Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

For Xuanyuan Yao’s daily hustle and bust, the extremely tired and lonely person is not just a spirit boy.

When she finished drawing, she couldn't see the familiar person beside her, and she felt very uneasy in her heart.

So, for this war, the person who was the first to be bored became her.

She is zero, capable of dominating her own destiny, and more powerful to control the outcome of this war.

It's time, it's over! [

She said to herself.

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The oil lamp in the room was dim and dark, and it had been extinguished long ago, leaving only a faint moonlight as the only lighting.

When Xuanyuan Yao came back, someone reported all of the Little Queen's itinerary today.

His face was slightly greenish, but he didn't expect to be auspicious to discover it before he thought of his frank words.

Xuanyuanzun's rebirth from death must have been quite a shock to her.

This matter was the only thing he concealed from her. In his own heart, Xuanyuanyao really hoped that auspicious thought that Brother Huang had died.

The little queen did not sit in her usual position, the desk was clean and tidy.

He hated this kind of clean and cold atmosphere, and he couldn't see the beloved woman waiting for him in situ. This recognition was frightening.

"Little vixen, are you asleep? I'm back."

In the flower room next door, someone responded faintly.

Xuanyuan Yao determined his position and immediately strode to the right. After passing through the three rooms, he finally found the person he remembered to hang between the flowers.

I saw auspicious and lazy reclining on the soft couch, covered with white gauze to cover the chest, the arms and jade legs were exposed, and the skin was like gelatin, it was difficult to look away.