The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today

Huan Jun hugged Mei Xueyi horizontally and walked down the Star Picking Platform.

His injured right hand had been bandaged by him.

She was leaning against his chest, her right hand held firmly in front of her, a strange little emotion surging in her heart.

The black silk had been torn from his close-fitting undershirt, carrying his body temperature and scent. His breath was in direct contact with her wound, stained with her blood, giving a strange and lingering feeling. Invading each other, you have me, I have you.

As if they were more intimate than when they were in love.

She looked away uncomfortably away from the hand. Looking down the black jade railing, I saw that the battle in Kyoto was coming to an end, and the sporadic resistance of the Jinling people was quickly annihilated, and on the big ice field outside the city, the cavalry of the Wei Kingdom was like a sharp blade, cutting mercilessly. Jinling infantry formation.

Jinling was defeated like a mountain, and the guards were destroyed.

"Your Majesty's soldiers are very powerful." Mei Xueyi glanced at the Jinling people who had fallen like reaping wheat, and said, "I wish Qin Ji good luck and don't die in the chaos of the army."

Wei Jinchao laughed softly, and said in a negative way: "She's good fortune when she dies."

"If you die, you won't know who the adulterer is!" Mei Xueyi frowned, "Listen to Liu Xiaofan, that's a great guy."

"Qin Ji may not know. It doesn't matter, everyone will die." He looked indifferent.

Seeing that he didn't know how powerful he was, Mei Xueyi couldn't help raising her hand and gestured: "If it's that kind of great cultivator who can wave his sleeves in midair and slam your entire capital with a bang, what should we do? People like that, we don't even have the chance to spend money!"

He freed one hand, grabbed her fumbling wrist, and put it back on his chest.

The ice-cold, slender and beautiful fingers hug her like cold jade locks snow fat.

"The queen is worrying too much. The easiest thing in this world is to spend money." He said, "You really don't know the sufferings of the world!"

Mei Xueyi: "..." Was she talking about spending money?

After closing her eyes and feeling good, she said gloomily, "Liu Xiaofan will definitely tip off the news, Your Majesty, otherwise, let's escape into the mountains for refuge."

"It's okay, someone is watching her."

"Huh?" Mei Xueyi's eyes widened suddenly, and she wondered, "Who can keep an eye on a cultivator who knows how to use swords?"

"Take care."

Mei Xueyi looked at him dully: "...Guanxi?"

Her dazed expression greatly pleased him.

Doting light flashed in his black eyes, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked up: "I promised him to take care of the treasury, and I took him to see it, and he resigned and was willing to do things for me."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

The cultivator of Jindan Dzogchen! Does a job of guarding the storeroom satisfy him? Could it be that every person who does not like to deal with people has his own unique hobbies?

Mei Xueyi couldn't help but begin to doubt her life.

The battle under the Star Zhan is over, and the battlefield has yet to be cleaned up.

Wei Jinzhao hugged her and stepped on the ground in a pool of blood without hesitation, just like crossing a threshold, stepping over the corpse in front of him.

He covered her face with his sleeves, the faint fragrance that belonged to him invaded her sense of smell, and she was in a trance like walking in the back garden.

He took her straight back to Chaomu Palace and sent her into the hot soup pool.

He tied the injured hand with a ribbon around the back of his neck to prevent it from touching the water.

Qingtian hugged him so naked in the daytime, and shared the Qiongchi pool, Mei Xueyi's face was quite unbearable.

Arms wrapped around his shoulders and neck like she was wrapped around him.

Even if she was embarrassed to stare at him, out of the corner of the eye would inevitably catch glimpses. He is extremely thin and bony, but the whole body looks very beautiful, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long arms, and when he exerts force, he can see a thin layer of muscle under the pale skin.

There are calluses on her hands, which were specially rubbed for her.

Like the most precious collection, he picked up the water bit by bit and carefully washed her hair, face, neck... The movements were gentle and swaying.

His eyes darkened and deepened.

Extreme restraint.

Mei Xueyi couldn't help but ask him, "Why does Your Majesty know that Liu Xiaofan so well, and even know what she is going to say - didn't His Majesty have dealt with the monks directly in the previous life?"

