The breeding model among all the worlds: I’m really not a scumbag!

Cao Rui did not hesitate any longer. He turned into grass and escaped into the cave underground. He quietly followed the team without disturbing the red-robed lama outside.

Inside the underground palace, it was so quiet that it seemed like a vacuum world. Only the light footsteps of a few people echoed faintly in the long corridor, like the beat of a death drum.

On the walls, ancient oil lamps flickered, illuminating the dragon carvings and paintings. The murals seemed like awakened eyes of history, quietly staring at the intruders.

Zhen Huan looked solemn as she stood in front of a mysterious magic circle. She waved her hands, formed profound seals, and chanted incantations. Her ethereal voice seemed to travel through the underworld.

As spiritual power was injected, the magic circle shone brightly, and a crack slowly appeared in the center. Crow feathers flew out, like black snowflakes dancing in the sky, and the seal loosened.

The light gradually faded, revealing a sarcophagus behind it.

The coffin lid slowly opened.

Two beautiful women were lying quietly inside, like fairies who had been sleeping for a thousand years.

Cao Rui moved to the stone wall above the underground palace, looking down from above. With just one glance, he felt that the two faces were extremely familiar, and then he confirmed that they were Liu Shishi and Yang Mi.

To be precise, it’s the film and television roles they played!

I don’t know which TV show came out to make these two a pair, living together as a pair in the coffin in the underground palace?

suddenly!

Cao Rui's eyes moved slightly, and a faint black mist appeared in the depths of his pupils. He instantly saw the special talents of the two Sleeping Beauties.

[Traveler (Have you been hit by a dump truck today?)]

——A special talent that combines adaptability to time and space, memory fusion, skill inheritance, physical enhancement, foresight and induction, and mental toughness.

——Please choose your way of traveling, the world is unknown.

(Unlock condition: Travel to another world.)

……

While Cao Rui was checking the instructions, Zhen Huan was not idle either. Her eyes were burning as she continued to change her magic spells with her hands. The magic threads coiled around the sarcophagus like nimble silver snakes, pulling at the dormant power in the bodies of the two sleeping beauties.

In an instant, the two beauties were surrounded by flashes of light, which actually dissipated directly into gas and connected to each other in some unique way.

Zhen Huan immediately opened her mouth and absorbed them into her body. Her body trembled slightly and she looked painful.

She felt as if her soul was being pulled out of her body by a tremendous force.

In an instant, the sky and the earth spun, and everything around blurred into colorful blocks and quickly retreated backwards.

The scene suddenly changed, and the view in front of me suddenly became clear.

—But the sky above the capital was covered with thick haze, and the heavy leaden clouds seemed to crush the entire city.

The howling wind, carrying with it the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood, swept through the streets and alleys.

On the city wall, the Qing flag was in tatters and trembling in the wind, as if wailing in despair.

Outside the city, thousands of soldiers and horses came roaring and rushing like a surging black tide. The shouts of killing broke the sky and made people's eardrums hurt.

As the city gate collapsed, the enemy troops poured in like a flood. Wherever they went, the Qing troops were defeated and had no power to resist.

Amidst this chaos and noise, a figure stood out like the sun breaking through the clouds.

The man was dressed in black armor, with a tall and majestic figure, as if the god of war had descended to the earth, and his every move exuded the domineering aura of a king.

The surrounding soldiers shouted enthusiastically, with voices rising one after another:

"Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"

The cry was like a raging wave, ready to drown the heaven and earth.

Zhen Huan seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread and floated forward involuntarily. When the emperor of the new dynasty ascended the throne surrounded by thousands of people, he slowly turned around. The moment their eyes met, she felt as if struck by lightning and was filled with horror.

That cold, majestic and high-spirited face belonged to none other than the good son-in-law she recognized - Cao Rui!

"how come?"

Cao Rui's eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if to say that even if you have planned everything, you cannot escape the fate.

Zhen Huan quickly fell into a painful dilemma. On one side was the Qing Dynasty, the century-old foundation, the well-being of millions of people, and on the other side, she also had to pursue spiritual practice with all her painstaking efforts.

