Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

The sun was shining brightly at noon.

Luo Qingluan suddenly came to visit Nangong Junchen.

She was wearing a long pink dress, tall, her skin was like snow, and her eyes were like gems. She was bathed in the sun, as if she was wearing a golden color coat, exuding a magical atmosphere.

Nangong Junchen saw the reluctance in the other's brows at a glance, and naturally guessed the purpose of the other party's visit.

Presumably Luo Qingluan is about to leave for Shiwanda Mountain.

This was what he expected.

However, the side quest of Luo Qingluan has not yet been completed, and it is inevitable that this girl will leave like this.

It seems that Shiwanda Mountain is a must-visit.

While thinking about it, he said to Luo Qingluan: "I haven't seen Miss Qingluan's divine bird in the past few days. No wonder I always feel that something is missing."

"Pfft."

Luo Qingluan was originally in a low mood, but when he heard Nangong Junchen's words, he couldn't help chuckling a few times, and his expression became brighter.

"Xiaoqing is still a long way from the level of the divine bird, and it is now in retreat in my aunt's jurisdiction."

Luo Qingluan explained with a smile, and immediately found a topic at random, "Does Master Nangong have news about that person yesterday?"

"A clue has been found, no accident, it will take him a few days to get hold of him."

Nangong Junchen looked slightly cold and said, "Miss Qingluan, don't worry, I will never forgive anyone who tries to hurt you."

"Well, I believe you." Luo Qingluan nodded and lowered his eyes, as if he was a little tangled.

"Girl, speak quickly if you have something to say, what are you tangled up in?"

"Isn't it just to invite him to Shiwanda Mountain? Just find any reason."

"Isn't he helping people find a woman with two pupils before? Just for this reason, it's enough to deceive him to the 100,000 Dashan Mountain."

Another soul in his mind urged, "If you are so entangled, we don't have to go back."

Luo Qingluan gritted her teeth and didn't have the courage to speak.

Nangong Junchen noticed Luo Qingluan's expression and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Qingluan, is there anything else? Just tell me if you have anything."

Luo Qingluan took a breath and wanted to back down, but he quickly gathered up his courage and said, "Young Master Nangong, I plan to leave here tomorrow and return to Shiwanda Mountain."

"Oh?"

A trace of disappointment appeared on Nangong Junchen's face, and he couldn't help but say, "So you're leaving?"

Seeing Nangong Junchen's reluctant expression, Luo Qingluan felt that her heart was touched a few times, she was reluctant to part, and now it is even more uncomfortable.

But now that she had summoned up her courage, she still gritted her teeth and said, "Master Nangong, the baptism of my clan's holy river is about to begin, and I must return to the clan before that."

Seeing that Nangong Junchen's expression became more and more lost, Luo Qingluan said quickly, "Thanks to the hospitality of the young master Nangong these days, Qingluan is very grateful. It is a matter of time, it is just the kindness of the hospitality of the young master Nangong, but I don't know. How to repay."

"Why do I need to repay? It's my honor to serve Miss Qingluan." Nangong Junchen waved his hand, looking free and easy.

"Otherwise, I'll invite you to our Qingluan family as a guest."

Luo Qingluan took advantage of the situation and said, "This holy river baptism, not only our Qingluan Saint Clan, but other tribes can invite some Tianjiao to watch the ceremony. If it is convenient for Young Master Nangong, my Qingluan Saint Clan will definitely entertain it."

"Is Saintess Qingluan inviting me?"

Nangong Junchen smiled in his heart, this was something he didn't expect, but it gave him a legitimate reason to go directly to Shiwanda Mountain, and then wait for the opportunity to find that Chen Yaoer.

"Well, Qingluan solemnly invited Young Master Nangong. I wonder if you will accept it or not?" Luo Qingluan mustered all the courage and said seriously.

"I'm afraid..."

Nangong Junchen paused, and the tone had struck Luo Qingluan's heart like a dull thunder.

Does he not want to?

Is it the first time you invite someone to be a guest at home, will you be rejected?

Luo Qingluan's heart was sour, and she wanted to cry, as if something had been lost, and a little water had already poured out of her blue eyes.

Naturally, she didn't know that Nangong Junchen suddenly received a prompt from the system.

"Ding! Detected Yun Hao, the son of luck, the information is loaded."

"Yun Hao, the descendant of Yun Village in the Great Wilderness Mountains of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the direct descendant of the Shengtian Yun Clan, born supreme, fifteen years old, half-step Heavenly Venerate."

Nangong Junchen was a little absent-minded, this son of luck, this method seems to be familiar.

It wouldn't be the protagonist who was deprived of the supreme bone since childhood and later became the Emperor of the Wild Heaven in the web articles he read in his previous life.

Yuncun, wouldn't there be a willow tree left over from ancient times, and a bunch of old monsters with missing arms and legs?

Little monsters cultivated by a group of old monsters, as well as the treasure blessing of the willow tree, plus a family background with an invincible background?

This is an invincible rhythm no matter what.

Dear, if this is the case, then this child of luck will be a bit difficult to deal with.

Wait, according to the thief God's routine, the son of luck will be involved with the empress without exception.

Either have a grudge against the empress, or grudge against the empress's son-in-law.

Yun Hao, the son of luck, the Shengtian Yun clan behind him seems to have nothing to do with the Empress. Could it be the old monsters behind Yun Hao who can be related?

Or Chen Yaoer, the missing maid of the Empress, could it be that Chen Yaoer also hid in Yuncun?

Thinking like this, the logic seems to make sense. A bunch of old monsters, plus a maid, if they all have hatred against the Empress, then the little monsters they cultivate will definitely be against the Empress.

Is that true?

The guesses now are meaningless. When you go to the hundred thousand mountains, you will know.

Nangong Junchen suppressed these thoughts temporarily, and returned to Luo Qingluan's side.

Since Yun Hao, the son of luck, appeared in Shiwanda Mountain, he had to go to Shiwanda Mountain.

Just in time, Luo Qingluan's invitation came at the right time.

"Since Miss Qingluan invited her kindly, I, Nangong Junchen, would naturally be disrespectful."

"Miss Qingluan, it is my honor to have your invitation."

When Luo Qingluan heard this, she felt a sense of joy falling from the sky, and she felt like she was born from hell to heaven. Before the tears in her eyes were wiped away, a moving smile appeared on her face.

The half-covered pear blossoms are raining, and the half-wiped red clouds are flying. This kind of charm makes Nangong Junchen also stay for a while.

It's so beautiful.

"By the way, there is something I want to ask Miss Qingluan."

Nangong Junchen seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a smile, "I don't know what Miss Qingluan said a few days ago, is it true or false about the contest to recruit relatives at the Holy River baptism?"

"Ah?" Luo Qingluan was suddenly stunned. He didn't expect Nangong Junchen to ask about this, and his expression turned shy for a while.

Nangong Junchen showed an "I understand" look, and hurriedly asked, "I don't know if I am qualified to participate in the competition to recruit relatives?"

Luo Qingluan's heart skipped a beat, as if there were countless roars swept through her mind, she stayed where she was, as if all her strength had been drained, and after a long time, she made a soft nasal sound.

"Um."

One word seems to represent a thousand words, followed by the hearty smile of Nangong Junchen and the hurried footsteps of Luo Qingluan fleeing.