C1 witchcraft

In the early spring of March, the sun was warm, the grass was long and the birds were flying. The slim branches of the willow trees were swaying in the breeze, creating a lively scene everywhere.

Under the background of Golden Age, rumors were flying around that a shocking event had occurred in Xuanzi's palace, and they had heard of what had happened.

Those who did not know what was going on were confused and could not help but ask, "Who knows what's going on?"

The storytelling teacher first slowly took a sip of tea, then he opened the folding fan in his hand. After brushing it twice, he clearly said two words: "I'm alive!"

When the crowd heard this, they were skeptical. This was clearly a dying man, so how could he have come back to life after dying?

"Big guy, aren't you surprised? "The empress's personal palace maid saw her die with her own eyes and cried 'esteemed empress' before tears began to fall. The person on the bed suddenly sat up, talking and laughing as if she'd returned to her senses, scaring the palace maid half to death."

The more mister spoke, the stranger it became. The listeners were mesmerized.

Back in the temple, the protagonist of the story is eating sweet and sour grapes.

"Charity, you don't have to care what outsiders say." That person had an expression of enjoyment as he did not care about the rumors outside.

He twisted and twisted the rag in his hand, almost causing the cloth to dry up. He then said with hatred: "I don't know which ignorant fool said that you are a fox spirit, only to be resurrected, if this servant finds out, I will definitely cut off his tongue!"

Hearing that, Shangguan Wan spat out the grapes she sent into her mouth, she was obviously shocked, her pair of black crystal eyes stared as big as a lantern, she asked curiously: "Who? Who is so wise? "

To think that someone would guess that she was a fox spirit, it could be seen that her cultivation was not simple. One could even say that her cultivation was unfathomably deep.

Qiao Xin was confused, but the cloth in her hand hardened. "Empress, what did you say?"

She was the unlucky girl who was scared to the point of peeing her pants. Of course, saying that was an exaggeration. She was only crying and she was truly scared to the point of falling down.

Shangguan Wan realized that she had spoken too much, she quickly stuffed a grape into her mouth and smiled coyly, "It's nothing, I was just joking."

For example, His Majesty the Emperor, when he heard that Shangguan Wan had been resurrected after her death and could no longer withstand the pressure of the officials, had invited the Taoist priest to come to the Hall of Phoenixes to capture the demon.

Daoist Priest was not a good Daoist, but a Fey was a good Fey.

After some work, the Daoist Priest didn't even manage to fart before the Emperor, Nangong Yu, unceremoniously kicked him out of the palace.

At this time, a certain someone was about to say something sarcastic, he folded his arms across his chest, and placed his right foot rhythmically on his left leg. He lowered his eyes and laughed: "Your majesty, if you still don't believe me, you can ask Sun Wukong to come and beat me back to my original form."

A trace of loathing surfaced on Nangong Yu's beautiful face. His cold voice resounded within the hall, "Don't be complacent."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve and left the Phoenix Return Hall.

This was the only thing he said to Shangguan Wan when she entered the palace. The four words did not contain any feelings of husband and wife.

She still didn't care. The only person she cared about in this world was her elder sister.

Her elder sister had a birthmark on her face since she was young. She tried many ways to get rid of it, but to no avail. She could only try to find the salted wood. She heard that its ashes, coupled with the holy water on Spirit Mountain, could remove the annoying birthmark.

Whether or not this legend was true, she would give it a try. Next year, the two sisters would be over 300 years old. The fox girl would be over 300 years old.

As a result, the little fox went down the mountain and arrived at the Xuan Yue palace. Coincidentally, the new Queen was critically ill, so she had an idea.

However, she did not choose the right time, and should have attached it to Shangguan Wan before she died. However, she had secretly eaten the grapes, which resulted in a huge mistake, and caused a lot of trouble.

Sigh, I lost my life for a long time, but luckily, all the Taoists were nothing but rice buckets, and could only babble nonsense, unable to accomplish the actual task. I've invited a great deity for half a day, and in the end, a bird flew out from nowhere and pulled a pile of feces onto the face of one of the so-called 'Demon Arcing Daoists', causing it to decline.

Yun Luo took advantage of Shangguan Wan's identity to live a peaceful life in the Hall of Phoenixes, and took the opportunity to look for the location of the Aral Dawn Wood.

"Empress, it was not easy for you to come back to life. Why did you come back to life so lightly?" Qiao Xin knelt down with a thump. Her eyes were filled with tears as she held the right wrist of her master tightly.

Shangguan Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I was just letting out some blood."

The silver dagger in her hand shone with a cold light, reflecting her slightly pale face.

After all, this was a thousand-year-old tree, and finding it wasn't an easy task. Only the blood of demons or immortals could bring it to life.