Her heart beat faster involuntarily.

He returned to his senses, his eyes were withdrawn from her body, and he looked into her eyes: "I have seen too many naked desires, even if they are put on human skin, those thoughts are still clear at a glance."

"So guess what?" she asked.

He curled the corners of his lips, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were inadvertently filled with indifference: "Guess it takes effort. That kind of thing is also worth worrying about? It's just to see through it at a glance."

Mei Xueyi: "...Your Majesty hates Liu Xiaofan?"

"Not worthy of my disgust."

Mei Xueyi lowered her head, avoided his gaze, and focused her gaze on his clear collarbone, and asked indifferently, "Why don't you like it? Appearance? Temperament?"

That 'Liu Xiaofan', who lives in the Flying Fire Sword Sect, has the exact same face as her previous life... So, if we meet in a different way, Wei Jinchao should have this attitude towards her. He was ill, and the only medicine that could cure him was Mei Xueyi.

A cold finger lifted her chin.

She quickly covered the strange color in her eyes and stared at him with a smile.

"The queen is sad," he said in a calm and determined tone.

Mei Xueyi laughed: "How could it be? Your Majesty doesn't like other women, why should I be sad. I'm not a virtuous queen, and I have to persuade Your Majesty to spread the branches."

"Don't be sad." He looked deeply into her eyes, "What I want is you, only you. I can recognize you even when you turn to ashes."

Mei Xueyi: "I don't believe it."

Her voice unconsciously took on a three-point coldness.

Who is she? She is a terrifying devil who has practiced the great art of removing the blood of demons. She is a monster that is falling apart every moment, from body to soul. Turn into ashes, you know? It's ridiculous.

"Why don't you believe it?" he asked.

She raised her hand, plucked a hair around her fingers, then reached out and stole a silky black hair from him.

"Go to the pool."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, picked her up, and stepped on the water to the edge of Qiongchi.

Mei Xueyi put their hair on the jade lotus lamp by the pool and lit it.

"Your Majesty, which cluster of ashes is mine?"

Wei Jinchao: "..."

She said with a sullen face: "Such unrealistic love words are meaningless."

He looked at her for a while.

She was obviously sullen, but his expression became more and more pleasant.

"The queen has taught me a lesson!" He solemnly lowered his head to admit his mistake, "If you talk about love in the future, you will definitely get it right, and you won't cause the queen to misunderstand again."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

"Queen." He bowed down, touched her nose with the tip of his nose, and tilted his head slightly, "I want to kiss you, you at this moment."

Before she could agree, his lips fell.

Not that kind of purposeful kiss, but gentle, close, patient and meticulous.

Soft as a gust of wind, or a ray of moonlight.

After touching it for a moment, he slowly straightened up.

Mei Xueyi muttered: "Has your majesty ever thought, I don't have the past in my memory, so I didn't fight the enemy with your majesty, and I didn't live and die with majesty. If you want to go deeper... …”

She raised her eyes to look at him, and she could feel her eyes twinkling.

She said meaningfully: "Your Majesty is really sure that I am the Mei Xueyi you want?"

"Of course it's you. Only you." He leaned down and pecked her forehead, his voice was low, "The queen forgot about me, the reason is this Liu Xiaofan."

Mei Xueyi's breathing stagnated.

"I'll help you find out the reason!" He wrapped her whole body around his chest, "Don't be afraid, I have everything."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

If you really find out the reason, I am afraid that the most terrible one is him.

But she also wanted to know, what is the relationship between herself and this 'Liu Xiaofan'?

Afterwards, when I thought back to the various things on the Star Picking Stage, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that Liu Xiaofan was not like him.

Liu Xiaofan knew that it was not easy to faint, but at that time she was so nervous that she broke into a cold sweat and her hands were shaking, but she still chose to take a risk and assassinate him. At that moment, what Mei Xueyi saw in Liu Xiaofan's eyes was ambition. Killing Wei Jinchao seems to be very attractive.

Although Mei Xueyi is a big devil, she is actually very clear that she has no ambitions. She cherishes her life very much and never takes risks for any benefit.

