Chapter 450: Suddenly Eating a Big Melon
A powerful and sharp force pierced straight into her spirit platform.
He rushed around in it, trying to control everything about her.
She suddenly raised her hands and hugged her head.
The small body curled up on the dragon bed. This small world was silent and seemed to be isolated.
The young man suddenly appeared in the bedroom.
A hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed across his usually calm face, and a red light flashed in his eyes.
His hands were slightly cool, and he placed them on top of Lu Chaochao's head, using a gentle yet domineering force to expel the foreign consciousness.
At this moment, Lu Chaochao was already sweating profusely.
"What...what's going on? Someone is actually taking over my body?" Lu Chaochao's face was full of surprise, with beads of sweat dripping down.
The boy took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the cold sweat off her face.
"It's not a possession technique, it's a soul-controlling technique."
"Chao Chao, you are mentally damaged, that's why you've been tricked." There was a flash of hostility in his eyes, but he hid it very well in front of Lu Chao Chao.
The power of the Heavenly Dao comes from the Three Realms. The Three Realms are filled with endless evil desires and were eventually affected.
"Did Hanchuan discover me? And want to control me?" Lu Chaochao was surprised. Hanchuan actually has this ability?
“No.”
"I'm afraid he doesn't know that you are the Emperor of the Southern Kingdom. He just bumped into you by accident."
Lu Chaochao stood up suddenly.
Suddenly I remembered what Lord Li Guang said, that the gods will control the mortal world and the emperor will be a puppet of the gods.
"Go to the embassy!" Lu Chaochao stretched out his hand towards Tiandao.
Her mind was damaged and she could be easily exploited, so she could only rely on the will of heaven.
The young man was startled for a moment, picked her up, and disappeared silently from the spot.
Vatican Embassy.
As soon as Lu Chaochao landed, the sound of wooden fish came from all directions, one more rapid than the last.
"The Zhuxie Sutra they recited is ineffective against the soul-controlling technique."
The young man glanced at the sky: "He is not evil."
Inside the courtyard, countless disciples were beating wooden fish, chanting scriptures, and surrounding the monk in robes. The monk's face was covered in cold sweat, the compassion in his eyes had disappeared, and he even looked a bit arrogant.
There is a deep sense of disharmony with the monk.
"He's controlling souls!"
Suddenly... I heard faint footsteps.
Lu Chaochao was startled. When she turned her head, she saw Xie Yuzhou in the yard with his eyes narrowed and wearing underwear.
"What is he here for?" Then he thought, the Beizhao Embassy is right next door.
"Why is he closing his eyes?" Lu Chaochao was very curious.
"He should... have sensed something. Some things are engraved into the soul and cannot be erased from generation to generation." The young man took Chao Chao away and watched him stand in front of the monk.
Squinting his eyes, he sat cross-legged.
Although I had never been exposed to Buddhism, everything came to me easily at this moment.
He was muttering something softly, and Lu Chaochao listened carefully and it sounded like scriptures.
"Look!" Lu Chaochao widened his eyes.
A circular magic circle appeared under Xie Yuzhou's seat, and the scriptures he recited turned into swastikas shining with golden light, surrounding everyone.
Countless swastikas were floating in the sky.
"The foreign consciousness has been dispelled." The boy's voice was filled with laughter.
He raised his hand and gently stroked Chao Chao's head. If it weren't for you, the way of heaven would collapse and the three realms would be destroyed. Because of you, the three realms have survived to this day.
You are the root of the three realms.
So, everything will revolve around you.
The young man held Chao Chao and left the Van Embassy again.
When she landed, she saw the magnificent house, which looked nothing like the original embassy. She knew...
It is the Western Vietnamese Embassy.
Xiyue is rich and powerful.
"Yulang, what's wrong with you? Wake up!" As soon as Lu Chaochao entered the door, he heard a voice that sounded familiar.
"Yulang, look at me, I'm Ali!"
"ah!"
"Yulang!"
Lu Chaochao was suspicious. Why did this voice sound like that of Saint Jingli?
But, this is the bedroom of the Emperor of Xiyue! !
Then he saw Saint Jingli covering her heart, with blood oozing from her fingertips.
Lu Chaochao tilted her head and looked at him.
Hey, he is wearing the clothes of the Emperor of Western Yue.
"Please, His Majesty Zhaoyang, save Yu... Save His Majesty. His Majesty suddenly lost control tonight. He seemed to have lost his mind, as if he was being controlled. He doesn't recognize people and has no reason at all." Jing Li's eyes were red and even his voice was trembling a little.
"Did he hurt you?" Lu Chaochao asked.
Saint Jingli nodded.
Lu Chaochao was able to pull out the Chaoyang Sword, and he has always had an inexplicable trust in Lu Chaochao.
At this moment, the King of Xiyue was holding a long sword in his hand, which was still dripping with blood. He was covering his head and roaring uncontrollably.
"Ali, hurry up..."
He seemed unable to control his thoughts and actions, and his face showed signs of crying, but he walked towards Jing Li step by step with his sword in hand.
"I won't leave! You and I are one, we advance and retreat together!" Saint Jingli did not retreat at all.
When Lu Chaochao heard the words, "You and I are one," her eyes suddenly widened.
I was caught off guard and took a bite of the big melon!
'He, he, he, they are having an affair? ? '
'Rumor has it that the status of the Saint of Xiyue is higher than that of the Emperor of Xiyue. I thought they would fight for power! ! So, they became a couple? '
'Ahhhh, such a big melon is so filling! '
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Emperor of Xiyue, and he slowly raised his sword towards Saint Jingli.
When the sword was about to fall, Tiandao slapped him and sent him flying.
The Emperor of Xiyue slammed into the wall and spat out blood.
The foreign consciousness was instantly shattered.
"Yulang!" Jing Li rushed over in a hurry, hugged the Emperor of Xiyue and cried.
"Yulang, are you okay? Are you...are you still Yulang?" His voice was shaking, and his forehead gently pressed against the man's forehead, his whole body trembling with nervousness.
The man coughed and spat out another mouthful of blood. He held Jing Li's hand and shook his head slightly.
She raised her hand and wiped Jing Li's tears: "It's me, don't be afraid."
Jing Li wiped his tears and nodded: "Your Majesty Zhaoyang, Jing Li has never asked you for anything. Today, I dare to ask you once!" He turned around and knelt in front of Lu Chaochao.
"I hope that Your Majesty Zhaoyang can keep today's events in your heart."
"Back then, I was only three years old when I was chosen as the Saint."
"My parents were unwilling to give up their wealth, so they disguised me as a girl and sent me to a forbidden place. It was lonely and cold inside, no one could speak and no one could enter."
"It was him who sneaked in every day to accompany me through that terrifying time."
"I am a nuisance." He smiled bitterly and looked at the Emperor of Western Yue who was interlocking his fingers with him.
The emperor had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but there was always a hint of gloom in his eyes. When he looked at her, her eyes softened and she held his hand tightly.
"Jing Li led the Xiyue Emperor to ruin, and he deserves death. But he is innocent. At the beginning, he didn't know that I was dressed as a woman."
"Once the identity is exposed, it's too late to reverse the situation."
Jingli never interfered with his marriage and having children, but the Emperor of Xiyue insisted on keeping his harem empty.
Even though he was forced to marry by hundreds of officials and died in the Golden Palace with blood splattered everywhere, he still withstood the pressure.
The two did not dare to do anything out of line.
The brief eye contact was a rare moment of warmth.
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