After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"This wine...tsk tsk."

Shang Wu's cheeks flushed red. She got drunk very quickly today. She started mumbling with a silly smile:

"I remember when I used to go down the mountain and travel the world, there were storytellers in taverns... telling stories about strange stories and legends."

"The story is quite interesting, but they like to embellish it and spread rumors and slander it."

Having said that, Shang Wu clenched his fist and slammed the table.

Hearing this, Li Mo's eyes lit up slightly.

storytelling.....

"Eh? My dear apprentice, have you ever heard of storytelling?"

Shang Wu held her chin with one hand and asked with her head tilted.

More than just heard of it!

A mysterious look appeared on Li Mo's lips: "I have heard a lot, and I know a lot that you have definitely not heard."

"boast."

Shang Wu expressed disdain, saying, "I have read more books than you have used paper."

Seeing that she didn't believe him, Li Mo glanced at Bing Tuozi again and coughed lightly:

"Don't believe it? Then I'll tell you."

"one comes."

Shang Wu started to make a fuss.

Although Ying Bing was still in shock, she was somewhat attracted.

The inheritance he obtained was extraordinary. Perhaps some of it contained secret books that had long since disappeared from the world?

Snapped--

Li Mo slammed the table, with a certain momentum of a storyteller slamming a gavel:

"Two beautiful ladies."

"My mouth is dry and I can't finish my book. Could you offer me a glass of wine?"

Student Li has had a histrionic personality for a long time.

Shang Wu and Ying Bing have become accustomed to many things over time.

"Tsk tsk, it tastes a bit like that."

"Speak nicely, there's a reward for speaking well."

Shang Wu smiled and poured him a cup of Immortal Drunk.

Li Mo took a sip and suddenly felt his whole body warming up. His mind became much brighter and his thoughts became clear instantly.

The novels of my previous life are different from the storytelling in this world.

However, this did not bother him.

Just cut back and polish.

Also, considering the audience, after all, girls like to listen to songs with romantic elements...

"The story I'm going to tell you today is called 'The Return of the Empress'."

Ying Bing: “?”

Shang Wu: "That's interesting."

Li Mo's clear voice echoed:

"This story also has a little poem."

"A cold wind blows through the desolate valley, cicadas sing in spring and autumn... The girl returns!"

...

"She has unparalleled beauty, pure and otherworldly, and is recognized as a fairy in the martial arts world."

"She holds a high position and is decisive in killing. She alone can terrify countless forces in the nine heavens and ten earths."

"She is so powerful that a single sword strike can chill nineteen states."

"Her name is Leng Qingqiu, a female emperor, also known as the Cold Witch by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Because of her power, she is a taboo existence in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."

With just a few words from Li Mo, the image of an extremely powerful and cold empress came to life on paper.

Shang Wu thought about it and said suspiciously:

"Is there such a person? Why have I never heard of him?"

Ying Bing also looked at Li Mo, her eyes slightly narrowed.

Li Mo coughed lightly and said:

"It's said to be a taboo, and it's so old, it's normal that you don't know about it."

"The Shang Dynasty was once prosperous, and many of its great figures have vanished into thin air now."

Shang Wu pursed her lips and took a sip of wine.

"alright."

Li Mo continued:

"However, even a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Moreover, a female emperor like this, who is not attached to any power and is not subject to any control, is naturally regarded as a thorn in the eyes of countless people."

"In order to deal with her, the forces of good and evil joined forces and forced her into a desperate situation."

"That day, the sun and moon lost their light, the heavens and the earth turned upside down, the gods and Buddhas wept, and the ghosts cried at night."

"Her palace was a river of blood, corpses piled up like mountains, countless powerful masters perished, and the world was shaken."

"Although Leng Qingqiu was powerful, he had reached the end of his rope and was forced into the abyss."

Shang Wu's almond-shaped eyes were full of brilliance, and she was obviously immersed in the story.

The thoughtful look on Ying Bing's face became more and more intense.

She felt somewhat familiar.

The empress in Li Mo's story had a different name and a very different experience from hers.

But in some cases, she could resonate with them.

In her previous life, she was not tolerated by the nine heavens and ten earths. Even though she had done nothing wrong and was only focused on her martial arts, she never had the idea of ​​stirring up trouble.

But she did not join the world of martial arts, but the world of martial arts came to her.

A powerful and out-of-control existence is enough to be regarded as a thorn in the eye.