As for killing all the way to the top... that's really not her problem. She hoped that the years would be quiet, but it was a pity that others did not give her a chance.

At this point, Liu Xiaofan is not like her. In a situation like today, she ran away early.

While she was contemplating, Wei Jinchao skillfully carried her out of the soup pool, dried her body, put on a comfortable middle coat, and then gently wiped her hair.

There are guards to report.

Qin Ji was captured alive and shouted to see King Wei.

Wei Jinchao said with a good temper: "Ask Zhao Runru's biological father's identity, and then behead him."

"Yes!" The guard bowed and stepped back.

Mei Xueyi raised her eyebrows to look at him: "Qin Ji would never have imagined that honest confession would be a dead end."

Wei Jinchao chuckled: "She can't tell."

Mei Xueyi thought about it too. That person was a big man. It was outrageous to go to the mortal world to have an affair with a married woman. How could he tell others his true identity?

"So Your Majesty wants to let Qin Ji go?" she asked.

His smile was even gentler: "If you refuse to confess, you will be punished by Ling Chi."

Mei Xueyi understood. This is to avenge the queen of the previous life.

To be the enemy of this tyrant is also very happy-death is very happy, because there is no room for mercy.

He couldn't even see each other, and his fate had been arranged clearly by him.

In the evening of this day, after Mei Xueyi accompanies Duan Jun to use up an expensive dinner with unknown ingredients, he leads him to the imperial garden.

Looking at the fading twilight light from the west, Mei Xueyi was a little puzzled: "Seeing flowers at night, Your Majesty is really special."

"Just for you."

He was in a hurry and took her for a walk on the corridor before walking towards the imperial garden.

From a distance, Mei Xueyi saw a faint white light behind the round door.

"This is……"

He smiled lightly, hugged her, and strode into the door.

A hallucinatory light rushed towards him, Mei Xueyi couldn't help holding her breath, and her fingers clenched Wei Jinzong unconsciously.

For a moment, she could hardly describe the scene in front of her.

There are no lights in the imperial garden.

This layer of milky white brilliance comes from the grass, wood and flowers in the garden.

It's like transparent and luminous snowflakes laying in the garden, outlining the shape of each flower.

Every plant in the garden emits a soft but bright white light, and when the wind blows, this layer of white light seems to be alive, swaying gently with the wind.

Just as Mei Xueyi was about to speak, a cocooned finger pressed against her lips.

"Shh. Come on."

His breath sounded low in his ears.

Holding her hand, he followed the gravel road to the small wooden bridge in the middle of the garden.

Beneath the bridge is a small lotus pond, with blossoming water lilies spread under the feet, also emitting a pearl-like milky white light.

Wonderland is nothing more than that!

He stood behind her, held her shoulders with both hands, leaned over her ear and asked, "Who are you?"

The husky voice was more moving than ever.

Mei Xueyi's lips moved slightly, and she said softly, "Mei Xueyi."

He smiled, a cool but warm breath brushed against her cheek, and he said loudly, "Wei Jinchao's Mei Xueyi!"

When she was slightly stunned, she suddenly saw the white light in the whole garden floating up, like a disturbed swimming fish.

At this moment, every lotus under my feet, every tree in the garden, and every cluster of flowers seemed to have a double image of white awns.

In the next moment, this layer of white light floated to the height of half a person, the shape changed, and the phantom flowers began to merge, just like flowers with ink congealed falling into the water, spreading and colliding, in the natural world. Under the manipulation of his hands, he draws patterns that are unimaginable even for the best painters.

Mei Xueyi finally saw clearly that this was a group of transparent fluorescent butterflies emitting white light.

Alarmed, they rose into the air and scattered in all directions.

She looked back at him and saw a smile in his black eyes, and his cold white face was as handsome as a fairy under the light of Yingying.

"His Majesty……"

He looked down at her, and said very naturally: "I don't have much money, so I just pick two..."

Mei Xueyi covered his mouth.

"Bad scenery."

He smiled sullenly, his thin lips pulled gently, as if kissing her palm.

After the fluorescent butterfly disappeared, there was still light in a corner of the garden.

Just at this moment, a very rude voice came from Wei Jinchao—

"Liu Xiaofan entered a nightmare cave. Do I want to follow?"

