I was originally a flower soul by the Wangchuan River, raising flowers and sending flowers to my soul every day, working from nine to five.
Until the underworld was in chaos, I drank a bowl of Meng Po soup, and my divine power went crazy, directly smashing through the bath of the emperor on earth.
In the mist, the tyrant pinched my chin and interrogated me.
I looked at the blood between his brows and opened his mouth to say: "Your Majesty's hall is darkened, and the end is approaching."
The guards in the palace drew their swords out of their scabbards, but he did not get angry but smiled: "What crime should I do if I deceive the public with my evil words?"
I calmly added: "Professional ghost exorcism, one meal is charged."
From now on, the resentful spirit of the Cold Palace is my subordinate, and the Curse of the Evil Jade is my KPI.
The tyrant Qin Ye mistakenly regarded me as a humanoid lie detector, and I regarded him as a mobile purple energy power bank.
He uses me to clean up the court, and I rely on him to warm my soul and provide what I need.
Until the ancient evil god appeared and tried to put an end to the chaos.
When I woke up, I found that this tyrant used the imperial purple energy as a lock and used his own national destiny to extend my life.
All the civil and military officials in the dynasty called me a demon concubine who brought harm to the country, but he protected me behind him, his eyes blazing:
"Yin Wuya, you can't escape until your debt is paid off."
I rubbed my hungry belly, still puzzled:
"Then... Do you care about the food?"
[The ruthless worker in Hades VS the paranoid emperor on earth]
[She thought it was a deal, but he bet the whole country]
