Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

The former first family in the Central Territory--Tian Clan is hidden among the emerald jade in the mountains, with an ethereal and ethereal look.

A majestic palace, located among the clouds and mist, appears to be full of fairy charm.

The palace door is wide open, and in the exquisite attic, a beautiful woman is sitting at the head, holding an ancient book in her hand, reading it carefully, she is dressed in plain clothes that are as white as snow, her skin is as fair as creamy fat, she is beautiful and graceful, graceful.

Although her appearance can't be called alluring, she has a unique charm, and her gestures reveal the unique charm of a mature woman.

The plump but not bloated delicate body outlines a perfect curve. Her black hair is tied behind her head with a hosta, and only two strands are left casually scattered on her chest, giving a mature and charming look in a laziness. temperament.

This person is none other than the wife of the former head of the Tian clan and the current proxy clan Changjiang Wange.

Jiang Wange put his index finger on the small mouth of the cherry and took a sip, then turned the pages of the book, a look of fascination flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, one of the life-soul cards of the direct descendants of the Tian clan behind him exploded, turned into a cloud of blood mist, and disappeared into the sky and the earth.

"Tian Dayong? Dead?"

Jiang Wange Liuye frowned and asked in surprise.

Although Tian Dayong was the son of her dead concubine, he was fostered by her side anyway.

Tian Dayong's talent and strength are beyond doubt.

A few years ago, those old fellows of the Tian clan favored and received intensive training, and even became the holy son of the Taixuan Holy Land.

but now......

He actually died!

A complex look flashed across Jiang Wange's eyes, and then he regained his composure.

He took out a sound-transmitting instrument, swept it with his spiritual sense, and connected it to his biological son Tian Wenjing who was heading to the ancient sacred mountain.

Speaking of Tian Wenjing, this is also the most outstanding disciple in the Tian family's direct line.

At a young age, he is already half a step into the realm of great power, and his fighting power is extremely sturdy. He is the hope of the Tian clan in the future.

Tian Wenjing, who was leading more than a dozen Tian clan elites across the mountains, suddenly received a prompt from the sound transmission magic weapon.

There was a look of joy on a handsome face, his spiritual sense penetrated into the magic weapon, and he said happily: "My lord, I have arrived at the ancient sacred mountain. With this half of the treasure map, my son will definitely get that supreme treasure!"

Tian Wenjing's face was full of excitement, and there was a scorching light in his eyes.

Zeng Tian's family is a colossus with profound heritage.

Back then, because the Tian clan had offended a king, they had no choice but to hide in the deep mountains and old forests, trying to survive.

After so many years, the foundation of the Tian clan has long been lost, and it has been reduced to a small clan.

If you want to rise again, you must seek some opportunities.

But this time, Tian Wenjing was lucky, and actually got a piece of information about the ancient sacred mountain, and also had half a treasure map.

There is a supreme artifact marked in the treasure map. As long as you get that supreme artifact, the Tian clan will no longer be a small clan, and even hope to become one of the four super powerful clans in the Central Territory!

That's why the Tian clan dispatched Tian Wenjing to the Primordial Divine Mountain with an elder of the Tian clan, in order to obtain this supreme artifact!

"What? Tian Dayong is dead?"

When Tian Wenjing heard the news, he was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered: "If you die, you should die. It's just the son of a lowly maidservant! This kind of trash will die as soon as it dies. What a pity!"

"Anyway, it's your younger brother, and it's about the Tian Clan and Taixuan Holy Land..."

Before Jiang Wange finished speaking, Tian Wenjing interrupted: "Brother? Didn't he change his name to Emperor Xuan? He still has the qualifications to be my Tian Wenjing's younger brother? Is he worthy?"

Jiang Wange frowned slightly, she couldn't help but sighed, and said softly, "I think the place where he was buried seems extraordinary, I'm afraid there is a great chance, and it's very close to you, so it won't delay your business..."

"Mother, don't worry, I'll go right away!"

Before Jiang Wange could finish speaking, Tian Wenjing left in a hurry.

Jiang Wange looked at the interrupted sound transmission magic weapon, with a bitter look in his eyes.

"It's all because his dead ghost father died early. I was busy with family affairs and neglected to discipline you, which made him develop such a quick temper!"

"Hey...it's time to find someone to discipline him properly!"

Jiang Wange sighed helplessly, and immediately continued to bury his head in the sea of ​​books.

"Young master... are you really going? Don't wait for the Supreme Elder to come with you?"

An old woman beside Tian Wenjing couldn't help reminding in a low voice.

This old woman is Tian Wenjing's nanny.

Tian Wenjing snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that old bastard has already passed out in a gentle town where an old friend is drunk. Wait for him? You can't wait for three days and three nights!"

After that, he slapped the storage bag and took out a palm-sized, golden-yellow quaint ship; he threw it into the air, and the ship instantly became larger and suspended in mid-air.

"Nurse, let's get on the boat!"

Tian Wenjing said something to the old woman, jumped onto the ancient boat, and galloped away on the ancient boat.

……

Chu Mo looked at the Taixuan Shengzi whose head was separated for a while, in a daze.

kill early...

The incomparably mysterious Taixuanxuan Tianbu on him has not been obtained yet!

"Master, although the person is dead, but the sea of ​​consciousness has not been closed, you can try soul searching!"

The golden-winged roc laughed.

Chu Mo's eyes lit up: "There is still this operation? Come and search!"

Golden Winged Roc: "..."

I would have known it earlier!

The technique of soul searching not only consumes one's own aura, but also damages one's spiritual consciousness. For a saint child like Taixuan Shengzi, there must be restrictions left by sectarian powers in the sea of ​​consciousness to prevent others from spying on them The sect's secret technique!

The suggestion was made by myself, and I have to complete it even when I cry.

Otherwise, I will lose a few catties of meat later!

The Golden Winged Roc felt very bitter.

But he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and start performing the soul search technique.

"Om~!"

A strange fluctuation gushed out from the sea of ​​consciousness of the Holy Son of Taixuan, and a phantom emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness of the Holy Son of Taixuan.

It was a white-haired old man with a gloomy complexion, a thin figure, and sharp eyes like a sword.

The old man was full of majesty, exuding a terrifying holy prestige.

"Who wants to pry into the mysteries of my Taixuan Sacred Land!"

The old man's voice was hoarse and deep, like a grand bell, shaking the surrounding mountains and forests.

The golden-winged roc felt that his eardrums were about to be shattered, he was horrified, and quickly used his magical powers to block the sound.

"What? My apprentice is dead? Who did it!"

The white-robed old man became furious when he saw the scene of Taixuan Shengzi's death.

The clothes on his body rattled, and a tyrannical force shot out from his body, instantly shattering the nearby mountains into ashes.

"Damn it, it's actually the pinnacle of the Holy Master Realm!"

The golden-winged roc cursed secretly while resisting this tyrannical oppression.