Xiao Liu's expression was stern, and he intensified his efforts: "You said it would be great if you were obedient. You wanted a loyal man, and the prince consort played the role of a loyal man. Why are you so ignorant and have to think about it?
In troubled times.
Why can you be so self-righteous?
Wouldn't it be better to just pretend you don't know?
In this way, the Prince Consort continues to play the role of a loyal person.
You can also continue to be treated like a plaything.
It's ok now!
What use are you to the Prince Consort?
Even if he is really kind enough to help you solve the problem of the demon species, it is impossible for him to cause you this trouble again.
indeed.
He will continue to protect you.
Just like the Prime Minister protects you and your daughter.
But so what?
I just don’t want my toy to be touched by others!
They have everyone in the world in their hearts.
But you are obviously not included among the people in this world.
So what are you still holding on to?
A useless, pretentious waste?
A poor creature that no one cares about?"
finally.
The demon seed broke out of its shell.
Take yourself as the center and quickly activate the lines of your true self.
On the scroll, Hua Chao's portrait is still frozen in its previous appearance.
But his eyes had begun to turn gray.
The corners of his eyes seemed to be wet with something unknown.
But no one knows why.
The lines lit up quickly and lasted only for a moment.
After it was nearly 70% lit, it no longer lit up.
It seems like I'm being suppressed by something.
Xiao Liu frowned slightly. Although she was already close to the bottom line of the leader's requirements, she felt that she should still do better.
She took a deep breath, her expression becoming even more sarcastic, and she continued to say several words to provoke Hua Chao.
But the area where the ego lines were lit up never got any bigger.
She gritted her teeth and took out a paintbrush, trying to trace it on her ego lines, but she couldn't add any more after adding less than a stroke.
"this……"
Her face looked a little ugly. It seemed that this magical brushstroke was not something that ordinary people could control.
If one wants to complete it, Danqing himself may be the only one who can do it.
but……
Danqing definitely has no chance to make a move.
The leader said that Danqing would be trapped in one place until he died.
Danqing's idea is to cut out Hua Chao's ego and then embed it into the self that Danqing has painted with the blood and sweat of many great men.
By connecting the lines with a brush, Qingyi can reappear in the world.
But the leader does not want Qingyi to reappear in the world. He just wants to obtain all of Qingyi's patterns, and then find Danqing, forcibly seize Danqing's soul-crossing magical power, and then analyze these patterns by himself, so as to obtain the complete reincarnation magical power.
so.
No cropping required at all!
"Seventy percent, that should be enough!"
She looked a little irritated.
Gritted his teeth.
He slowly took out a jade bottle from his arms.
The jade bottle was filled with turbid ink, which was the concentrated liquid extracted from the blood of Danqing's heart when he was painting.
As long as it is splashed on these two scrolls, these scrolls can be completely frozen.
Hua Chao can't survive.
Qing Yi has no way to return to the world.
When the time comes to cut and splice them, the leader will also be able to analyze them with the art of painting and soul-crossing. Even if there are some incomplete things, with the leader's background, it may not be difficult to complete these things.
"Boo!"
Xiao Liu pulled out the cork from the jade bottle, making a crisp sound.
Looking at the two scrolls, his expression became more and more crazy and ferocious.
However, just as she was about to pour the bottle of turbid ink on it.
The brush in her hand suddenly rose up uncontrollably.
No mercy.
It pierced her wrist directly.
The severe pain spread rapidly, and the ink at the tip of the pen was full of pollution, which instantly destroyed all the true energy in her body.
The jade bottle in her hand also fell completely to the ground.
The painting was splashed with a brilliant brush.
The ink mixed with blood immediately formed a face.
This face belongs to Danqing.
The painted face was filled with murderous intent.
"Gu Niang!"
"You're not dead yet?"
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Stayed up all night to finish the second chapter but failed.
But it's already halfway done.
Chapter 2 should be around 5pm.
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