The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 313 If I were Qing Emperor in another year, the retribution and peach blossoms will bloom together (1)

The vision on the statue faintly reveals a bit of fierceness, but it may be the same reason.

When the blood and tears statue completely peeled off the stone skin on the surface, the evil spirit was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, smiling quickly until the breath was completely restrained, and it became back to basics, with a hint of ingenuity.

Song Lanyi suppressed the shock in his heart, and was about to reach out to put the statue in his bag, and the spectators around him became anxious.

"Your Highness of the Human Race, the origin of this statue is unknown, and it is full of evil spirits. It seems to be a fierce soldier, and it is difficult to control. How about this, I will give you a price, and you sell it to me, and I helped you with this, how about it?"

Song Lanyi sold it only because she was stupid.

The inexplicable connection between the blood jade, the blood tears and the severed finger all shows that this is likely to contain a great opportunity.

Even though opportunities are full of risks, but on the road of practice, which road is risk-free?

As soon as the onlooker's words were spoken, Pavilion Master Ziruo's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned his head slowly, and said with a half-smile, "I didn't open my mouth for such a treasure, so you have the right to speak?"

Her tone of voice was soft when she spoke, but no one dared to underestimate her.

Just because there are countless overseas islands, Hongchen Pavilion has sub-chambers all over them, and they mainly sell information on a daily basis. From the outside world, their strength is unpredictable, quite mysterious, and even faintly surpasses foreigners.

So as soon as Zi Ruo's words came out, the onlookers who were about to move suddenly froze.

Song Lanyi looked at the sky, and now the sun was setting, so he knew that it took a lot of time to dissolve the stone.

Pulling back her sleeves, she said calmly, "There are many opportunities, so don't be too greedy. Let's call it a day and stop here."

Ao Zhen rolled his eyes at the side, "You have already made a lot of money, if you don't stop, God will not see it anymore."

Song Lanyi turned her head, smiled, and said in a soft voice, "You are the only one with a mouth."

As soon as these words came out, the Bauhinia Big Three couldn't help laughing.

They couldn't help sighing from the bottom of their hearts—it's nice to be young.

On the way back, Ao Zhen frowned, "There are still two overseas Fangdao that I haven't finished reading. If you go at your speed, wouldn't it take two more days?"

Song Lanyi knew that this guy was impatient.

But she has made up her mind.

"Is this the island?"

"Ah?!" Ao Zhen almost jumped when he heard this, and said in a bit of frustration, "Did you do it on purpose? Yes, Bauhinia Island is the most valuable, if you are not stupid, you will definitely choose it! I have lost a lot this time ..."

Song Lanyi sneered, "Ao Zhen, put away your little thoughts. You are a thousand-year-old fox, what are you pretending to be in front of me? If it is true as you said, you will still be screaming here?"

After a pause, she spoke again, "On the way back, I have already asked Pavilion Master Ziruo. The three islands under your name each have their own merits. The remaining two islands either produce the highest-grade spiritual things like Ziguanglu. Either the terrain is peculiar and has special effects for cultivation."

"Speaking of it, it is not easy to mine the amethyst veins, the cost is huge, and there is a high possibility of killing and injuring them. In the final analysis, droughts and floods do not guarantee harvests and are not stable enough. Among the three islands, they are at a disadvantage. "

As soon as Ao Zhen heard it, he knew that Song Lanyi had seen through his little calculations, and he just felt a chilly feeling.

He didn't like to be stubborn, he turned his head uncomfortably, looked at the sky, and after a long while, he said suddenly, "The sunset is nice today."

Song Lanyi glanced at him and let out a soft "huh".

Back in the Dragon Palace, Song Lanyi managed to maintain a calm appearance.

Seeing her like that, Ao Zhen felt a little more admiration in his heart.

Not everyone can maintain such a mentality after getting rich overnight.

However, as soon as Ao Zhen left, Song Lanyi ran into the secret room, closed the door of the secret room with a bang, and took out the three rare treasures he got today - a severed finger, a mask, and tears of blood.

The three rare treasures were neatly arranged together, and the faint resonance became more and more intense.

Suddenly, the severed finger turned into a gray-white light ball, flying straight towards Song Lanyi's right index finger.

If the light group had wisdom, with Song Lanyi's means, it would be impossible to get rid of the light group for a while.

Her physical body seemed to be very attractive to the light ball, and when the light ball touched the skin, it immediately melted into the index finger.

The moment the light cluster disappeared, the originally indestructible severed finger bone suddenly turned into a puddle of powder, and dissipated between the sky and the earth with a slight wind blow.

At this moment, Song Lanyi only felt pain in his head.

A lot of memories flooded into her mind, and finally only the last picture was frozen.

It was a pair of hands, a pair of hands from above the endless black mist.

The black mist is like a guard with teeth and claws, covering those hands tightly, and only some outlines can be vaguely seen.

That hand covered the sky and covered the sun, as if it had great power, which made people tremble and was shocked by it.

However, in this scene where the clouds were transpiring and the clouds were shining brightly, in the midair, a figure that was extremely small compared to the black mist stood tall on the clouds.

His pupils were dark crimson, his skin was fair, even cold-toned pale, half of his face was covered with a blood-colored mask, revealing half of his chin as smooth as jade, his lips were bright red, and there were even drops of blood rolling down.

He stood there, raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and slowly touched those big hands with a calm momentum.

In an instant, the wind was surging, the tiger roared and the dragon soared, and the world seemed to center on these two hands, creating a hurricane that swept up the sky, disturbing the aura of the entire space.

Carrying an incomparable and invincible momentum, the big hand above the sky slowly pressed towards the owner of the blood jade mask.

However, at this moment, the mask owner moved.

She walked in the air, with one hand behind her back, and slowly chanted: "If I were the Qing Emperor in his year, the retribution and peach blossoms will bloom together."

After finishing speaking, the slender white fingertips lightly tapped.

Suddenly, in the whole world, a large area of ​​peach blossoms bloomed brightly in an instant, and then withered all of them. In the cycle of withering and blooming, a mysterious and inexplicable artistic conception of life and death bloomed at the fingertips.

At this moment, Song Lanyi from the outside world seemed to be aware of it, closed his eyes, and murmured indistinctly:
"If I were the Qing Emperor in his year, I will repay the peach blossom...to bloom together."

boom.

This sentence seems to have turned on some taboo switch.

The blood jade mask and blood tears on the ground immediately floated up and merged into Song Lanyi's body.

The blood and tears turned into two drops of water and fell into Song Lanyi's eyes.

The mask was stuck on Song Lanyi's forehead until it completely disappeared.

At the same time, a wave of evil spirit that was a hundred times stronger than that of Jie Shishi rushed straight into her mind.

(End of this chapter)