He was extremely heartbroken!

Looking back to the past, Qin Yan was an unpopular illegitimate prince. If he had not met him, he would have no chance to learn to read at the age of seven.

At that time, they felt sorry for him and taught him to read and write, and practiced Taoist magic together with him.

He wanted to be the emperor, and knelt in front of the Imperial Master's Mansion and begged bitterly.

He agreed out of pity and then made a gesture in front of the red dragon statue.

Despite the risk of illness, he changed his destiny to that of an emperor, but he never expected that he would become suspicious.

And not long after helping him to change his fate, his father died!

But now that he has betrayed his loyalty, he actually dares to ask a master to change his fate as an emperor?

How can he be satisfied?

I want to see who this Taoist friend is, who actually wants to change the emperor's fate that the people of Xuanmen have changed for others?

He is resentful!

He didn't care about these evil spirits and ghosts, and stretched out his hand in anger to form a finger, and saw red spiritual energy flashing in the isolation.

Not long after, the sound of evil ghosts crying was heard, and these things were scattered and turned into spiritual energy.

He angrily found Weng Ruoyun in the county government office, grabbed her shoulders with his claws and pulled hard.

The two of them turned into red spiritual energy, cut through the sky, left Hengcheng, and in the blink of an eye returned to a prosperous city where everything was thriving, the country was rich and the people were strong, the people lived in harmony, and there was happiness.

He looked around and found that everything was normal and there was no evil spirit causing trouble. He stood with her in the 9,000-story cloud-top palace and felt a little doubtful.

"Ms. Weng, do you think the capital has any interest?"

Weng Ruoyun: “…”

"No, this bird is so big. I'm going to play with it first."

Hearing her inexplicable question?

She was too lazy to think about it and must cherish the days when she was not pregnant.

With curious eyes, I looked at the magpies, wild geese, phoenixes, dragons, eagles, colorful birds, and many other beautiful creatures flying past.

She reached out her hand curiously and caught a colorful bird that exuded spiritual energy. With joy in her eyes, she lowered her feathers to her cheek and casually chose an excuse to pretend that she was married.

Her face was as soft as pink jade and as delicate as a rock. Her cheeks were a little thin but she did not look haggard. Instead, she was smiling happily like a flower.

"Hey, don't you see that I'm worried?"

Hearing the voice, a hint of disappointment appeared on his handsome yet cold face. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes and he turned around to look at her happy expression.

He sighed softly, reached out and stroked the colorful bird in her hand, his rosy thin lips raised a beautiful arc, and he looked at her smiling and gentle face with a very good mood and said.

"You look like a half-dead ghost and you are just as suspicious as Qin Yan. Isn't it better to be happy every day?"

Dongfangli: ? ? ?

Hearing her always saying hurtful words, he felt as depressed as if he had hit rock bottom!

Why couldn’t Weng Ruoyun be as gentle to him as she was to this colorful bird, at least a little bit gentle to him!

Could it be that in his heart, I am not even as good as a colorful bird?

Besides, why is he so suspicious?

It was he who personally changed Qin Yan's fate. If there was any change in the fate, he would suffer backlash!

"Come on, I'll show you with my own eyes, and you'll definitely believe me."

He felt aggrieved, and with a flick of his sword, the red spiritual energy dispersed the colorful bird in her hand.

He and she turned into spiritual energy again, and when they rushed back to the Daqi Gate, they felt a chill strike their souls. When they raised their eyes, they saw a dark and blood-like spiritual energy condensing above the deep palace.

He witnessed the scene with his own eyes, and was certain in his heart that there must be evil spirits and monsters wreaking havoc within the palace walls.

"This is similar to the spiritual energy I felt when I was trapped in the ghost realm? Could there be someone from the ghost clan in this palace?"

When he was sure, he heard her gentle words, and a hint of panic flashed across his worried face!

Then according to what she said, could it be possible that a ghost tribe had infiltrated the palace?

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