shore into the pool.

She didn't know that she regarded the person in front of her as an ice cube.

**

Rong Qing looked at the purple-clothed woman in front of him and fell silent for a moment.

She didn't know what she was dreaming about, but she looked very happy.

Like a drunk little fox, charming and a little cute.

The mist is shrouded and the water vapor is hazy.

But still unaware of it, Jun Muqian slept peacefully.

Rong Qing's expression did not change much, but if you look carefully, you can see that there is a faint red halo behind his ears.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Jun Muqian, then quietly raised his hand, preparing to stand up and leave.

At this time, Jun Muqian was anxious, and she was a little angry: "Bingcube, don't run away!"

At this moment, the cool breath ran away from her consciousness.

So I immediately stepped forward and chased after him.

Then, she snorted: "This ice cube is pretty good."

Then, he fell asleep again.

Seeing Jun Muqian like this, Rong pressed his eyebrows lightly, feeling that he might need to know more about her.

When he was drunk, he thought he was an egg, but when he fell asleep, what did he think of him?

Ice cubes?

Where does it look like an ice cube?

Rong slightly shook his head and let the little fox stay here.

The water in the pool is rippling, and the white smoke is slowly dancing.

The garland is lush and green, like a painting with splashes of ink.

At this moment, except for the gentle breathing, all other sounds became silent.

Rong Qing raised a hand and pressed Jun Muzhen's head.

He was wondering whether he should keep a round-haired pet as well.

Birds are so annoying, but foxes seem to be pretty good.

Well, like her.

Cunning, but often foolish.

**

Jun Muxian didn't know that she was compared to a fox by her beauty.

Because at this time, the black nothingness in front of her eyes changed.

It was no longer a borderless darkness, but turned into masses of light and shadow, beginning to float.

And in the light and shadow, some pictures appeared.

Some things on the picture were familiar to her, and some were indeed things she had never seen before.

This is……

Jun Muqian narrowed his eyes and had some realization in his heart.

She walked towards the first light and shadow, and suddenly discovered that the scene played there was actually the scene of the original owner of her body being beaten severely before she came into this world.

Moreover, as if she were looking at a floating shadow, she could also hear the sounds coming from inside.

The thin little girl had her chin pinched by a disciple. Although her eyes were hazy, she didn't say a word and didn't shed a single tear.

"You said this blood-glazed jade pendant was given to you by Junior Sister Wanying?" He sneered, "That's ridiculous. Who do you think you are? It's just a dog of Junior Sister Wanying. You must have stolen this thing.

Coming!"

Other disciples also agreed: "That's right, Junior Sister Wanying treats you so well, but you still steal from her. This is an unforgivable crime!"

"Hit! Beat this little bastard to death!"

"Let her know that waste is waste after all, and she will never be able to turn around in her lifetime!"

The disciples rushed forward in a hurry, without using any spiritual power, they just punched and kicked him.

After a while, the little girl was beaten with bruises all over her body and was dying.

They hurriedly dispersed until General Chen was about to arrive.

After recalling Ye Wanying's previous instructions, she immediately confirmed that this was the daughter of the head of Xingluo Sect.

General Chen did not doubt his presence and took the little girl back to resume his duties.

Mu Qian eventually died because of this.

But what made Jun Muqian's pupils shrink suddenly was that after "she" died, she didn't come back to life at all.

And Rong Qing... didn't appear either. What appeared was another person he had never seen before.

The same regent's pavilion, but not the same regent's pavilion owner.

That person ordered "her" to be buried directly. After hastily setting up a grave for "her", he immediately issued an order to exterminate the Star Luo Sect.

However, Xingluo Sect was well prepared and cooperated with Da Qian Li Ying Wai to kill all the troops sent by Tianlin Dynasty.

The Tianlin Dynasty was defeated and became the territory of the Daqian Dynasty.

Jun Muqian saw that Ye Tianbei had been awarded many titles and became the only king with a different surname in Daqian.

Ye Wanying looked at Luo Lingjun tenderly and said, "Brother Luo, we can finally be together."

Luo Lingjun's expression was unclear, but he could still tell that he was smiling.

This time, Fufeng did not come back, and the legend of spiritual roots was no longer in the world.

The scene turned very fast, and several years flew by.

After that, the territory of Daqian expanded again and again, swallowing up almost all the surrounding small countries.

Jun Muqian looked at it and was suddenly stunned.

This Daqian was not the Daqian she knew. The prince was not Lou Xingxun, but the son of a concubine favored by King Daqian.

Because Lou Xingxun died long ago.

He died on his bed, and no one knows how he died.

All that is known is that he did not die at the end of his life. There were no wounds on his body when he died.

Moreover, it was as if the spiritual energy in his body had been drained, and even his Dantian shriveled up.

Although King Daqian was deeply saddened, he soon forgot the pain of losing his son under the Queen's persuasion.

Later, he completely forgot that he had such an eldest son.

However, it is not over yet.
To be continued...
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