The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

Five months ago, Xiliang Palace.

Ever since Ying Wugui and Yi Huaizhi had a face-off, the conflict between Qing Jingchang and the Yixi Kingdom has been exposed.

In the past five months, no matter what kind of movement Yi Huaizhi made, he would be blocked by Qing Jingchang.

Ying Wugui seemed to be trying his best to stop Yi Huaizhi, but Yi Huaizhi didn't take him seriously at all.

"Ying Wugui, ah Ying Wugui, you are trying so hard to stop me, but have you ever thought that my plan has already been completed?"

Yi Huaizhi sat on the high platform of the palace and smiled coldly.

The originally gentle and kind face seemed to become even more gloomy. It was Yi Huaizhi, but it seemed not to be Yi Huaizhi.

Yi Huaizhi never wanted anything else but chaos in the world.

As long as he could see with his own eyes that people in this world were living in misery and suffering, his plan would have paid off.

"In fact, you already know that fate is inevitable, but what will happen if you try to stop it?"

Yi Huaizhi unconsciously cast his gaze on a portrait placed high up in the palace. It was a portrait of the young Meng Sangxi that Meng Xuanhe had met before.

He always felt that Meng Sangxi was extremely wrong. Although he was the reincarnation of a demon, he still had kindness in his heart.

If Meng Sangxi had fulfilled her destiny earlier, she would not have ended up with such a miserable death.

So from the very beginning, all of this was just a game played by Yi Huaizhi.

The real Princess Nanmeng was not as licentious and domineering as the world saw her. Instead, she was puppeted by Yi Huaizhi when she was weak and left the palace.

Poor Princess Nan Meng had her mind taken away by Yi Huaizhi and turned into a puppet controlled only by Yi Huaizhi.

In his previous life, Yi Huaizhi was kind-hearted and witnessed with his own eyes the prosperous scene of Xie Lin unifying the world and bringing peace to the world.

But this prosperous scene was added to his pain.

Because the Tianji Pavilion did not let Meng Sangxi go, but sealed her in the Wanlei Pool to endure the baptism of millions of heavenly thunders.

Therefore, thousands of soul-destroying swords pierced through Meng Sangxi's heart, attempting to destroy her immortal soul as the star of evil.

So what's the point of being kind? In the end, you'll still be sentenced to such a capital punishment.

Yi Huai would never forget for a moment the persecution that Tianji Pavilion inflicted on both mother and son.

Since the Tianji Pavilion is meant to protect the world and not to execute them, then if he, Yi Huaizhi, were to live again in this life, he would turn the world upside down and make the people suffer.

The imprisonment and humiliation of Xie Lin were all done by the puppets controlled by Yi Huaizhi.

He originally wanted Xie Lin to go through countless humiliations in Nanmeng so that he would be reminded not to forget his hatred when he attacked Nanmeng in the future.

Thus, Nan Meng was stained with blood, and the whole world was stained with blood.

But things were not as he imagined. Meng Xuan and the sudden time travel made Yi Huaizhi feel that Princess Nan Meng was no longer under his control.

Yi Huaizhi would never allow the overall situation he had planned to be disrupted by Meng Xuan and such a small chess piece.

So he deliberately approached Meng Xuanhe and saved her several times, just to control her and use her to drive Xie Lin crazy.

Li Chuan from the previous life was of no use to him, and her being by Xie Lin's side would only bring peace to the whole world.

And Xie Lin did not have any deep obsession with Li Chuan. In his previous life, he was just repaying Li Chuan's kindness.

The only ones who could really affect Xie Lin's mood were Meng Xuanhe.

So it was Yi Huaizhi who disguised himself as a princess and humiliated Xie Lin while Meng Xuan was unconscious. Later in Yangzhou, it was Yi Huaizhi who used the golden and silver butterfly Gu to make them recognize each other.

Yi Huaizhi knew Xie Lin's character. Only the repeated paranoid thoughts of gaining and losing could make Xie Lin more crazy and more evil, becoming a tyrant that made the people of the world live in misery.

