The memory of the villain was exposed, and the empress begged for forgiveness

In the mirror of the Emperor of Heaven.

The blue dragon was constantly soaring between the sky and the earth, and she was like a reborn baby at this moment, feeling the changes after turning into a dragon to her heart's content.

After hovering in the sky for a while, her body slowly landed and circled around Chu Yang's side a few times.

He rubbed against Chu Yang very affectionately.

The next moment, a familiar voice sounded.

"Big Brother, I succeeded!"

This voice is now a little less immature and childish than before.

More like a mature woman, her voice is full of clarity, like a lark, crisp and sweet.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of blue mist rose from her body.

In the mist, one could vaguely see the blue dragon's figure constantly changing.

Her body gradually changed, and finally slowly transformed into a beautiful woman in a long skirt.

Gradually, the mist slowly dispersed, and everyone could clearly see the woman's face.

It is precisely because of this that the group of cultivators outside the mirror showed such surprise and horror.

After seeing the face of the woman in the blue skirt, many monks became a little dull on their faces, and their eyes fell on the woman, unwilling to move away no matter what.

Even the quasi-emperor, the great emperor, was moved by the beauty of this woman and was intoxicated by it.

That cheek, can be called a supernatural workmanship, like a gift from heaven.

There is no flaw in the slightest, perfect to the extreme, her appearance makes this world look eclipsed.

It seems that in this piece of heaven and earth, there is only this woman left, and nothing else.

Even the female cultivators present were all attracted by the beauty of this woman.

Her beauty makes people feel jealous, and just want to appreciate it quietly.

As long as she is there, that is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

The sum of all kinds of beauty in the world is not as beautiful as the beauty of the woman in front of me.

Such a description is no exaggeration.

Looking at the woman who is only in her early twenties, every frown and smile are natural, with an indescribable charm, which makes people obsessed.

Those clear eyes shone with a charming light, her skin was fair, delicately carved like fine jade, and those vermilion lips made one couldn't help but want to kiss her.

The group of cultivators were astonished in their hearts.

How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world?

Not to mention what I saw with my own eyes, even the woman described in that poem and painting is not as beautiful as the woman in front of me.

Her beauty is different from other empresses. Those women are either indifferent, paranoid, or noble, but she is the only one whose beauty is not mixed at all. People can only feel beauty from her, as if the word beauty is born for her.

Just standing there gives people a feeling that they can only be seen from a distance, but not played with.

It's too beautiful to be true.

Every man has imagined what the perfect woman in his heart would look like, and the woman in front of him completely satisfied everyone's fantasy.

Even a fairy above the nine heavens is not as attractive as the woman in front of her.

If you can marry such a beautiful and moving woman, what's the point of giving up your monstrous cultivation?
This is the thought of countless monks at the moment.

A monk said with emotion: "Compared with this woman, the so-called goddesses, saintesses, and mysterious women I have seen before are just a piece of shit. No, compared with her, this is a kind of blasphemy against her beauty!"

At this time, a monk with a Taoist partner was pinched by a woman with a thick back and a waist and asked, "Which one is more beautiful, me or that woman?"

The monks around curled their lips secretly, which one is beautiful?

It seems that the two of you are not even qualified to compare, so how can someone be so unaware?

The monk in front of him looked at the ferocious tigress in front of him, and secretly glanced at it. The alluring woman in the mirror said in his heart: Why is the gap between people so big?

But his desire to survive is still extremely strong, and he repeatedly said against his will: "Of course you are beautiful."

This provoked many monks to cast contemptuous glances.

...

On the sky, when Murong Xue saw the appearance of this girl from the Dragon Clan after she transformed into a dragon, she was shocked in her heart, and a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

She subconsciously said: "It turned out to be you!"

Murong Xue never thought that the little girl from the Dragon Clan that she took care of for Chu Yang for a period of time was actually her.

She naturally recognized the woman in front of her.

For this woman, Murong Xue felt somewhat jealous, not because of her beauty, but because of other aspects.

If we were to ask her to make an evaluation of this woman, there would be only four words: Beauty is a disaster.

These four words may be the best interpretation.

Murong Xue has a deep friendship with her, and even knows her roots and bottoms.

At that time, she wondered why there was such a beautiful and moving woman in the heavenly court.

With her overwhelming beauty, the other party became a Goddess recognized by the heavens in a short period of time, loved and sought after by countless people.

Only by relying on her peerless appearance, she obtained everything that she had dreamed of but could not achieve at the beginning.

This made her jealous.

Now she still remembered that that woman had been seducing Chu Yang, and Chu Yang seemed to have an ambiguous relationship with her because of her beauty.

Even the father had complicated emotions towards this fairy-like woman at that time, and took great care of her.

To say who is the person Murong Xue hates the most, besides Chu Yang, maybe it is this woman in front of her.

Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered, and boundless jealousy arose in her heart.

Although she didn't have any impression of this woman, she couldn't stand how beautiful this goblin was.

From the moment she saw this woman, Liu Xiaoxiao was very depressed.

Unexpectedly, during his absence, brother Chu Yang would be surrounded by so many beautiful women.

Not far away, Ye Fan, the Son of Destiny, had an extremely ugly expression on his face.

It never occurred to him that the most beautiful woman in the world who was known as the Goddess of Heaven back then had an inextricable relationship with Emperor Zun.

Although I don't know why later, this woman who has moved the whole world by virtue of her beauty suddenly disappeared, but this does not hinder people's fantasies about this kind of goddess.

Ye Fan's dream at the beginning was to be favored by such goddesses.

I have always imagined the scene of winning such a goddess and kissing Fangze.

Although the other empresses are beautiful, if compared with this woman, they can only be used as a foil.

Show off her peerless beauty.

Seeing the goddess in his heart getting so close to Emperor Zun, Ye Fan felt worse than eating a dead fly.

The jealousy in his heart continued to burn, and he secretly said: "Damn emperor, 凎!"

He could bear it for other empresses, but he really couldn't bear it for this goddess.

My uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't bear it either.

He really wanted to ask God, who is the real Son of Destiny.

How could such a Tauren story happen to him, a son of destiny, it was unreasonable!