Ling Xiyan, the supreme master of formations in the immortal world, was besieged and killed by the emperors of the immortal world because of his great achievements. At the moment of self-destruction, she sneered: "Emperor, when I return, I will destroy your Lingxiao Palace!"
When she opened her eyes again, she became the legitimate daughter of Prince Zhongyong of the Dajing Dynasty. Just after the imperial edict to confiscate the family home arrived, my father was falsely accused of embezzling 300,000 taels of military pay.
The official smiled ferociously: "The Ling family is finished!"
Ling Xiyan looked at the natal space deep in her soul, and it was all there.
She smiled.
The warehouse is empty? No, I accepted it.
Prime Minister's Mansion? By the way, they evacuated the place and left a stone with two words engraved on it: "Interest."
Treasury? Come all come. Not a single thing of gold, silver, food, weapons, imperial kitchens, and imperial hospitals was left behind. He only left a huge stone next to Hunjun's dragon chair: "Thank you for the reward."
The emperor is crazy, the prime minister is vomiting blood
Ling Xiyan put on the wooden shackles and embarked on the road to exile. Behind him are the chasing orders of the entire dynasty, and in front of him are three thousand Jedi in exile. But when she raised her hand, it was the formation
Ambush in the valley? Hundreds of dead soldiers killed each other
Desperate desert situation? The spirit gathering array creates an oasis
Grandmaster killer? Under the gravity formation, the whole family comes together!
Grandma held her hand tightly: "Yan'er, just do whatever you want."
The father's eyes were red: "My daughter says she can, so she can."
The eldest brother stood in front with a stick: "Sister, how many will you chop?"
On the way to exile, she accepted a talented young man as her disciple, taught her younger brother how to create formation patterns to blast the sky, and helped her uncle use elixirs to bring human flesh and bones to life.
On the day they arrived at the border town, barbarian cavalry pressed into the border. She climbed onto the city to set up a formation, and three thousand barbarians instantly fell on their backs.
On the city wall, the deposed seventh prince stared at her: "Who is the girl?"
She flicked the ashes on her elastic sleeves and said: "To protect my shortcomings. By the way... Collect the account."
Chen Xuanji, Prime Minister, right? Beiyuan is undercover, right?
It's time to pay back the principal
