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However, this crew looked pretty good. Whether it was the male lead or the costume, they were all very good.

Well, from these details, I knew the play would be popular.

The male lead's face was enough to suck the powder.

"Clang!" Ling Tian Qing stopped in his tracks with a crisp sound as he unsheathed his sword.

The sword reflected the bright sunlight, reflecting into the eyes of the girl who was still young.

A sharp killing intent was emitted from the sword.

Mo Yang, the close bodyguard that Ling Xuanxuan had come across, had already drawn his sword.

Ling Tian Qing's facial expression changed as she reached out with her hand carefully to touch the treasure sword that was glowing with a cold light.

It's not a prop, it's a real sword …

A treasured sword that could be broken with the wind.

Ling Tian Qing turned around and looked at the man who was much taller than her.

This time, she looked at it very seriously.

A handsome man dressed in a bright yellow robe, covered in sunlight, was not something a normal male celebrity could compare to. This was because on his body … Ling Tian Qing's brain, which was always slow, finally found four words: King's Qi!

The cold young man standing amongst the guards had an absolutely domineering aura of an emperor.

Whether it was his eyes or his posture.

She had seen too many people in power, including the leaders of various countries.

This person gave off an aura that was even more powerful than theirs — the aura of a ruler.

Ling Lingcun also silently looked at the young girl who was in a hurry right after he woke up.

Although she was wearing the clothes of this dynasty, her eyes …

She stared straight at him. She didn't avoid or fear him, only her eyes that were dancing in the sunlight … Very special.

"Miss, hurry up and leave …"

A man rushed in, covered in blood. He was dressed like a servant, but his movements were exceptionally agile.

In fact, everyone in the general's residence was not a weak scholar.

However, before the injured servant could reach Ling Qing, one of his legs was gone and he fell to the ground.

A young guard's sword was dripping with blood, his expression full of interest.

"White clothes." Another young guard who was slightly more composed seemed to be dissatisfied with such a cruel action. He stepped forward and lightly slit the throat of a servant who was about to faint.

Blood spurted out from his wounds in three seconds. Ling Tian took three steps back as his legs gave out and he collapsed onto the ground.

"Killing …" "He's killed …" Ling Tian Qing mumbled as he looked at the blood that was gushing out.

This was not a movie.

The smell of blood started to spread in the air.

In the courtyard, where the sun was warm and the flowers were fragrant, it seemed especially so … Terrifying.

"Miss." The old lady's trembling voice rang out as she rushed over to support Ling Tian Qing.

"Ah …" Don't touch me! " Ling Tian Qing was extremely frightened, seeing the true killing scene for the first time.

No matter if she was a genius or not, she was still a thirteen-year-old girl. It was impossible for her to endure such a bloody scene.

However, the bloodiest part was still to come.

The old lady who was supporting her suddenly froze. Bloody lights filled the sky from her neck. In the blink of an eye, a living person's head was cut off by a sharp sword.

Blood covered his eyes as Ling Qing saw a head rolling towards the foot of the man in the bright yellow dragon robe.

Ling Tian Qing looked up slowly and saw the bloodthirsty Demon Lord giving him a very gentle smile.

That smile could be said to be a devastatingly beautiful smile.

She rolled her eyes and fainted amidst the stench of blood.

Of the four hundred and sixty-two people in the general's residence, only three were left alive that morning.

Ling Tian Qing was one of them.

She had been very lucky from a young age. Whether it was the exam or the competition, whether it was thousands or hundreds of millions of people, she would be able to last until the very end.

If killing someone was considered to be eliminated, then it was obvious that she had advanced yet again.

Ling Tian Qing hated such a vulgar plot of land. She was a member of the research group on space-time molecules. Why did she encounter such a ridiculous situation?

Furthermore, he had travelled to this completely unfamiliar empire.

More tragically, she was identified as the youngest daughter of the General's House, imprisoned by Tyrant.

She missed her mother's braised fish, missed the grass in Mexico, missed the heartless classmates, missed the huge Ferris wheel in Central Park …

This palace was very cold. There were weeds growing in between the bluestones, and although the interior was neat and tidy, there wasn't a hint of humanity in it … It was truly a cold palace.

However, Ling Qing was extremely fond of this cold palace.

As long as they could escape from Tyrant, it didn't matter how lonely and quiet they were sent to.

That night, she fainted just in time.

When she woke up, she was left in this deserted palace with two maids and two attendants by her side.

The young palace maids and attendants were not that old. They looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, and their delicate and pretty appearances were quite pleasing to the eyes.

The guards and maids who could choose to enter the palace were all chosen from a thousand or so people.

However, the four people who accompanied Ling Qing were the palace maids who received the most punishment.

That was to say, these four people were the most clumsy and inflexible Losers in the entire harem …

However, for Ling Qing, it was enough for her to have someone to accompany her. She needed friends, and she also needed to understand everything here.