The bad girl wears the skirt quickly: the male protagonist is the servant

Jiang Yunming's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly supported Mu Qingqing and used forbidden power to transfer all his cultivation to her.

His body warmed up, and Mu Qingqing advised him not to waste his energy any further.

But later she gradually discovered that something was wrong. He was willing to exchange one life for another, and Mu Qingqing panicked.

"Jiang Yunming, let me go and don't do anything stupid!"

Jiang Yunming's pale face curled into a smile, sincere and warm, and the love in his eyes almost became tangible.

"How can it be considered a stupid thing, my dear, you are my only one."

As time passed, Mu Qingqing gradually recovered, but Jiang Yunming had exhausted all his life.

He held Mu Qingqing's hand and fell into her arms.

"Jiang Yunming, don't sleep, wake up!"

A tear fell on the tip of Jiang Yunming's nose.

"Why are you crying? You're not dead yet." He smiled and raised his hand to wipe away Mu Qingqing's tears.

"But seeing Qingqing'er feel sad for me makes my life worthwhile."

Tears welled up in Mu Qingqing's eyes and her hands couldn't stop shaking

"Not worth it, not worth it, Jiang Yunming."

Jiang Yunming, "Of course it's worth it. Who am I, Jiang Yunming, to make Qingqing feel sorry for me?

After I die, Qingqing'er can be close to whoever she wants, and no one will care about you anymore.

When the time comes, my dear Qingqing'er will become the emperor, appoint several imperial consorts, and enjoy music and dance every day... Well, when you are bored in your spare time, don't forget to visit my grave."

He closed his eyes tiredly, and only his slowly fluttering eyelashes showed the signs of his life.

Mu Qingqing shook her head: "No, it's not."

"Jiang Yunming, wake up, don't sleep, if you wake up I will marry you, okay?"

Jiang Yunming curled the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Are you willing to marry me, my dear?"

"very nice."

After he finished speaking, the hand he was holding tightly around Mu Qingqing suddenly loosened its grip and dropped it to his side.

"Jiang Yunming!"

A heart-wrenching cry echoed throughout the valley.

Mu Qingqing didn't know how Jiang Yunming's body was brought back, nor did she know how Jiang Yunming was buried. She only knew that the Huo Jie, Huo Yu, and that group of hypocritical and upright families all deserved to die!

She was wearing Jiang Yunming's favorite pink color, and holding a long sword, she rushed towards Tianshan Sect.

"Witch, you are not dead!"

With a leap she soared into the sky, her figure was as fast as lightning, making it hard to keep up with her.

The sword flashed and the blood flowed.

Killed from the outer gate to the inner gate.

He picked out dozens of sects overnight.

The air was filled with the smell of blood. Several elders were concentrating on confronting Mu Qingqing: "Is this witch possessed by a demon? How come her cultivation increased so much overnight?"

Mu Qingqing was fed up with their noise, and her figure flashed behind them like a ghost, and she sent them to death with a sword.

Her actions angered the system, and several lightning bolts struck down from the sky, hitting Mu Qingqing directly.

Everyone: "This witch deserves to die. Even the Heaven can't stand this anymore!"

A white halo suddenly appeared, wrapping her tightly inside and blocking the attack of the heavenly thunder.

The spiritual energy around him was filled with a familiar smell.

It’s Jiang Yunming.

Even if he died, he could not bear to see Mu Qingqing suffer any injustice.

Use the last bit of mental strength to protect her from the wind and rain.

There is always a way out. You can survive by overcoming life and death.

Mu Qingqing figured it out.

His cultivation level skyrocketed in an instant.

"It's over, she's going to ascend!"

"Ascendants cannot be killed! We are saved."

Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes and glanced at them coldly.

"I wish to sacrifice my body to heaven and earth to avenge their hatred, and never be reborn into the mortal world again in my lifetime."

In an instant, a strong wind blew and the sky and earth became dark...

Those hypocritical elders all died tragically.