On the other side were Longyue's innocent eyes full of expectation. He owed his daughter a lot, so how could he bear to destroy her happiness with his own hands and make her a widow.

Zhen Huan's heart was like the sea swept by a storm, surging and turbulent, and difficult to calm down for a long time.

Reason and emotion are like two ferocious beasts, engaging in a thrilling life-and-death struggle in the wilderness of the soul.

In the end, the cold and hard reason was like an extremely sharp sword, ruthlessly piercing the soft veil of emotions.

She looked at the "future" new emperor Cao Rui, who was full of vigor and vitality, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. She decided to kill her future son-in-law.

At worst, we can hold a grand ceremony to select a husband for Longyue and invite all the handsome men in the country.

After making a decision.

The two stolen [Talent·Travelers] also reached their limits and brought her soul back to the underground palace.

As if the burden was too heavy, Zhen Huan suddenly vomited violently, spitting out the two beauties who were scattered and angry.

The figures of the two beauties gradually took shape in the light, with vague signs of waking up.

"Zhen Huan, what did you see?"

The bald monk asked with concern, without stopping his actions, using Buddhist techniques to forcibly suppress the two vaporized beauties, preventing them from waking up or escaping.

Zhen Huan wiped the corners of her mouth, turned to Qianlong, Jiaqing, and the bald monk, and explained the situation solemnly:

"I saw it. Qianlong is now in Shenjing City. He is the husband chosen by Longyue and Jin Kaiwen's good brother Cao Rui."

"He has many secrets and is extremely good at disguising himself. He can conceal the truth. We have all been deceived by him. He is definitely not a living dead."

"How could it be him?"

The bald monk was shocked after hearing this. He had been dating Jin Kaiwen for a long time and had already investigated his background thoroughly, so he naturally knew who Cao Rui was.

I never imagined that the potential dragon who could overthrow the Qing Dynasty was always by my side.

The bald monk was suddenly horrified and felt that the destiny was hard to predict.

Fortunately, the Qing Dynasty had sufficient cultural foundation, and alien visitors would often appear inexplicably, trying to stir up waves of love and make the princes jealous and fight to the death.

Trying to flatter the king brings disaster to the country and the people!

fortunately.

When Nurhaci started his army with thirteen sets of armor, he was protected by the god Krishna and learned the method to suppress destiny. He suppressed all the alien visitors in the underground palace mausoleum, thus ensuring the longevity of the country.

The wrinkled face of the bald monk glowed with excitement, and he said excitedly:

"Amitabha, good, good! Now that we know who Qianlong is, it's like lighting a lamp in the darkness. We naturally have a direction to deal with him."

"I will cast a spell right now to destroy his body and soul!"

When Qianlong heard this, he couldn't help laughing:

"God bless our Qing Dynasty! Mother, Master, please make every effort to prevent him from escaping!"

Jiaqing also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the throne under his butt was secure. It was already frustrating enough to have the Empress Dowager and the Emperor Retired sharing power above him.

If the rebels invaded the capital and our country was lost, would we still follow Chongzhen's example and hang ourselves in Meishan?

I don’t have the guts and courage!

Things are very good now. We can eliminate the biggest rebel, dispatch troops to eliminate other smaller rebels, establish merit and prestige, and then seize power from the retired Emperor Qianlong.

……

The four were so excited and happy that they could not express it in words.

Unbeknownst to them, Cao Rui was hiding in the dark above their heads, listening to their conversation clearly, thinking to himself:

"Good fellow, you mobilized so many troops to worship the ancestors just to kill me, then don't blame me for being rude!"

His eyes were stern and he was watching Zhen Huan's every move closely.

Zhen Huan waved her hands, muttered something, and began to summon the dragon energy from Qianlong and Jiaqing, preparing to seal the two beauties and Nian Shilan in the underground palace again.

Just as the dragon energy was gathering and the magic circle was about to be completed, Cao Rui took decisive action. A stream of spiritual power shot out, directly destroying the magic circle and awakening the consciousness of the two beauties.