Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Everyone looked towards the sound of laughter -

Ye Qingyuan chewed the licorice and said jokingly, "The Witch King is mighty! Not only can he not defeat a teenager, but he also used the Princess of Anyang in Daxin as an inducement to threaten her! The Witch King of Northern Frontier is really proud!"

"Wu King, Princess Anyang is the one who came to celebrate our Daxin's birthday. Please don't ruin the diplomatic relations between our two countries!" Li Mochen stepped forward with a serious expression.

Feng Mucheng raised the corner of his lips, "It's just a joke! You don't have to do this."

After he finished speaking, he threw Yu Chuwan to Yu Xiaoqiao.

At the same time, he waved his hand to signal the guards to protect the emperor.

Yu Xiaomo saw that Yu Chuwan was safe, received a look from Yu Xiaoqiao, and continued to cast the spell.

He brought his hands together from bottom to top, overlapped them, gathered a rich yellowish glow in his palms, and suddenly pushed them forward.

The beam of light passed through the human wall of guards and hit Feng Musheng's body directly.

Feng Mucheng felt like he was electrocuted, his body trembling like a sieve, and the scepter in his hand flew into Yu Xiaomo's hand.

Feng Zisu flew to Feng Musheng, fed him two pills, and hugged him tightly.

Yu Xiaomo did not pursue the victory, as he did not want Feng Musheng's life at this time.

For him, the most important thing right now is to unlock the remaining soul of the old witch king in the Rakshasa Ring.

He lowered his arms, waving them like a flying crane, soaring into the sky. Then he slowly retracted them, turning his palms into fists, and moved his index fingers in the air, as if controlling the passage of time.

With a gentle flick, a drop of blood emerged from the fingertips, rolling in the white light on the fingertips... After a moment, it flew into the eyes of the Scepter Wolf.

After a while, a purple light shot out from it and merged with the incoming sunlight. The light turned and shot towards the ring around Yu Xiaomo's neck.

After a moment, a beam of light shot from the ring into the air.

The image of the old Witch King emerges!

"Xi'er, you... finally woke up, very good!" The old witch king turned to face everyone, wearing a purple witch robe and a kind face, "Everyone! I am Feng Muchen, the witch king of the Northern Frontier. Eighteen years ago... Feng Muchen colluded with other countries, committed crimes against Daxin, and took advantage of the chaos to launch a mutiny and assassinated me and the witch queen."

At this moment, the old officials of Northern Frontier all knelt on the ground, wept bitterly and kowtowed, shouting: "Witch King! Witch King!"

The old witch king looked at Feng Musheng and said, "I have no choice but to freeze my only son Feng Yanxi in the ice. I hope that he can be unsealed and resurrected one day, and bring my remaining soul back to the world!"

The old witch king motioned Yu Xiaomo to come closer. Yu Xiaomo glanced at Yu Xiaoqiao, who nodded slightly. Xiaomo turned and walked closer to the old witch king.

The old witch king stretched out his index finger and tapped Yu Xiaomo's forehead lightly. A white light flashed on his forehead and then disappeared.

"Father!" Yu Xiaomo called softly.

The old witch king smiled faintly, "I declare that the throne will be passed on to my son Feng Yanxi..."

"He is your only son. Who am I? Am I not your son?"

At this time, Xiao Lingzi walked out of the crowd!

The old wizard king was stunned, stretched out his hand and shot a beam of light to the little Lingzi's forehead, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and slowly said: "You are Shufei's..." Turning his head to look at Kunya who collapsed on the ground, he smiled with relief, "I never thought that you, a careless person, did something thoughtful!"

"Witch King, Witch King... I will never forget that you... picked me up from the dead and exchanged my life for a heart of stone. I... am a coward and dare not be like Ruman... The only thing I can do... is to preserve a trace of your bloodline." Kunya knelt and crawled in front of the old Witch King.

Hatred flooded across Feng Musheng's old face, and he cursed viciously, "Kunya, you deceived me into trusting you so much... You deserve to die!"