Li Li rushed over to stop Mu Qingqing: "Now that they are dead, you won't let these innocent people go?"

"Many of them are just like you when you first entered the fairyland, and there is nothing wrong with that."

"Nothing wrong..."

One sentence stopped Mu Qingqing where she was. Yes, she had done nothing wrong back then.

He looked at Li Li deeply and left the sect.

That night, news spread that Mu Qingqing had massacred the Demon Realm.

She stabbed Huo Jie with a sword and dug out his heart in one move.

The means are cruel and unbearable to watch.

Huo Jie was puzzled: "Why?"

"Many years ago, you killed a peasant couple for your own selfish desires... They are my father and mother. You and Shang Ling both deserve to die. Wuwang, who protected her, also deserves to die!"

Huo Jie: "So you dug out his eyes, making him go crazy and unable to raise his head in front of the world forever?"

"Yes, now it's your turn!"

She retracted her sword, and Huo Jie fell down with a bang.

He died a worthy death!

"Have you seen enough?" Mu Qingqing shot a stream of light over, and Huo Yu appeared.

The once passionate and lively little girl was now covered in blood, like a Shura crawling out of hell.

Seeing her crawling out from the sea of ​​blood and corpses alone with a cold face, Huo Yu's face was full of heartache.

"Qingqing!"

Mu Qingqing smiled at him tenderly and shot an arrow through his heart.

The pain on Huo Yu's face was replaced by physical pain before it disappeared.

"You are worthy of calling me Qingqing?" Mu Qingqing snorted coldly: "This is the price for hurting my husband!"

Huo Yu: "Jiang Yunming?"

Mu Qingqing tilted her head and stabbed him with the sword again: "Don't think I will let you go if you don't kill me. I am being polite to you by giving you a quick death!"

"Don't worry, I will leave you an intact body!" This was the last tenderness she left for Huo Yu.

She didn't want to kill him, but she didn't want to make Jiang Yunming sad even more.

……

Mu Qingqing carried the two heads to Jiang Yunming's grave. She placed the flowers beside them and chatted with Jiang Yunming.

"Look, I brought them here to keep you company. You will definitely not be alone in the afterlife."

She pointed at Huo Jie and said, "I can give you this head, but not the other one. I promised him that I would leave him a complete body. I will show it to you. I will have someone sew it up later. I will have your minister sew it up, so don't be jealous."

She poured herself a glass of wine and said, "Just ask the minister who urges you to recruit concubines every day. His daughter is an excellent embroidery worker and will definitely teach him."

Mu Qingqing's eyes were red, but she looked at the tombstone very gently. She also patiently shared with him the interesting things that happened one by one.

"Now that I am the empress, your ministers dare not advise me to find a good husband. They are afraid that I will chop off their heads..."

"Men are just like that. I'm too busy. I don't want to be an emperor in my next life."

"Su Ji's pastries are good. I'll bring you some next time."

“All the flowers I planted are blooming.”

Why can't you come back?

Raising his hand and wiping the tombstone, Jiang Yunming's former voice and appearance appeared before his eyes one by one.

She lowered her eyes and drank a glass of wine.

A little bitter.

At the same time, the blind Wuwang received a gift.

Shang Ling’s head.

He sat dejectedly in the wheelchair, and he knew that she would not let anyone go.

Including him.

……

The country has been peaceful and the people have been safe, with good weather and good harvests for decades.

It's early spring again.

The queen abdicated and the new emperor ascended the throne.

The people's lives are prosperous, and the music of stringed instruments and orchestras is pleasing to the ears.

……

University castle

"She doesn't even dare to post photos, she only knows how to frame and pay, is she a fat bitch?"

"I can't tell!"

His bony hands rested on the keyboard, and the screen was reflected on the man's angular face. Jian Ci'an's cold brows were slightly frowned.

The voice was lazy and magnetic, "Let's make an appointment to meet, and then we'll know."

He had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were full of sarcasm towards the other side of the screen.