Yun Qing sneered at the sky and replied: "Brother, say a thousand, say ten thousand, this is the reason why I committed suicide, you should understand it now, right? I was unfortunately reborn in a Jiangnan family, eating grains and grains every day, watching those stupid people in the world dangling in front of my eyes, if I have been living among them, what can I do to regain the identity of God? So I have to use all the means to change my life at any cost, this first step can only start with me being a ghost!"

"'Unfortunate' reborn in the Jiangnan family......" Jiang Nanjun chewed on the word "unfortunate", his expression was sluggish, and he was speechless.

Yun Qing's words were like countless tiny steel needles, piercing his heart, making him feel unbearable pain. The beautiful sixteen-year-old girl in front of her is obviously her long-lost sister, why does every word she says makes her feel like a stranger?

He stepped back in fear, shouting again and again, "No...... You're right, you're not Huanshu! How can my quiet and sweet little sister be such a terrible, ambitious woman as you?"

Yun Qing had completely erased the youthfulness of the girl who had whitewashed her eyes, and said coldly: "No matter who you and I am, Princess Yuehua is the real me." In order to become the emperor god, I did not hesitate to die in the flower season, and this determination can be learned from heaven and earth. Brother, I shouldn't have said so much to you, but I need your help to ascend to the throne of God. ”

"My help? In addition to killing Shui Ling'er, can I also help you ascend to the throne of God?" Jiang Nanjun was taken aback.

Yun Qing nodded gloomily and said, "Before I committed suicide, I only read the first few pages of the "Secret Records of the Divine Martial Arts", thinking that it was natural for me to inherit the divine throne. Unexpectedly, after careful reading, I found that according to the regulations of the gods, the position of the emperor god is passed on to men and not to women, especially ......" She wanted to speak and stopped.

"In particular, what?"

"In particular, I'm just an illegitimate daughter, and my identity is not recognized by the Orthodox Protoss at all!"

"What? you...... You killed yourself to be the emperor god, but people actually don't recognize you?" Jiang Nan could only shake his head and sigh, feeling that what she did was too ridiculous.

The corners of Yun Qing's mouth twitched, and he said disdainfully: "You can't say that! The rules of the Protoss have long been buried in the ruins of the Chaos Valley. Written by the ancestors of the Jiangnan family, the Shenwu Secret Chronicles mentions ways to modify the rules of succession to the imperial throne. As long as I can meet the conditions set in the book with the help of the descendants of the Jiangnan family, I can set my own rules and ascend the throne along the way. That's why I set up a plan and instructed the master to invite you into the Xuanyuan Ancient Tomb. It just so happens that he is bent on using you to kill the demon baby, and I will hand over the book to you in this way, won't it arouse his suspicion at all?"

Jiang Nanjun listened like five thunderbolts, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he pointed at her and said, "You...... What are you talking about? The northern slope of the canal, strange eyes, the mastermind behind the scenes, ......is it you? Could it be that this provoked the recurrence of the demon dragon poison in my body, provoked the relationship between me and the immortal clan, and pushed me into a situation where I was not looking at flowers and fog, and it was all your idea?"

Yun Qing was unmoved by his shock, and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, which was considered to be an acknowledgement.

"Huanshu, I am your own brother, I have been looking for you for a hundred years, but you have been hiding in the dark and disdainful to meet me, but when you need me, you do not hesitate to use a dirty and despicable means to force me to show up, you ...... How can your heart be so vicious!"

Yun Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "Why does my brother have to say it so thoroughly? When I was alive, you were already busy with your great responsibilities in the world every day, and I couldn't see you from morning to night, but after this ghost, do I still want to get close to you? Looking back at the beginning, I would have preferred that you and I are busy with each other!"

Jiang Nanjun's body shook twice, and he quickly grabbed the corner of the table and stood firmly, crying in his heart: "Isn't it unreasonable for her to say this? If it weren't for me running around for the affairs of the Three Realms all day long, how could she have fallen to such a state? As the so-called eldest brother is a father, no matter what she has become, I have to shoulder the unfulfilled brotherly responsibilities of a hundred years ago from today onwards!"

Determined, he gathered his broken heart and said softly, "What do you need me to do, you say." (To be continued.) )