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

Just when Nangong Junchen was uneasy, the cold wind between the heavens and the earth converged directly, turning into a soft breeze and swept past.

The sky is still bright, and the lake is colorful, like a wonderful scene.

"I hope your inspiration will not disappoint Ben Emperor."

The queen's voice rang out.

Nangong Junchen's head suddenly buzzed, what does this mean?

He was stunned for more than ten breaths before he came back to his senses, Miaozai Miaozai, the Empress promised me!

Nangong Junchen was overjoyed in his heart, and quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, then Wei Chen will start."

The queen said nothing.

Nangong Junchen acquiesced, then took a deep breath and slowly approached the Empress.

A touch of fragrance lingers on the nose.

The empress' trembling eyelashes, the slightly moving eyes, and the light and undulating neck... are in sight.

Nangong Junchen even felt an imperceptible blush on the Empress' fair face.

Then, as fast as lightning, he turned his head slightly, and printed his lips with those of the empress.

After softening, there are bursts of vertigo.

In the dizziness, there is a touch of stimulation that cannot be concealed.

Nangong Junchen hooked the tip of his tongue subconsciously, and the softness on the tip of his tongue added to the endless beauty, and he really wanted to go further.

"thump!"

The next moment, his figure turned into an arc and smashed into Bihu.

boom!

In an instant, thousands of lakes, like the power of tens of thousands, smashed on him in an instant.

At this moment, he woke up.

The corners of his mouth raised a smooth arc, and the wonderful scene in his mind lingered.

Again, if there is a first time, there will be a second time, and there will be thousands of times.

What if the Empress punished a little, how could she resist her restless ambition.

No matter what you say, you have to go further and completely pull the Empress into the water!

"Now tell Ben Di what your so-called inspiration is."

Suddenly, the queen's voice rang out.

Nangong Junchen was surprised to find that he actually returned to the Empress's side. He thought it was a dream at first, and then he found himself wet, and only then did he realize that everything was true just now.

A kiss, it's done!

Nangong Junchen felt that it should not be too wonderful, and he forgot to shake off the lake water all over his body for a while, and the cold wind swept through him, making him shiver for a while.

Following, he drove the power to disperse the lake water around him, but soon he found that the lake water could not be driven out at all, and the coldness was still there.

Only then did he realize that the Empress was punishing him.

This is corporal punishment!

He said in his heart that he was still in a good mood. After all, the Empress didn't do anything to him.

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen thought of a poem just now."

"Yun wants to look like clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold to reveal Hualong. If it hadn't been seen on the top of Qunyu Mountain, I would have met Yaotai under the moon."

Nangong Junchen recited it affectionately. This poem was originally a praise for such a fairy-like woman as Yang Guifei, and it was very suitable for the empress.

The goddess under the moon in Yaotai, the empress can also be worthy.

After listening to the Empress, her face softened, and the corners of her mouth drew a little arc, and she could see that she was in a good mood.

The next moment, Nangong Junchen's entire body of lake water disappeared, the coldness dissipated, and a soft warmth rose.

After all, the empress still looked at the face of this poem and forgave Nangong Junchen's bold behavior just now.

"The poem is good, what's the name of the poem?" the Empress asked.

"Do you have feelings for your Majesty's lower palace?" Nangong Junchen opened his mouth and came.

"vulgar!"

The Empress hummed, with a little arrogance, "When the Emperor didn't hear it, this poem will be called 'Goddess' in the future."

"Good goddess, good goddess, Your Majesty is wise!"

Nangong Junchen looked full of praise. He naturally knew that this goddess was not Baguio, but the Empress.

And the source of the goddess is naturally his dream.

The goddess in the dream, wearing cheongsam and black silk, is the empress in front of her.

...

Boom!

A melodious bell tolled spread throughout the continent.

For a moment, the void buzzed, and the rays of light fell from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the entire continent was completely boiling, and countless eyes turned to the huge star in the air.

Heavenly Desolate God Realm, Heavenly Gate will open!

bang.

Bright colorful rays of light fell from the Heavenly Desolate God Realm, pierced through the void, and evolved into a door of light that was as high as 100 feet high.

The door of light hangs in the air, and there is a dull sound of "click", and golden light shoots out, exuding a quaint majesty.

A golden avenue descends and evolves into a splendid golden square.

The sound of chaos circulates, the runes and the streamers are intertwined, it seems to breed a vast world, surrounded by the sun and the moon, the stars and rivers turn, the earth, mountains and rivers, covering all things.

Such a miracle has already dazzled everyone.

Everywhere in the realm, a domineering figure showed arrogance and stared at the golden light square.

God's Square!

Only the chosen gods are qualified to step into the square.

Shenzi Square borders the Golden Avenue, walk on the avenue, enter the golden gate of heaven, and you can enter the Heavenly Desolate God Realm.

Opportunity lies within the gate of that day.

These domineering figures have always been in a peaceful state of mind, and at this time they can't help but get excited.

The once-in-a-decade opportunity is of great significance to them.

To be selected by the Desolate God Realm, they are all very powerful Tianjiao, and Tianjiao has the opportunity of Tianjiao. They think that the opportunity of Tianhuang God Realm belongs to them, and no one can take it away.

Ling Dong, Liu Ye, Chen Quan, Mo Wuyou, etc.

They are all excitedly waiting.

Nangong Junchen was not in a hurry at this time. He was lying in Situ Feifei's arms, with his head resting on Situ Feifei's long soft and smooth legs, enjoying the gentle massage of the other party, which was extremely comfortable.

"I am afraid that in this world, only our young master can be so peaceful."

Situ Feifei stopped the massage, peeled off a spirit crystal grape, and put it into the man's mouth obediently.

The delicate figure moved slightly, and the soft touch passed by, exuding a different charm.

"What's the rush, it's yours, no one can take it away, it's not yours, and it will eventually fall into your own hands."

"Young master is really domineering."

"Really? You didn't say that last night..."

A wicked smile swept across Nangong Junchen's mouth, looking at the huge star with a look of anticipation.

The gates of heaven are wide open, and the sons of God are fighting.

The Heavenly Desolate God Realm has finally come.

It is worth exploring what kind of situation this rumor has a great chance.

He stood up slowly, shook his body, stretched his waist, exuding an indifferent breath.

After a period of rest, it's time to get active.

Ling Dong, there is also the third branch god child - Sikongming, have you prepared?

Just as he was thinking, the ring in his hand suddenly vibrated, and the gem lit up red.

The queen is online.

Nangong Junchen immediately released the power of his soul and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Wei Chen is listening."

"Enter the Heavenly Desolate God Realm and contact this Emperor as soon as possible."

"According to the order."

"Don't die." The Empress's voice was somewhat inexplicable and seemed solemn, "Your life belongs to this Emperor, do you know?"

"Wei Chen understands."

"Go, don't embarrass the emperor." The empress dropped these arrogant words and went offline.

Nangong Junchen's mouth twitched, shame? Your Majesty, you are thinking too much, this does not exist at all.