"If neither is possible, then there is only the third method: self-proof! Find a way in a short period of time to prove that divine punishment and sacrifice to heaven are false.

But compared to the first two, the third one pales in comparison, unless it is perfectly self-proven! Self-proof will require someone from the Temple of Heaven to come forward, and the empress has already offended Qin Lingzu, so it is almost impossible for the Temple of Heaven to come forward."

Compared to the panic of others, Arou talked slowly and calmly.

This kind of calmness is unlike that of a thirteen-year-old girl.

"What Xiao Rourou said is indeed reasonable."

Queen Yaochi said: "There is no use worrying now, we must find a way! The body of divine punishment?

Are you kidding?

How can it be that my empress, Hong Fu Qi Tian, ​​is the body of divine punishment?"

Uncle Mo patted Qing Ge on the shoulder: "It's okay. You can get through it. Uncle Mo will always support you and treat you like a daughter."

Qingge nodded, but her limbs were cold and weak.

In my ears, the voices of other subordinates also sounded: "Just find a way to prove that the empress is not a divine punishment. All rumors will be self-defeating."

"That is to say, the empress is the winner of the Purple Pearl and Jade Star, how can she be the body of divine punishment? Such rumors are really ridiculous."

"The famous Tianji masters from the 108 continents will definitely be able to find a way to prove the divine punishment constitution."

"..." After hearing those firm words, Qing Ge's heart became colder and colder.

She...is the body of divine punishment! What should we do?

Maybe, that's not a rumor, it's true.

With her divine punishment constitution, she brought disaster to the One Hundred and Eight Continents.

Things change in an instant, but that's all.

One moment, he was moved by the blessings of the people of Chang'an, and the next moment, he became the culprit.

"Empress, what's wrong with you?"

Lou Lan noticed something was wrong with Qing Ge's expression.

Qingge shook her head and walked into the palace.

She is not afraid of enemies, nor is she afraid of hard work and rejection by the world. She is only afraid of the disappointment in the eyes of those who admire her.

Let her be a deserter this night.

She did not dare to face the people of Chang'an City, the cultivators of the alliance lands, or even the subordinates who loyally followed her.

Uncle Mo looked at Qing Ge's back and frowned, with deep concern on his kind and old face.

Eaves, high walls.

Baili Shanhai leaned on one side, dangling one of his slender legs in a nonchalant manner.

His bloodthirsty and cold eyes looked at Qing Ge with a hint of ridicule.

Beside him, a figure fell down.

Zhang Liren was carrying a bamboo basket and looked at him indifferently: "Baili Shanhai, you are so cruel."

"Isn't this what you expected?"

Baili Shanhai chuckled: "If you don't go to the Three Thousand Worlds and stay in the One Hundred and Eight Continents, don't you also want to see if the Divine Punishment Body can really survive.

You want to use this to find Li Qiangwei, but Li Qiangwei has died a long time ago, but you still don't believe it, because you hear Li Qiangwei's heartbeat every midnight when you dream back, right?"

"It's the same for you and me. No one can be more noble than the other, so why not work together and watch the changes in these 108 continents with a smile, and see if people who have been cursed in the face of hundreds of millions of enemies... can still...

Stay with it!"

The lips of Baili Mountain and Sea are as red as Yue.

"I'm different from you, I'm not dirty."

Zhang Liren said: "Do you think you can worship the empress in this way?

Baili Shanhai, you underestimate the empress too much."

"Yeah?

Zhang Shenji, just take a look -" I saw more and more cultivators gathering in front of the palace.

They clamored to see the empress.

In one night, many cultivators from other planes came and surrounded Chang'an City.

In the palace, Qingge sealed the doors and windows with bans, and sat in the corner of the room, drinking heart-broken wine.

Are these people all here to curse her so that she will die miserably?

Qingge's eyes turned red and she knocked down a bottle of wine.

Savior?

Save the world?

But fuck it.

She is just a small person and a disaster.

The room smelled of wine, and blessings came from outside the palace door.
Chapter completed!