Turanyi and Jiangdi's mother was a desert princess, a gift presented to Emperor Jing by a foreign tribe.
As the saying goes...
Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts.
Foreigners could not ascend to the throne, but Turanyi, who was ostracized and despised by the royal family, forged a bloody path.
pity.
Ultimately, imperial power prevails.
Even though Turan was extremely cautious and stayed far away from the capital, the emperor still feared him. Emperor Jing threatened Turan with grain and the lives of 300,000 soldiers to kill all the sorcerers in the land.
Turan will not indiscriminately kill innocent people.
But it was the lives of his comrades, who had shared life and death with him, that stood before him, forcing him to bow his head.
He pointed his knife at the sorcerers.
That year.
The blood of a sorcerer can stain the entire city red.
When Turan's body suffered a backlash as expected.
Wu Jiu appeared.
Jiang Di frowned: "We had nowhere else to go, so we came to Zhifan Forest. At that time, we thought you were going to kill my brother, but you said it was all fate. You stabilized the backlash on my brother and handed the knife to him, asking him to kill you."
At that time, Wu Jiu was calm and composed, as if nothing could stir any emotion in her heart. The celestial signs had long ago told her that the last witch was destined to disappear from the world's sight.
This is fate.
Turan has never believed in fate.
That moment.
But we have no choice but to believe it.
to this end.
Turan sought divination.
He wanted to know if he was a jinx, if his life was only meant to bring misfortune to others.
otherwise.
Why did none of the people around him have a good outcome?
However.
Only Wu Jiu herself knew the hexagram she cast.
Jiang Di only saw that after Wu Jiu calculated the divination, her calm face turned angry, and she gave up her desire to die.
Wu Jiu walked out of Zhifan Forest.
He stood beside Turan.
He accepted Guan Zian as his disciple.
Nine magical artifacts were forged.
Yan Jiu did not pursue the question of the divination. Instead, she seized on the origin of Emperor Jing's decree: "No one would execute a sorcerer for no reason. Someone is giving the emperor advice."
Jiang Di recalled Guan Zian's dangerous act of being captured and branded: "The bookworm said the same thing. He said that the people who spread the rumor that my brother was the Asura King and those who gave advice to the dog emperor were the same group of people, all to force my brother to become bloodthirsty and to force him to rebel against the Ming Dynasty."
He didn't understand these intricacies back then.
He only regretted that he couldn't kill the dog emperor with one stroke, giving him a second chance to threaten his brother.
Only one of Wu Jiu and Tu Lanyi can survive.
This world and Turanyi are mutually exclusive; one can only choose one.
Emperor Jing seized upon Tulanyi's lifeline, forcing his men to travel to the northern desert and direct their blades towards the tribe of his mother.
Turan Yiben had doubts about Wu Jiu's divination, and after learning from Zhao Jiao that it was the source of disaster, he...
He did not do as those guys wanted; he refused to associate with them by dying.
Yan Jiu asked incredulously, "So, Tulanyi is dead? Wu Jiu just watched him die?"
She didn't believe Wu Jiu could be so useless.
She doesn't acknowledge that Wu Jiu is her past life.
Yan Jiu's gaze sent chills down one's spine.
Like a butcher wielding a boning knife, he would smile as he cut away flesh, making Jiang Di feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
He had a bad feeling.
They created distance almost without hesitation.
How strange!
Can one's temper become even more terrifying in the next life?
Jiang Di swallowed his doubts.
At that time, they could only watch as the Qingqi Army suffered countless casualties, and as Guan Zi'an calmly accepted his death sentence, becoming a zombie that was neither human nor ghost after his death.
All for the sake of a simple phrase: "Wait patiently for the flowers to bloom."
He and Kong Wu pretended to become Samadhi and infiltrated the former Zhao religion, now the Rosicrucian Church.
We waited for nearly five hundred years.
Yan Jiu grasped the key point: "The Nine Great Magical Artifacts."
Wu Jiu left behind nine magical artifacts.
The Rosicrucians are searching for the nine sacred artifacts.
Yan Jiu suddenly realized that Wu Jiu was playing a very big game, all to see the Rose Cross fall into a trap.
As for what kind of trap it is...
She doesn't know yet.
All she knew was that the Rosicrucians were now also players, no longer the behind-the-scenes figures outside the chessboard.
Yan Jiu was happy and patted Jiang Di on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Di: "..." What a perfunctory statement!
After feeling wonderful.
Yan Jiu had the leisure to look at the comments popping up on Douyin.
[Does Douyin want to get beaten up?! We didn't say anything, and they banned us already. Can't take a joke?]
I think it was because Jiu Ye's livestream went too far that it was banned.
What? You're saying my husband is unspeakable?
[Here's a handsome photo.]
Netizens, engrossed in taking screenshots of the photos, went into "rogue mode," making no attempt to hide their liking for them.
more than this.
They even added background music, made it into a video, and posted it on Yan Jiu's account.
Where did this handsome guy come from?
[Hello, I'm a talent scout. I see you have a lot of potential, so I'm giving you a chance to play the leading man in my life.]
[Hello~ Test your signal skills. (Leaning against the wall, one leg on the ground, whistling in a hooligan-like manner)]
[My husband is a bit ugly; there are too many bad people out there, and I'm afraid someone might impersonate your wife.]
[Even if it's gone, it's not mine anymore, which makes me even more heartbroken.]
[So, what kind of tomb is this? It's teeming with handsome men! Unheard of! Unheard of!]
While others fear encountering zombies when exploring tombs, Master Jiu has unearthed a real-life antique!
Douyin has a huge user base.
There are always a few people who are so bored that they're always hanging around Yan Jiu's following list, waiting for the latest follow.
This has clearly happened more than once or twice.
Yet they never tire of it.
It was as if no one could control their enjoyment of the spectacle, as long as it wasn't them who was making the noise.
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