"Actually, there is a way."

Seeing everyone silent, Su Qing said slowly: "For example, if the founding emperor is immortal, the curse can be broken."

"Once we join the chat group, we can no longer look at it with common sense."

"The life span of an Iron-level psychic is 120 years, a Bronze-level psychic is 180 years, and a Silver-level psychic is 300 years."

“If there are fellow travelers from the world of immortal cultivation who join the group in the future, we will definitely have the opportunity to get in touch with immortal cultivation.”

"By then, becoming an immortal or a god and achieving immortality will surely not be difficult."

"Why should we be bound by any system? The system is dead, but people are alive."

"As long as people are alive, the world will not be in chaos."

"Some people are corrupt, some are corrupt, some are oppressive. Just kill them."

"There is nothing else in the world but a lot of people who want to be officials."

The three hundred year dynasty reincarnation curse only applies to mortals, but does not include extraordinary people.

It is obvious that after Xu Huaping awakened his supernatural powers, he has embarked on the path to transcendence.

There is still a long way to go in the future, and the curse of dynasty reincarnation is really not worth mentioning.

"What Brother Su said makes sense. I really didn't expect this."

Xiao Yichen was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, he found that what Su Qing said was indeed correct.

"Brother is right. As long as you live long enough, nothing will be a problem."

Xie Yuanshan applauded and expressed his agreement.

"Your comments are amazing, every word is so touching, my admiration for you is like a surging river."

Qin Xiaoxian also waved flags and cheered.

"Well"

Su Qing was speechless on the spot.

Your skill in flattery is truly amazing!

"Thank you, little brother. I know what to do now."

Xu Huaping let out a long breath, and his eyes became brighter.

After listening to Su Qing's words, she became more determined in her belief.

"come on."

Su Qing encouraged.

"Come on, sister."

Li Mingda also encouraged her.

"Thank you, everyone."

Xu Huaping turned around and saw that most of the servants and slaves chose to go home after receiving their indentures.

So she took out some of the silver she had looted and sent everyone away.

Only eighteen people were left willing to follow Xu Huaping, even at the cost of their lives.

To them, Xu Huaping is a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering and is the parent who gives them a second life.

"What do you think? Should I go to the palace and kill Kang Mazi?"

Xu Huaping waved her hand to put the remaining treasures into her personal space, then asked into the camera.

"Kill Kang Mazi? This move has both advantages and disadvantages."

Su Qing analyzed: "If you kill him, you will become the number one enemy of the Qing court and be hunted by the Qing court."

"But on the other hand, it can also cause chaos in the world. The princes will definitely fight for the throne."

"Until the throne is decided, they have no time to care about you."

"At the same time, it can also inspire people and make you famous, which will be of great help to your rebellion."

After the analysis, he said with certainty: "The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, so we can do it."

"Brother Su, what you said makes sense. Even if things don't work out, you still have us, the group members, to support you."

Xie Yuanshan took over the conversation and said, "One word, do it!"

"I also support the young lady and kill Kang Mazi."

After some scientific explanation from group members, Qin Xiaoxian finally understood the origin of the Qing Dynasty.

How dare foreign races occupy the Central Plains and rule the world? How can this be tolerated?

"Kill, kill, kill. Just kill all the royal family members and cause chaos in the Qing court."

Xiao Yichen was even more afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he shouted loudly.

"Sister, I support you too."

As a die-hard Tang fan, Li Mingda naturally looked down on the barbaric Qing Dynasty.

The great Tang Dynasty, which attracted all nations to pay tribute, was so confident.

Seeing that all the group members had a positive attitude, Xu Huaping made up his mind and decided to do it.

So she asked the eighteen brothers and sisters who were willing to follow her to go out of the city first and wait for her fifty miles outside the city.

Then she found a horse in the stable at the backyard of the palace and rode towards the palace.

Thanks to her previous life, she had learned horse riding several times.

Although it is not included in the skill list, it can ensure that she does not fall off the horse.

The Imperial Palace.

Qianqing Palace, East Warm Pavilion.

Fifty-five-year-old Kang Mazi is not in good health as before. He lies on the dragon bed, wearing reading glasses, reading a letter from overseas.

"Philip V of the Bourbon dynasty inherited the Spanish throne, which made the war lean towards France. My friend Fourteen won?"

"But France's population has dropped to less than 19 million, which can be considered a tragic victory."

"My friend, you have been comparing yourself to the sun in the sky. Now you have lost all your dignity, haven't you?"

After reading the overseas letter sent thousands of miles away, Kang Mazi's face showed a look of sarcasm.

By chance, thirty years ago, the foreign missionary Ferdinand Verbiest wrote a letter back to Europe.

From then on, Kang Mazi began to correspond with King Louis XIV of France in the Palace of Versailles.

They exchanged letters and sent messengers to each other and became close pen pals.

Kang Mazi was well aware of the changes in the West, even knowing them like the back of his hand.

He disdains the so-called technology and strange and lewd techniques.

"Your Majesty is right. How can a mere foreign king compare to your wise and great Majesty?"

The eunuch chief Liang Jiugong lowered his head and smiled.

"You are just a flatterer!"

Kang Mazi put down the letter and smiled.

"What I said came from my heart, Your Majesty, please understand."

Liang Jiugong knelt down and swore an oath.

"Well, I believe you, stand up."

Kang Mazi said lightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Liang Jiugong stood up and was about to say something.

"boom"

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the door of the East Warm Pavilion was slammed open.

Several imperial guards in yellow jackets were knocked flying, vomiting blood and looking like they were dying.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Liang Jiugong exclaimed and immediately rushed to Kang Mazi.

"Someone, come and protect the emperor!"

There was no trace of emotion on Kang Mazi's face. He had seen many storms in his life.

"Stop shouting. No one will come to save you even if you shout your throat out."

A crisp voice came from outside the palace gate, and then a figure stepped over the threshold.

Holding a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, Xu Huaping fought his way into the Qianqing Palace and appeared in front of Kang Mazi.

At the same time, Kang Mazi's image also appeared in the live broadcast room.

"Is this Kang Mazi? His face is really full of pits and bumps. His reputation is well-deserved."

"He does have some imperial bearing, but it's a pity that he is a foreigner."

"Stop talking nonsense, little sister. Just kill him and leave. Don't get surrounded by the army."

"Yes, villains die because they talk too much, but don't talk nonsense."

The group members witnessed as Xu Huaping killed her way into the palace and caused a river of blood.

I believe that soon a large number of soldiers will come from all directions, and you won’t be able to leave even if you want to.

"Are you Kang Mazi? Come with me!"

Xu Huaping chopped the old eunuch with a sword, reached out and grabbed Kang Mazi's pigtail and held him in his hand.

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ps: It’s the last day, you should vote for your monthly ticket, otherwise it will be invalid.

(End of this chapter)