Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 1839

[Chapter 1839 Nanzhao King’s Killer Wife (20)]

I have to say that Nan Yisheng was really different from what she saw on the surface, and it was an elegant and enjoyable thing to say such provocative words from his mouth.

She admitted that she was very happy to be in the Palace of Stars.

Qiu Ju and Dong’er probably came to their senses after entering the side hall of the Star Palace together with her. The two little faces looked at her with extreme excitement and said, “Xiaochen Xiaochen Xiaochen, this time you really I flew up to a branch to become a phoenix!”

“Wow, I’m so envious! But I’m still very happy for you.”

Luo Qingchen held her chin in one hand, and tapped on the table with the other habitually, thoughtfully He squinted his eyes and asked, “Does Nanzhao Kingdom especially believe in the Wu Clan?”

Qiu Ju and Dong’er looked at each other in dismay, and looked at Luo Qingchen with some puzzlement, and said, “Xiaochen is not from Nanzhao Kingdom. Is it?”

“Well——” Luo Qingchen thought for a while, rolled her eyes slightly, and started her long fantasy drama, looked at them and said, “You can’t say that, I was indeed born in Nanzhao Kingdom, and later Because of the poor family, I have been wandering and wandering.”

She sighed softly as she spoke, creating the atmosphere of the story.

“Ang, that’s how it is!” Dong’er comforted with a sad face: “Xiaochen is really miserable. Although my family is poor, at least I have a thatched hut with shelter, so I won’t be out all the time.”

“My family is not poor . , Later, my father was a gambler, lost everything, and finally exported me too!” Qiu Ju’s face seemed to have not fully recovered, and she seemed a little pale after a day of running around, but when she talked about her own story, At that time, the spirit will come up.

“Sure enough, Qiu Ju must be an optimist.” Luo Qingchen’s eyes moved slightly, and she changed the topic to the idea she wanted to know, and asked with her lips pressed together: “So, regarding the words of the Wu Clan, both Nan Wang and His Highness are convinced Don’t you doubt it?”

“Of course! The witch clan is the heaven of Nanzhao Kingdom.” Qiu Ju looked at Luo Qingchen and explained word by word: “Aunt Luo Xin is not a saint of the witch clan. You have to do three prostrations and nine kowtows!”

Seeing Qiu Ju’s voice was a bit loud, Dong’er hurriedly patted her on the head as a warning and said, “Are you going to be punished again?”

Qiu Ju stuck out her tongue hastily, Raising her hands in surrender, she said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s all my mouth!”

She was still making a gesture of sealing her mouth while speaking, Luo Qingchen shook her head and said that this gesture seemed a little familiar to her.

“It’s just you, you better stop talking, let me tell you!” Dong’er made a pot of tea for them, and slowly told the story of the life-to-life relationship between the Nanzhao Kingdom and the Wu Clan.

Four hundred years ago, the concubine of the king of Nanzhao was the saint of the Wu clan at that time.

At that time, the Witch Clan strictly forbade the saintess from being with the people of the floating dust, and separated them abruptly.

As everyone knows, the holy girl ran away overnight and wanted to elope with the king, which angered the Heavenly Spirit Flower Formation of the Wu Clan, causing the entire Nanzhao Kingdom to be filled with flying sand and plunged into darkness like the end of the world.

From that night onwards, Nanzhao Kingdom never had a day, and the wind and sand kept blowing, submerging the Nanzhao Kingdom under the yellow sand.

The whole Nanzhao country was not well-known, and the saint decided to leave the king after seeing such a situation, and would return to Tianxue Peak alone, and use an extremely concealed secret technique to appease the Tianling Flower Formation.

After that night, Nanzhao Kingdom was no longer ravaged by wind and sand, and everything returned to calm.

But the saint has disappeared…

[End of This Chapter]