Chapter 314 Wait for Me
Jiang Xianwan was unaware of this and had not yet remembered these things.
Even less did anyone know what she had done when she woke up six months later, after being the Realm Emperor.
But none of this prevented her from being in a state of turmoil, her heart churning like a raging storm.
This lucid descent into depravity, this estranged intimacy, is so absurd it sends shivers down one's spine, filling one with shame and indignation.
Things have come to this.
She was shocked that she could still have the extra thoughts to think about 'seven men'...
If you include the twins, then you've collected exactly seven.
That's good now.
None of the seven are easy to deal with; they are all jealous and clingy.
Can……
The twins are now living three hundred years in the past. What must she do...?
Jiang Xianwan's ears twitched suddenly, and she involuntarily suppressed her breathing.
Yao Ling retrieved the jade slip from the messy pile of clothes, which were interwoven with black, white, and black patterns.
The moment his fingertips brushed over the words and his gaze fell upon them, his once gentle eyes suddenly froze, and a chilling, icy aura silently swept across them.
Seeing his expression, Xiu Yin frowned slightly, gently lifted his hand from that snow-white waist, and took it.
With just one glance, his eyes suddenly darkened, like dark clouds obscuring the moon, with turbulent undercurrents.
He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice so low it almost blended into the night, yet every word was imbued with a chilling killing intent.
"Tomorrow at the third quarter of the hour of Yin."
"court death."
Yao Ling hurriedly shook her head slightly, signaling him to lower his voice.
His gaze fell upon the sleeping face in his arms, and his previously cold eyes instantly warmed, like the surface of a frozen lake quietly thawing.
He let out a silent sigh of relief.
Keep your voice extremely low.
"This matter should not disturb my sister."
"The two of us will kill them."
Jiang Xianwan: "..." At such close range, she almost didn't hear it.
What's up?
The twins don't want her to know?
Who are Yao Ling and Xiu Yin going to kill?
Jiang Xianwan pondered for a moment the chilling killing intent that the twins had revealed in that instant was almost tangible.
He immediately understood.
The gears of fate have clearly begun to turn, leading to the destruction of Zhongzhou, the disintegration of the three realms, and the severe damage to the vitality of the three domains.
The great battle, in which four high-ranking figures have fallen and the fates of three supreme experts remain a mystery, will likely begin at 3:45 AM tomorrow.
At this point, she finally understood that this great war was originally just a war in which the North and South borders and the three domains joined forces to attack the other domains.
Why did Zhongzhou suddenly get involved, causing the location of the great battle to change from the border region to Zhongzhou?
This was the work of the twins.
The reason is simply because of her.
If the two realms and two domains want to deal with her, Yao Ling and Xiu Yin will naturally not allow it.
At this time, the three realms were already secretly embroiled in constant conflict, maintaining a fragile balance on the surface.
Suddenly, another Spirit Resting Emperor appeared in Zhongzhou. Her power alone overwhelmed the other two realms.
This makes the two emperors, who were already unworthy of their titles, pale in comparison to their twin sons, and pale in comparison.
To put it bluntly, these two emperors are not only lacking in cultivation and character, they are also unbearable to look at and are terrible in every way.
Even combined, they can't beat twins, let alone be compared to twins.
The jealousy she felt was understandable.
However, since she raised the twins, their fighting skills naturally resembled hers.
It's... perfectly normal that those two couldn't beat them.
However, the northern and southern borders have long coveted the Central Plains, and have secretly harbored the sinister intention of dividing up the spiritual veins and annexing the Void Ancient Realm.
However, in recent years, she has been repeatedly suppressed by him and suffered heavy setbacks. He has been crying all day long, looking like a trumpet flower, and has no time to bother with the trouble of finding twins.
However, under prolonged double oppression, there will inevitably be resistance when there is oppression.
How could they possibly stand by and watch her divide up their territory while Zhongzhou remained unscathed and dominated by her?
The North and South will surely put aside their prejudices and secretly forge an alliance with the Demon Realm and the Monster Realm, raising their banners high.
It seems they intend to join forces to kill her first, and then annex Zhongzhou in one fell swoop.
Otherwise, if a war doesn't break out soon, the only outcome will be that she unifies the country and the Central Plains will become increasingly powerful.
Thinking about the outcome of that great battle, Jiang Xianwan suddenly felt a tension that could almost be described as fear.
Her palms were sweaty, but she wasn't afraid of the two emperors ganging up on her.
These four little things are neither Feng Huixue, nor Fei Ling, nor Yun Weize and Di Yin, nor Hua Buxiu.
Just do it, and let them die if they want.
Otherwise, how could Feng Huixue and the others have met her three hundred years later?
However, the fate of the twins always cast a shadow over her heart.
The Heavenly Dao sent her here perhaps not because it wanted to, but because it was forced to.
You can guess that from the fact that he threatened her with the contents of the clam shell.
She returned to three hundred years ago, and all she could see and see were the shadows of her twins.
What's inside that clam shell...?
Jiang Xianwan dared not think any further, resisting this guess that she had already come to a conclusion about in her heart.
She couldn't fathom what had happened during that great battle that had driven her and her twins to such a point.
Since that's the case, then let her rewrite the ending.
Even if all the humans, demons, and monsters in the two realms and two domains are dead, she will make her twins live, fighting against the Heavenly Dao for this sliver of hope!
Jiang Xianwan pretended to be drowsy and gently turned over.
Sure enough, Yao Ling and Xiu Yin were reluctant to part with such peaceful and tender moments that they longed for but could not have.
He lovingly wrapped his arms around her, closed his eyes and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his breathing gradually becoming long and even, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Xianwan waited patiently for a while, then slowly opened her eyelashes.
Fortunately, the twins were never on guard against her and were fast asleep. She held two swords together and easily and silently injected a wisp of spiritual power into each of their brows.
Seeing Yao Ling and Xiu Yin with their long, raven-feather-like eyelashes closed, she spent a long time and effort removing the two arms that, though not exerting any force, felt like iron hoops from her waist.
I forced myself to get up, my fingertips trembling as I put on my clothes.
Her bare feet were so weak and limp that the moment they touched the ground, she couldn't support her body. Her legs gave way, and with a thud, she fell flat on her face.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
She rolled over and over again in a very awkward manner.
With two trembling fingers, he struggled to grip the table and used it to get up from the ground.
He managed to stand steadily, leaning on the table for support, and caught his breath.
After calming down a bit, she slowly put on her snow-white dress, tied it around her waist, and looked as cool and aloof as the moon, as if the tenderness just now was all a dream.
She did not leave immediately, but instead gathered her clothes, sat down on the ground, and began refining elixirs.
This was also thanks to the countless random things in her spatial storage, making it easy to find spiritual plants.
Spiritual flames flickered at her fingertips, her gaze calm as she watched the spiritual plant quickly complete its elixir under her control.
He placed the pill that made one's limbs weak and required ten days of sleep in an inconspicuous corner, and gently fanned it with his hand, letting its colorless and odorless aroma dissipate into the air.
Looking back at the twins, who were breathing evenly and still dreaming, I quietly wrote two words on the paper on the table.
A slight smile played on his lips as he cast a protective barrier, his robes fluttering as he quietly departed.
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