As he said this, he used all his strength to slap Kunya's heart. Kunya was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Brother!" Xiao Lingzi looked at Yu Xiaomo and called.

Yu Xiaomo smiled.

The old witch king coughed twice and took the hands of the two men. "I don't have much time left. You brothers must love each other, support each other, and don't betray and hurt each other for the sake of power! Don't be like me and Mu Sheng..." Then he looked at Yu Xiaomo and said, "Xi'er, Beijiang is entrusted to you!"

As he spoke, his image gradually faded until it disappeared.

When everyone was confused, Li Mochen and Feng Mucheng looked at each other, secretly gathered their strength, and white light appeared on their fingertips. With a slight flick, the white light flew towards Yu Chuwan.

Yu Chuwan's body trembled, she took out a dagger from her arms and stabbed it into Yu Xiaoqiao's chest.

With blood splattered all over her face, Yu Chuwan screamed and then fainted.

Yu Xiaoqiao's face turned pale, and she kept calling out, "Chu Wan! Chu Wan!"

Si Wenming was shocked, "Mingming..." He picked up Yu Xiaoqiao and wanted to rush out...

Feng Zisu was shocked when she saw this: "How could it be! I clearly..."

However, she had no time to investigate further. Looking at the angry ministers who were besieging her, she could only rescue Feng Musheng who was seriously injured.

Ye Qingyuan and Wujia also disappeared.

Qi Tianyi gave Dai Zihan a look, and Dai Zihan responded with a faint smile and hooked his finger. Suddenly, a dozen men in black appeared and attacked Si Wenming and others.

All the swords were pointed straight at Yu Xiaoqiao in Si Wenming's arms. Si Wenming was holding Yu Xiaoqiao and it was difficult for him to take care of her.

At this moment, a figure suddenly snatched Yu Xiaoqiao from Si Wenming's arms.

Si Wenming had no time to react and was trapped by the men in black who were besieging him.

……

Yu Xiaoqiao had a high fever and was in a coma.

She was groggy and wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them no matter what.

In a trance, she saw Feng Xuenuo.

Feng Xuenuo, her college friend, was in the same grade but in different colleges. Yu Xiaoqiao studied computer science, while Feng Xuenuo studied economics.

They worked in the same supermarket and became close friends after being on the same night shift and encountering a robbery.

When studying for his master's degree, Yu Xiaoqiao stayed at the school and switched to artificial intelligence, while Feng Xuenuo went to Wuhan for graduate studies.

After Yu Xiaoqiao graduated with a master's degree, she stayed in Beijing. After Feng Xuenuo graduated, she joined a listed company in Wuhan.

Although the two don't meet often, they often talk on the phone and talk about everything.

Until, that night... Yu Xiaoqiao was dreaming about that night.

A week later that person suddenly disappeared.

Yu Xiaoqiao searched for him day and night like crazy for a week, but there was no news... Finally, she fell ill and had a high fever of 39.1 degrees.

Feng Xuenuo called her all day, but she didn't answer. That night, Feng Xuenuo rushed to Beijing.

When she arrived, Yu Xiaoqiao was already unconscious from the fever.

Feng Xuenuo took care of her for three days and three nights before her fever subsided.

Feng Xuenuo submitted his resignation to the company without telling Yu Xiaoqiao.

Of course, Feng Xuenuo never told her the real reason, he just said that the platform was too small to accommodate such a big fish as her.

Of course she knew it was fake. That company was one of the top ten in the country and had a certain reputation internationally.

Later, she learned that when Feng Xuenuo handed in her resignation, the company was about to promote her to management. No matter how the company tried to retain her, Feng Xuenuo resolutely returned to Beijing, preferring to start as a junior employee.

Yu Xiaoqiao was in a daze, watching Xue Nuo wiping her forehead with a warm towel, his palm... Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a frightened butterfly.

She struggled to open her heavy eyelids and saw only a hazy figure.

"Xue... Nuo?"

A hoarse voice called out softly.