After marrying an officer, she was spoiled by the group

Chapter 542 Xuanyuan Gen

Fu Ling's main attack was to get close to the opponent and use her ultimate skill. The reason why she did this was because she wanted to see how the masked man would react. According to the murals, the man had a violent temper. If she attacked him like this, wouldn't he tear her into pieces?

But the other party's reaction was very calm and he was wearing a mask on his face, which made Fu Ling unsure for a moment.

"What year is it now? Who are you? Why are you here?" When the masked man asked this, his eyes narrowed slightly and his expression changed slightly.

"Don't you know what year it is? Who are you trying to fool..."

"You bold and unruly people! How dare you speak to me like this! My patience is limited. If you continue to act like this, I will not forgive you... Tell me! What is the situation now! Who are you!" There was majesty in his voice, and the pressure of the emperor was prominent. His expression was sharp and murderous.

Fu Ling disagreed and simply refused to cooperate: "Yo yo yo! Are you angry? You didn't answer my question? Then why should I answer you?... Don't look at me like you want to kill me, you can't scare me!"

Since the other party refused to cooperate, she did not ask any more questions, and the two of them slowly approached the masked man.

"How dare you!" He was obviously dissatisfied with the two people approaching each other.

Worried that he might have other means, the two of them connected their systems and suddenly disappeared from their original locations, only to reappear next to the dragon throne.

Before the masked man could react, two men controlled him from the left and right, pointing their shining daggers at his neck. Because they didn't know what he was, they chose not to bring him into the different space.

Fu Ling had read a related novel, which recorded that any monster that had lived for hundreds or thousands of years would not be able to adapt to the local climate and water. Once it appeared in other places or encountered sunlight, it would likely turn into ashes in an instant.

Fu Ling didn't intend to take the risk before he knew the situation of the masked man.

"Tell me, who are you?" Lu Beichen's voice was tinged with coldness.

The system starts to obtain the other party's information.

"How did you do it just now? Why were you able to get so close to me suddenly? Are you immortal cultivators?" The masked man showed a rare expression of surprise.

"You talk so much but don't answer my question. How about we make a deal? Tell me who you are first, and then I'll tell you! How about it?" He deliberately slowed down his speech to delay time as much as possible.

"You are so unreasonable! Do you really think I am afraid of you?"

"What does it have to do with us whether you're afraid or not?" Fu Ling shrugged.

After reading the other party's information, Fu Ling was shocked at this moment. Wow, the other party is really a product of a thousand years.

After getting the information, he no longer hesitated, grabbed Lu Beichen's arm, and entered the boundary bead together with the masked man.

The masked man was originally sitting, but the scene suddenly changed and he sat down on the ground. Fu Ling ignored him and took off the gas masks on his face with Lu Beichen.

When the masked man saw Fu Ling's face clearly, he was shocked: "Ling'er? Are you Ling'er?"

"??? What? Are you playing the emotional card? This trick won't work!" Fu Ling looked at the masked man with contempt.

The masked man looked somewhat dejected. He sat there blankly, constantly brainwashing himself: "You are definitely not Ling'er. If you were her, there's no way you wouldn't recognize me!"

Fu Ling held his forehead, feeling powerless to complain. "Brother, you're wearing a mask. Even your own mother wouldn't recognize you. Besides, we're not familiar with each other. We're not from the same generation."

The masked man was choked. He was now 100% sure that the woman in front of him was not Ling'er. Their personalities were completely different. One was a high-ranking princess who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was the most talented woman in Bianjing.

And this guy in front of me, dressed strangely, I've only known him for a short time, but every word he says is full of sarcasm.

Looking closely, the masked man discovered something different: this woman had a perfect face. As long as she didn't speak, she would definitely outshine all the other beauties.

Even compared to Ling'er, there is no difference at all.

While Fu Ling was stunned, he found information about "Ling'er".

Xuanyuan Ling is the legitimate little princess of Xuanyuan Hong and the younger sister of the masked man.

"Xuanyuan Gen, Xuanyuan Hong's eldest son, has four older brothers and three older sisters born to concubines, and you are the eighth child!"

Xuanyuan Gen stood up from the ground, his eyes becoming bloodthirsty: "Who are you? Why do you know so much?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Everything about you is under my control." Fu Ling said with a chuckle.

Now I finally had the mind to look at the surrounding environment. It was surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers that stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Are you cultivators?" Xuanyuan Gen asked, suppressing his excitement.

Fu Ling asked back: "Why do you ask that?"

"I... cough... I once heard from the Imperial Master that they possess the power to destroy heaven and earth. With just a thought, they can appear anywhere, just like you."

"If you say so, then so be it. I have a question, and I wonder if His Majesty the Emperor could answer it for me?"

"Oh! Don't you know everything? Why do you need me to answer you?" Xuanyuan Gen straightened his appearance.

He glanced at Lu Beichen from time to time, feeling that he had seen this guy somewhere before.

Fu Ling stepped forward to block his view and said protectively, "What are you looking at? This is my husband, don't even think about hitting on him!"

Xuanyuan Gen frowned, "What does he have to do with me if he's your husband?"

"Then what are you looking at? Don't you emperors all have some unknown quirks?"

"...As a woman, yet you're full of foul language! Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world for behaving this way?"

Fu Ling replied with disdain: "Don't worry, our dynasty is different from yours. We have a wise ruler and freedom of speech, right? Unlike you, who would execute an entire clan at the slightest provocation!"

Xuanyuan Gen found that no matter what he said, this guy who looked like his sister could always beat him to a pulp, and he was no match at all.

"Forget it, I won't bother with you. What did you want to ask me just now? Just tell me." Xuanyuan Gen waved his clothes and said magnanimously.

"That's right. Why are you different from what's recorded on the murals? You don't look that violent. The massacre of soldiers, the burial of concubines, the floating corpses of officials...was it you who did it?"

Xuanyuan Gen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the other party to ask this. His eyes gradually filled with anger: "Of course it wasn't me! It was all done by the Imperial Master, and I was just a puppet."

"Okay, tell me slowly what happened." Although she knew the content, it was not as accurate as the oral account of the person involved. She stopped reading the information and decided to listen to his story.

"Wife." Lu Beichen interrupted his gossiping wife at the right time.

"what happened?"

"It's getting late. I'm going to go out and take care of the trouble up there. It's getting late too. After listening to my story, go to bed. You have an important surgery tomorrow."