It turns out that he is a natural strategist.

All of this was going according to his plan.

Later, sending Fusang to the palace to plant the golden and silver butterfly Gu only served to deepen Xie Lin's paranoid mood and bring the day of devastation sooner.

Ever since the vision of nine stars in a row appeared at the wedding of Xie Lin and Meng Xuanhe, Yi Huaizhi knew that his chess game was over.

If he didn't have the seal of Lord Tianji on him, preventing him from interfering in the affairs of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, why would he have planned so painstakingly and gone to so much trouble?

Fortunately, the scene of devastating suffering and people’s miserable life has been achieved.

The entire Northern Dynasty was shrouded in despair and heaviness, depicting a bleak and tragic world.

The people experienced endless suffering and lived in dire straits.

Because of the departure of Tianxuanxing, this dynasty once again triggered natural disasters. The riotous people began to revolt, and wars, disasters, diseases and other misfortunes befell countless people in the Northern Dynasty.

They were constantly facing hunger, cold, exhaustion and death.

But what does this matter? This is just the normal experience of them. How the people of Tianji Pavilion treat them, he, Yi Huaizhi, will repay them double for the people of Liming who they care about most.

Yi Huaizhi never felt that he was wrong. He felt that every step he took was extremely correct.

Now he was only one step away from destroying the entire world. Yi Huaizhi walked to a huge mirror.

He wrapped his hands with the dual magic of inner strength and spirit painting and pressed them tightly against the mirror.

The mirror couldn't withstand such a great force and cracked slightly.

"Congratulations, King. Your wish has now been fulfilled."

Behind him, Jiang Rao's charming and seductive voice came, and she had already walked behind Yi Huaizhi.

When Yi Huaizhi saw her coming, he immediately withdrew his hand that was covering the mirror and instead gently put his arm around her soft waist.

"Really? That's worth celebrating."

Yi Huaizhi chuckled and leaned over to kiss Jiang Rao's lips.

His lips were soft and gentle, mixed with the delicate scent of the painting spirit technique, which penetrated into Jiang Rao's nostrils. Such a reassuring smell actually came from the executioner who brought chaos to the world.

This kiss was like the calm before the storm, low and heavy.

Yi Huaizhi hugged the enchanting woman in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to merge her bones and blood into his own body.

Jiang Rao felt his hot yet suppressed breathing, but she never responded to Yi Huaizhi. She let him take it but never replied to him.

"What's wrong, isn't Xiao Rao happy for me?"

Yi Huaizhi seemed to sense Jiang Rao's lack of response, he suddenly let go of Jiang Rao and spoke gently.

His smile was still as refreshing as before, or perhaps it was because Yi Huaizhi disguised himself too perfectly and no one had ever truly understood him.

"I am naturally happy for the king."

Jiang Rao put on a bewitching smile, and the art of painting spirits flowed in her eyes, blooming with a purple ghostly look, and she deeply absorbed Yi Huaizhi into these bright eyes.

Immediately, Jiang Rao stood on tiptoe and kissed Yi Huaizhi's lips.

Just like the moonlight under the night sky, mysterious and alluring. Just like Jiang Rao herself, it was clearly poison to Yi Huaizhi, but he still enjoyed it.

Yi Huaizhi felt her initiative and responded to her uncontrollably, their tongues moving flexibly as they entangled with each other.

It seemed as if Jiang Rao had endless charm for him, attracting him deeply, and he was willing to fall into it even if it was a trap.

At the moment when Yi Huaizhi was moved, a cold murderous intent flashed in Jiang Rao's eyes.

She waved her right hand, and suddenly four silver needles glowing with cold light appeared, on which all her spiritual painting skills were poured.

Behind Yi Huaizhi's back, Jiang Rao used all her strength to stab the silver needle in her hand into Yi Huaizhi's neck.

This blow will either kill or cripple you.