Tube apprehension.

Mei Xueyi looked at Wei Jinchao in amazement.

This familiar feeling... is the thousand-mile sound transmission jade pendant.

In Xianyu, this is a very common thing, everyone must go out, so as to contact their own sects, relatives and friends.

Appearing in the mortal world, it feels really very inconsistent.

Wei Jinzhao took out the jade pendant with blue light from his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "No need. Report the location and wait at the door."

Mei Xueyi had an illusion in a trance, this is not a mortal kingdom, and Wei Jinchao is not a human emperor.

When she was stunned, Guan Kui on Yupei's side had used a rigid tone to clarify the position word by word.

The sluggish Mei Xueyi was led by Wei Jinzhao to the glowing corner of the Imperial Garden.

Going around an octagonal pavilion, she saw a Lingyu flying boat parked in the corner.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

How about this thing?

Jindan cultivator can walk with his sword, without the use of a means of transportation such as a flying boat.

The flying boat needs to be made of Lingyu. Those who can use the flying boat must have no shortage of cultivation resources, but they are not short of resources but unable to advance to Jindan... The qualifications are so poor that even the enemy family will shake their heads and sigh.

In Xianyu, when people see Feizhou, they think of the stupid son of the landlord's family.

It fits the temperament of a tyrant.

The silly son and silly daughter of the landlord's family set foot on the Lingyu flying boat.

"Your Majesty, how many star-picking platforms are there?" Mei Xueyi asked indifferently.

Wei Jinchao inserted a spiritual stone unskillfully, and while starting the flying boat, he said to her with a little smug: "No money. Picked up from a dead person."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

She realized that the cultivators of the Flying Fire Sword Sect had Qiankun bags on them, and they were all cheap. From this point of view, the Jade Fire Glazed Glass Arrows, which are worth eight star-picking platforms, are not a waste.

With a flying boat, you can reach the fairyland through the sea of ​​dense fog.

"Your Majesty, Xianyu is dangerous." Mei Xueyi reminded him responsibly.

"It doesn't matter." He didn't care at all. "I'm carrying a blue fire glazed glass arrow. Besides, others can't see through the cultivation of the two of us, and looking at my aura, they must think that they have encountered a high-level cultivator."

Mei Xueyi: "..." Although he is boasting, he is so reasonable that he cannot refute it at all.

This world is really daring and timid.

Lingyu flying boat floated into the air.

When traveling at full speed, a faint layer of spiritual light covered the boat body, preventing the poor base-building cultivator from being blown away by the high-altitude wind.

Mei Xueyi was sitting on the cross bridge in the boat, her mood was very complicated.

"Don't be afraid, follow me." He reached over and took her hand silently.

"I'm not afraid."

Mei Xueyi's mind had already drifted to the Nightmare Demon's Cave.

Nightmare, really dozed off to the pillow.

This is a natural monster. Like a spider, it weaves layers of nightmare webs in its cave that are invisible to the naked eye. When it touches those webs, it is like a small insect that falls on the spider web and falls into the nightmare. trap.

Nightmare's attack method is a mental attack, creating a nightmare-like illusion, in which it cannibalize the victim's primordial spirit. Works in the same way as Yin spirits.

To the great cultivator, the Nightmare is like a spider knitting a web on the side of the road. When he is in the mood, he will destroy it, but he usually ignores it. A cultivator's time is very precious and will not be wasted on such meaningless things. What about subduing demons and eliminating demons, that's just a nice saying.

If it was before, Mei Xueyi would not care about such little things on the side of the road.

But for her now, the Nightmare, who can only attack mentally, is simply a good supplement to her lips, just like the Yin Spirit.

...Moxiu's recipes are always weird.

The speed of the flying boat is equivalent to that of the Nascent Soul cultivator at full speed.

Wei Jinzhao put a lot of delicate snacks in the Qiankun bag, and when Mei Xueyi was bored, he took a piece to feed her.

It's like raising a parrot.

Perhaps it was because he had never experienced the feeling of flying in the sky in a flying boat, so he never touched Wei Jinchao's disease point along the way. He looked extremely normal, like a gentle and jade-like gentleman.

