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

"It's already time, why hasn't the reception of the Qingluan Saint Clan come yet?"

An hour later, there were some impatient voices in Tianjiao Square.

According to the past practice, before the baptism of the holy river of each clan, all the arrogances will gather at the Tianjiao Square in the Holy City of Wanshan, and then go to the stronghold of this clan under the guidance of this clan.

These arrogances in the square are equivalent to signing up for the assessment after the baptism of the Holy River.

In addition to some rewards, those who complete the assessment can also learn from the arrogances of various ethnic groups, or ask for marriage from the arrogant daughters who participated in the baptism of the holy river, and so on.

The same is true for the Holy River baptism of the Qingluan Saint Clan this time.

Because of the existence of the Qingluan Saintess, many people have already been eager to try, and they have to pass the examination and ask the Qingluan Saintess for marriage.

It can be said that this time the Holy River baptism of the Qingluan Saint Clan was regarded as the gift of the Qingluan Saint's son-in-law, and attracted much attention.

"This time the Holy River baptism is extraordinary, everyone has to be a little more patient." You Tianjiao said with a smile.

"That's true. After all, it is related to the life-long event of the Qingluan Saint, the Qingluan Saint Clan and the Qingluan Saint must be cautious." Someone agreed.

"This brother, why do you say that the baptism of the Holy River is related to the life of the Holy Maiden of Qingluan?"

Suddenly, a young man joined the chat group and asked curiously.

"Newbie?"

A Tianjiao looked at the young son and saw that the other party's breath was flat, obviously not competitive, and said a little patiently, "See the hundreds of Tianjiao in the square? They are all running towards the holy river of the Qingluan Saint Clan. What is the purpose of the baptism? Naturally, it is to participate in the assessment after the baptism of the Holy River, and those who pass the assessment are qualified to ask the Holy Maiden Qingluan for marriage."

"Like my White Elephant clan, if there is also a saint who participates in the baptism of the Holy River, other Tianjiao can also participate in the assessment according to this practice."

"What if Saintess Qingluan is unwilling?" The young son asked curiously.

"Don't want to? It doesn't matter."

Tianjiao of the White Elephant Clan smiled and said, "This is a rule handed down from ancient times, and it cannot be changed. After all, it's the words of the parents' matchmaker. As long as the strength allows, the personal wishes of the saintess can only take second place."

"Of course, if the Holy Maiden has someone she likes, she can also invite to participate in the baptism of the Holy River, a fair competition, which is also not opposed by us."

"I see."

The young master seemed to understand, and immediately asked again, "There are too many arrogances right now, wouldn't the Qingluan Saintess be dazzling?"

"It's just more time."

The Tianjiao of the White Elephant Clan smiled lightly, "Of course, if someone has the ability, they can take action now and drive these people out of the square. As long as the people who are not in the square when the Holy Maiden Qingluan is picked up, they will automatically lose their participation. qualifications for examination.”

"Is that okay?" The young man was taken aback for a moment, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the young man's face froze slightly, and he vaguely sensed that a subtle pry was circulating on his body, like a filament, ready to invade the depths of his soul at any time.

His heart froze suddenly, his soul power paused slightly, and he locked onto a young man dozens of meters away.

"It's kind of interesting, not many people know me Nangong Junchen in this square, but as soon as I appeared, I peeped with such a strong purpose. It must be too eager."

This young man was naturally Nangong Junchen. He glanced at the unfamiliar boy, and immediately saw the tower of luck above his head.

The genius of the 82nd floor is lucky.

Although his face is unfamiliar, Nangong Junchen can already be sure that this person is Yun Hao, the son of luck.

Combined with the Myriad Ways to Break the Barrier Eye, Yun Hao's true face is revealed.

In just two days, it was not easy to restore such a sky-defying luck.

"Yun Hao spying on himself, what is he doing? Is he trying to search for previous memories?"

A few traces of vigilance flashed in Nangong Junchen's heart, Yun Hao was behind a bunch of old monsters, mastering some mysterious methods, quietly searching for other people's memories, it is entirely possible to do so.

When I cooperated with Yun Hao before, I robbed Yun Hao's treasure by myself, and then pretended to be Yun Hao to kill the law of the Phoenix clan. Once Yun Hao found out about this, and completely turned against Yun Hao, the next step is not easy. Harvest each other's luck.

"Yunhao, you reminded me."

The corners of Nangong Junchen's mouth were slightly raised, and this risk was easy to avoid. After all, with the memory reincarnation potion, he could easily modify this memory.

As he said, he used the last third of the reincarnation memory potion to modify a perfect memory.

[The ancestral land of the Undead Phoenix Clan, he has been guarding outside the ancestral land and has never been anywhere. 】

[After returning to Wanshan Holy City and separating from Yun Hao, he has been cultivating in the palace of the Qingluan Saint Clan and has never been anywhere. 】

A perfect alibi, not too good.

After Nangong Junchen revised this memory, the playfulness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

After more than ten breaths, Yun Hao's spying came again.

It seems that this son of luck has a lot of doubts about himself in his heart, so can't wait to discover the truth of the day?

If that's the case, let's check it out.

Of course, he also took some precautions and was ready to seal his previous memories at any time. After all, it involves the secrets of the past. Once Yun Hao intends to investigate, he will definitely cut off Yun Hao's consciousness as soon as possible.

"Success."

On the other side, Yun Hao successfully sneaked into the depths of Nangong Junchen's memory.

Almost at the same time, he felt an extremely powerful suppression, as if there was an emperor-like coercion entrenched in Nangong Junchen's memory, not allowing others to probe at will.

"What a powerful spirit power, as expected from outside rumors, Nangong Junchen is definitely more than a ninth-rank supreme spirit."

Yun Hao was shocked and knew a little more about Nangong Junchen's strength.

Immediately, he stopped wasting time, quickly combed the memory lines, and found the memory of Nangong Junchen who went with him to the ancestral land of the Undead Phoenix Clan a few days ago.

Although he has a lot of interest in Nangong Junchen, the search method he uses now has a certain consumption on himself, so he intends to find out what happened that day and judge whether Nangong Junchen is worth continuing to trust.

In the memory picture, Nangong Junchen stood alone outside the ancestral land of the undead phoenix clan, guarding against the surrounding movement.

Not long after, there was a sudden movement from the ancestral land of the Undead Phoenix Clan, and Nangong Junchen reminded him of the Divine Soul Message Stone.

Then he rejoined Nangong Junchen outside his ancestral land.

No problem for now.

He continued to watch, and the two returned to the Holy City of Wanshan together.

Nangong Junchen returned to the territory of the Qingluan Saint Clan, and then entered the state of cultivation.

He never left the palace at all.

It's not Nangong Junchen!

Yun Hao quietly retreated to perception, and the doubts in his heart were also eliminated.

Memories can't be faked, since what happened that day wasn't done by Nangong Junchen, who is behind this framing me?

Yun Hao's expression was quiet, and he felt that a mysterious net was trapping him from all directions, and his unease became more and more intense.