Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

"Ahahaha...here, you are friends of Princess Qianyang!" The imperial guard laughed awkwardly, and took the initiative to find an excuse for them.

Although it seems that their cultivation base is not as terrifying as he thought, but there are so many people, he can't beat them no matter what...

"No! They are bad people!" Princess Qianyang said loudly when she saw the forbidden army coming, her eyes lit up, as if she had found a life-saving straw.

Everyone's eyes focused on the imperial army again.

"Ah..." The forbidden army kept scolding their mothers in their hearts. This group of people even hijacked Princess Qianyang. I was not beaten to death by this group of people, Concubine Wan Gui will also settle accounts with him later!
Why did he come here?The imperial guards wished they could slap themselves in the face a few times.

"So, so princesses, you guys are playing games? Then I won't bother you, I'm leaving!" The imperial guard laughed awkwardly again, and after saying this, they turned around and ran mercilessly, as if they were running away. mean.

Princess Qianyang yelled wildly from behind: "Come back! Help me!" Unexpectedly, the forbidden army ran even faster after hearing the voice.

There are so many people in the imperial army, and the uniforms are all uniform. Princess Qianyang is so simple, even if she goes back safe and sound, she won't talk too much. Even if she talks too much, she will definitely not be able to find him!Ok!
The imperial army ran like wild dogs running free, with a cloud of dust and smoke behind them.

Seeing his running speed, Princess Qianyang gradually changed from unbelievable to dumbfounded. So people can run so fast?Could this be the speed of a cultivator?

Chen Muxue and his party were standing next to Princess Qianyang, and they felt like their brains were down... There was clearly a way to pass people in the middle, and they didn't block it. Princess Qianyang shouted for help, why? Do you not move your feet at all?

The big black dog almost chased after him and ran to play, but for some reason, Cen Lizhui seemed to be more attractive than the game. The big black dog kept circling around Cen Lizhui, his tail It can be used as a propeller.

"Brother, are you a dog?" Lin Qing couldn't help asking.

Cen Lizhui frowned: "You are the dog, and your whole family is the dog!"

"That's not true, I'm a tiger." Lin Qing replied solemnly.

Cen Li gave him a supercilious look.

"I... I'll take you out of the palace, you won't hurt me, right?" Princess Qianyang asked weakly.

"That's for sure, hurry up." Chen Muxue patted her chest and said.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor clutched his chest and half-supported his body beside the bed, feeling a bit precarious.

"Quick, open the altar quickly..." The emperor panted heavily, stretching out his hand as if to touch something.

A hook-nosed eunuch actually reached out his hand to stop the emperor's movement: "Your majesty, you must not do this. You can bear it over and over again, but that one can't bear it."

"Damn it!" The emperor was very angry, but he didn't do anything to the eunuch, but turned back and threw the jade pillow on the bed to the ground.

In the huge Hall of Mental Cultivation, plus this eunuch with a hooked nose, there are actually only three people serving here. The other eunuch and a court lady just lowered their heads at this time, looking at their noses, noses, and hearts. He didn't say anything, and he didn't look at it.

The emperor rubbed his chest and panted heavily: "I can't do it, I can't do it!"