Mei Xueyi was in a trance from time to time, feeling that he and she were really an immortal couple.

The flying boat followed the route given by Guan Kui, and after driving for about two hours, it stopped at a hillside with shadows of trees.

Wei Jinzhao carefully supported her and stepped on the ground.

"Take a few steps slowly to avoid dizziness."

She was not dizzy, but he coughed several times.

A very unhappy voice came from behind itself: "After a few more dawdlings, they will all come out!"

Mei Xueyi turned around and saw that it was indeed a cultivator who hadn't seen in a few days. The light of the Lingyu Feizhou illuminated his silver hair, and he was unhappy, thinking that the light was dazzling.

Wei Jinzao said slowly, "They...they?"

"Yes." Guan Wei frowned, his fingers drooped by his side, curled up unconsciously, "Liu Xiaofan was going straight to Longlin Mansion, on the way he met a group of foundation-building cultivators who were going out for training, and for some unknown reason they suddenly came up. She chatted up before, walked with the four, and when she got here, she led them into the nightmare cave."

Mei Xueyi frowned slightly.

If you want to kill people and steal treasures, Jindan cultivator can do it directly, and there is no need to make some troubles.

"What's so special about those four?"

Guan Wei's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said without thinking, "No!"

He looked resisted. His fear of interacting with people has been engraved in his mind, and he asked him to take out the four people and think about it, as if they could kill him.

Mei Xueyi gave a soft 'huh': "It's been more than two hours, haven't you come out yet?"

Although Jindan cultivator has not been able to condense his primordial spirit yet, his body is full of spiritual energy and has Jindan to protect his body, so he can easily break through the illusion and escape.

After not coming out for such a long time, Liu Xiaofan must have deliberately stayed in the fantasy realm with a plan.

"Queen, do you dare to find out?" Wei Jinchao took her by the shoulders.

Mei Xueyi rolled her eyes at him: "Your Majesty, please protect me."

"Naturally." He leaned forward slightly, serious.

Guan Wei, who was beside him, was twitching his face because of the tiredness. He raised his sleeves and pointed at the two giant trees: "The entrance is there! If you don't go, people will really come out!"

Mei Xueyi looked over and saw that the roots of the tree were entwined, weaving a small hole.

There was a faint flash of light in the deep place, looking like a lost magic weapon.

That is the bait of the nightmare.

"Let's go!"

In the fantasy world where she is fighting with her mental power, she is the king who dominates the audience.

It just so happened that through this illusion, one could take a good look at what secrets Liu Xiaofan was hiding.

Mei Xueyi took Wei Jinchao's hand and stepped into the tree cave.

The den was filled with the damp, musty smell of wood.

I can't see my fingers, and I vaguely feel that layers of mesh are coming towards my face.

Suddenly, for a moment, the consciousness disappeared.

It seems that after a long, long sleep, he slowly wakes up from chaos.

The eyes were blood red.

A sea of ​​blood?

Nightmare is not a powerful monster, and their illusions are often shoddy, as long as they can scare people. The overwhelming blood is relatively easy to make and doesn't require too many details.

Mei Xueyi turned her head and looked around, and found that something seemed wrong. She raised her hand and grabbed it, and caught the crimson thing in front of her - it was actually a red hijab.

She was slightly stunned, raised her eyes and looked around.

A pair of red candles flickered on the wooden table on the right against the wall. She sat on a step-by-step bed of good quality. The room was decorated with bright red cloth. This was a new house.

The details are exquisite, the touch is realistic, and it is not a fantasy at all.

This is not an ordinary little nightmare, but a big guy who has advanced.

I don't know whether to call it good luck or bad luck.

Mei Xueyi got up, walked to the door and tried to push.

"Squeak-"

The door opened in response, and Huang Shengsheng's face slammed into him, his bright red lips grinned, revealing two rows of yellow teeth.

Mei Xueyi was taken aback by surprise, and before she could fully focus her eyes, she heard the yellow-faced old woman screaming in mourning: "God **** it! How can Uncle Wei leave our young lady on the wedding night and run away? Concubine's room!"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Although I know it is an illusion, Wei Jinchao, you are finished.