The Heavenly Execution Strategy

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Ye Qiuli slowly opened his eyes, and his blurred vision gradually focused on a gorgeous beam. The beam was decorated in an extremely dignified and dignified manner, but it was covered with khaki old talisman paper like a dog-skin plaster, and was also coated with a layer of pale frost. No matter how beautiful she looked before, now she just looks sloppy and weird. So cold... Is this... The netherworld... Am I dead... They, they are dead too... After thinking about this, Ye Qiuli still couldn't hold it back. His newly clear vision blurred again, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself: "I didn't expect that I would also have today..." "Ah! Seventh Prince, you're awake!" Ye Qiuli was originally erecting his body and preparing to face his final fate. Hearing this, he jumped up like a carp, and his bones made a "crackling" sound, but suddenly he couldn't exert any strength in his waist! He quickly supported himself with his hands so that he didn't fall too badly on the bed. Before he had time to see what was happening to his body, the door opened and the man had already come in! Ye Qiuli maintained this difficult and strange posture, looking up at the visitor warily. The visitor stopped and said, "Your Highness?" Ye Qiuli glanced at her coldly. A little maid? He straightened up expressionlessly, straightened his clothes, and said calmly: "You didn't see anything." "Yes." Ye Qiuli, who squinted his eyes and looked at her condescendingly, was about to ask something more when he felt a chill all over his body! Ice world! Ye Qiuli frowned and shouted sharply: "Who is here?!" The one who answered him was still the little maid: "Go back to Your Highness, my servant is here. Please put on your clothes first." "Ha, not bad," Ye Qiuli looked at her with a piercing gaze, and cut the corner of his mouth into a cruel sneer, "A little maid has actually penetrated the ice world!" The little maid raised her eyes and glanced at him worriedly, with a hint of pity in her eyes. Then, she picked up the quilt on the bed and said, "Your Highness, please put the quilt on first, don't freeze." Ye Qiuli stared at her closely, saying nothing. The little maid couldn't help it, so she put down the quilt and went out. Ye Qiuli watched her walking further and further away, and finally disappeared around the corner. The coldness came over him like a tide, almost drowning him. He quickly sat down and put on the quilt. After hesitating for a moment, Ye Qiuli stood up and walked slowly in the room. The house was lavishly decorated, with mahogany and yellow curtains, round tables and square chairs, jade cups and gold bottles, a lattice-lined table net, and the fragrance of algae. Everything was placed extremely neatly. Even worse than his original room. On the left side of his bed, there is a bronze mirror. There were no talismans or seals on the bronze mirror, but it was covered with a thick layer of frost. After wiping off the frost, Ye Qiuli saw his face - his skin was sickly white, delicate and clean, and his brows seemed to be slightly frowning even if they were not wrinkled. He looks pretty good, with some sharp eyebrows, but it's a pity that he looks weak and weak. All right. It seems that I can still use the body of someone else - the seventh prince to survive for a while, which is good. But why is this so? A low laugh came. Ye Qiuli turned around suddenly, only to find that there was no one there. Blinking, the laughter just now seemed to be an illusion. He frowned slightly. This matter must be investigated clearly. But this smell... Ai Xiang? Ye Qiuli looked back and found a sachet on the table in the center of the room. There were sachets placed not only on the table, but also on the coffee table and pillows. Wormwood? To ward off evil spirits? Just as he was about to go over and find out, there were hurried footsteps at the door. Ye Qiuli looked towards the door. In addition to the little maid from before, there were three other people standing at the door. One person has a dignified appearance, is calm and dignified, wears a dragon robe and a dragon crown to tie his hair; one person is dignified and generous, wearing a red robe and a phoenix crown on his head; and another person has a weathered face and relatively simple clothes. According to what the girl said before, he should be an imperial doctor. "Your Majesty, you finally woke up!" The woman in red robe rushed up to him regardless of etiquette, grabbed his arm tightly, looked up and down, tears welling up in her eyes, "You really scared me to death!" "Queen Mother?" "Your Majesty!" The woman burst into tears. Ye Qiuli patted her shoulder and turned to another man: "Then this is... The father?" "..." "My son, I pay my respects to my father!" Ye Qiuli saluted quickly. "Hingshen. Just wake up." No emotion. When Ye Qiuli looked up again, the emperor had already gone out. Ah this... Very unfavorable.

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Happy National Day! During the vacation, I quickly finished the fourth chapter. Thank you for reading my novel. I am very happy. I hope you can give me more encouragement. I will continue to grow! Finally, I wish everyone a happy National Day and long live the motherland! !

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I wish you, Taoist, great success in your works, and may you worship immortals and become gods! Yicheng brought the signed work: The Immortal Emperor Sovereign, came to help, looked back, visited the Communist Party and cheered