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1348. Sell your soul [2]

The bronze mirror business was like a heart-eating poison, biting away at the Queen's mind bit by bit. Her eyes gradually became blurred and unfocused, and her facial expression became dull.

Its words kept echoing in her ears, like a hypnotic spell.

The gentle voice of the bronze mirror floated out from the mirror again, "Look at your current situation, who else can help you besides me? If Shujun didn't have me controlling his mind, he would be on your side. If

I take back the magic on him. He knows what he has done, and he will definitely hate you to the extreme. Even if King Feng doesn't say to kill you, he won't let you stay."

"You are already at the end of your rope. If you don't rely on me, you will only die. In that case, why are you still persistent?"

"If you completely surrender to me and sell your soul to me, you can do whatever you want, and you will have the position of Heavenly King at your fingertips. Then all the kings of the world, gods and Buddhas in the sky will worship like you. What a sight... you

Don’t you want to?”

His voice was as erratic as a ghost, sometimes distant and sometimes near, with a magical power that confused the mind and made the queen gradually lose herself.

Yes, there is only one way to die. Now that she is alone, she can only die without relying on him. When the time comes, her soul will be gone and her bones will be gone, so she might as well... sell it to him.

Finally, the queen's pale, dry lips opened.

"Okay, I promise you..."

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It was already the fifth day of the Demon Festival. Zhuge Canglan was worried that Lan Jue was still in the Demon Palace, so he did not go out again. Since he came back that night, Yutian Xuanhuang seemed to have more things to do. He spent the past two days with her.

time is greatly reduced.

Zhuge Canglan was bored and spent the rest of his time practicing without eating, sleeping or feeding foxes. In the past few days, he had been assisted by "Tian Mo Lu", plus the purple Ganoderma lucidum he had obtained in the Prajna Secret Realm last time.

His cultivation has greatly increased, the spiritual energy in his Dantian is abundant, and the golden elixir has begun to agitate, and there are already vague signs of a breakthrough.

Zhuge Canglan was overjoyed. She didn't expect that Tian Mo Lu was so useful and allowed her to break through the bottleneck in such a short period of time. It was really a useful technique.

She planned to tell Yutian Xuanhuang when he came back, and then prepared the Yingying Dan and found a place with abundant spiritual energy to retreat to the Yingying.

Zhuge Canglan was in a happy mood and was going to take the little fox to stroll around the garden behind the palace. She liked the patch of manjushuahua so much that she would take a look almost every day.

She patted the little fox's furry head and said, "Let's take it for a walk."

As soon as she left the main hall, she saw two maids cleaning the palace. They were the lower-class maids in the palace. Zhuge Canglan had seen them a few times, but she didn't know their names. She planned to bypass them and go to the garden directly.

But I happened to overhear their conversation.

A maid complained: "Oh, I'm here every day, and I don't know when I can go out. The streets are the busiest during the Devil's Day."

Another one matched: "Yes, I really want to go there too. I have a spiritual stone here and there is no place to buy anything. Oh. By the way, don't you know some of the people who transport ingredients to the palace every day? You can

Ask her to bring you something."

"Yes, I didn't expect that I was talking to him yesterday. It's a coincidence that Ah San told me yesterday that someone was looking for someone on the street with a portrait in the past two days. I heard his description was a bit strange.
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