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

Qingluan Saint Clan stronghold.

In the depths, on a floating immortal island.

Luo Qingluan sat cross-legged in the central square, surrounded by blue light, surrounded by runes, and the power of the blood was like a torrent, exuding extremely mysterious power.

Boom!

Along with the riot of blue light all over, Luo Qingluan's head suddenly jumped out of a huge blue bird shadow.

The Qingluan divine bird is entrenched, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and evolving endless Taoism.

Luo Qingluan's figure is sometimes illusionary and sometimes real, as if traveling through countless spaces, bringing a mysterious streamer after another.

Boom!

With a long sound, the shadow of Qingluan's divine bird dissipated, Luo Qingluan's figure gradually stabilized, and at the same time, a tyrannical breath swarmed up, causing the entire immortal island to tremble.

"It's incredible. In just a few days, Qingluan has been directly promoted from the first-rank jurisdiction to the second-rank."

"This speed is far beyond the arrogance of the clan. The power of the pure Qingluan bird's bloodline is unimaginable."

"Qingluan has such good fortune, I am afraid that within half a year, it will catch up with us elders."

The elders around Luo Qingluan who were cultivating and protecting the Dao tsk tsk tut praised, and sighed with emotion for Luo Qingluan's powerful talent.

It is also their honor that the Qingluan Saint Clan can produce Luo Qingluan. With Luo Qingluan there, their Qingluan Saint Clan will have no worries for at least a hundred years.

"Thank you, elders."

Luo Qingluan got up slowly, and bowed his hands to the surrounding elders, politely.

He was dressed in Tsing Yi, his face was as white as snow, his eyes flashed with blue light, and his demeanor exuded a touch of majesty.

It seems polite, but it is alienating, it seems soft, but it is cold.

After the fusion of Luo Qingluan's two souls, the various characteristics of the two soul bodies were integrated into one, becoming more mature and restrained, as if they were covered by a layer of fog, and it was difficult for anyone to spy on her true emotions.

Compared with the previous Luo Qingluan, at this time, she can bring more deterrence, even this polite voice exudes majesty, so that the elders do not dare to treat it casually.

The next moment, Luo Qingluan left floating and landed in his palace.

She called the personal maid and asked about what happened in the clan these days.

"Miss, the baptism of the Holy River ended yesterday. Because the lady didn't participate, it's not very popular."

"In addition, Tianjiao brought a heavy gift and wanted to propose to the patriarch, but they were all rejected by the patriarch."

Luo Qingluan nodded. She gave an ultimatum to the core high-level officials of the Qingluan Saint Clan some time ago. She is a woman of Nangong Junchen. Presumably, the Qingluan Saint Clan will not talk about her marriage in the future.

"Miss, Master Nangong came to visit yesterday, because you were not here, so he didn't stay too long."

"Is he alone?"

Luo Qingluan was happy in her heart, and you know that you came to me on the initiative, revealing some small resentment.

"No, Young Master Nangong brought a girl."

The maid said, "That girl looks cute and cute, and she is very handsome. When she grows up, it is very likely that she will be a beautiful embryo. Master Nangong is very kind to that girl—"

"Okay, needless to say."

Luo Qingluan's face became silent, and a pair of blue eyes flashed with blue light, exuding a faint coldness.

"Damn it, maid, the maid said the wrong thing."

Seeing Luo Qingluan's expression, the maid immediately fell to her knees in fright, repeatedly admitting her mistakes.

"It's none of your business, you go down."

Luo Qingluan waved her hand, feeling very uncomfortable, she knew that there was a little girl next to Nangong Junchen.

Although the other party has a beautiful face, but after all, she is young and does not pose any threat to herself, but for some reason, she still feels very uncomfortable. Does Junchen want to keep that girl by his side and keep him raised?

Or is there something special about that girl?

Luo Qingluan couldn't help but think of this, her mouth could not help pouting, no matter what, she felt sour in her heart.

Did you hide from Junchen and make Junchen angry?

Did your actions hurt Junchen?

But it's obvious that something like that happened to me and him, and I'm his real woman.

Wait, why should I be angry with a little girl, it seems too rude.

I am Junchen's woman, so I have to ask about the origin of that little girl.

Luo Qingluan calmed down his chaotic thoughts, and immediately left his palace, and floated outside Nangong Junchen's palace.

After a moment of hesitation, she walked over.

"Meet the saint."

The guard saluted her respectfully, and she tried to make herself smile, as if fighting something.

You have to behave better, you have to show the hostess's affinity and the caring towards the subordinates...

With a lot of messy thoughts mixed in her mind, she came to the outside of the hall.

...

"Mother-in-law, I still can't cultivate, what should I do?"

"Have I embarrassed Master?"

In the main hall, Ouyang Qinger confided to Granny Wang in a very uneasy manner.

"Qing'er, don't worry."

Grandma Wang didn't know how to persuade her. In the past few days, Qing'er's body didn't respond at all, and a large amount of medicinal pills were like sinking into the ocean.

This made her feel that Qing'er was like a bottomless pit, how could she not be able to fill it?

You must know that if those medicinal herbs are used on her body, she is afraid that the old tree will bloom and her cultivation will improve.

"Are you the little girl that Junchen brought back?"

Luo Qingluan walked into the hall, and when she saw Ouyang Qinger with an uneasy expression and a pitiful expression, she was stunned for a while.

This girl looks less than ten years old, her facial features are exquisite, her eyes are bright, her blue silk is low, and with this simple home dress, her temperament is no less than that of many people. No wonder everyone is saying that this girl will be a beauty embryo in the future. .

Luo Qingluan felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Ouyang Qinger and Granny Wang were surprised when they saw Luo Qingluan's arrival.

Dressed in blue clothes, three feet of blue silk, with a beautiful face and a graceful figure, she looks like a fairy in the world.

Ouyang Qing'er didn't expect such a beautiful sister to appear suddenly, and for a while she forgot the anxiety just now.

"This lady, you...are you the Holy Maiden of Qingluan?" Granny Wang responded.

"Saint Qingluan?"

Ouyang Qing'er murmured and said subconsciously, "Sister, are you my mistress?"

The matter of Shizun and Qingluan Saint has already spread all over the 100,000 Mountains, and Shizun even lives in the Qingluan Saint Clan. Ouyang Qinger is not stupid, so he naturally knows the relationship between Qingluan Saintess and Shizun.

"Huh? What?"

Luo Qingluan froze in place, teacher... teacher? How is this going?

For a while, her head buzzed, and her heart seemed to be shocked, and the uncomfortable emotions before were swept away, and the inexplicable hostility also disappeared.

In turn, she felt a little funny again, this girl seemed to be Junchen's apprentice, she was well-behaved and cute.

A happy smile appeared on Luo Qingluan's beautiful face, and she was calmly suppressed by her.

In short, her mood suddenly improved, and her eyes on Ouyang Qinger softened a bit.