After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

The man had his back to the light, couldn't see his face clearly, and was holding something in his hand, walking towards Qi Jing step by step.

Qi Jing narrowed his eyes: "Zheng Zheng?"

Zheng Zheng stopped in front of him, and brought what was in his hand to his lips. It was a bowl of steaming fragrant porridge. He said softly, "After sleeping for so long, your majesty should use something."

The bright light at the entrance shone in, reflecting the secret room brightly.

Qi Jing tilted his head slightly, kept his hand away, looked at Zheng Zheng who was completely different from before, and felt extremely complicated.

After a few months, Zheng Zheng's cowardly temperament was swept away, replaced by a tough aura that cannot be ignored.On his head was a gold-plated crown that only the patriarch of the family would use, and the robe he was wearing was also a brocade cloud robe with piping that only the patriarch was qualified to wear.

Qi Jing sneered and mocked: "Patriarch Zheng is very handsome."

Zheng Zheng saw that he was full of resistance, but he didn't force it. He put the bowl on the low table beside him, smiled wryly, and said, "That's right, your majesty is afraid that he hates me to the bone now, so why would he accept my feelings?"

He lowered his eyes, looking very hurt: "Your Majesty regards me like a snake and a scorpion, but I don't know that in my heart, Your Majesty is the bright moon in the sky and the lonely flower in the water. After being rescued by Your Majesty that time, Zheng Zheng Day and night thinking about how to repay Your Majesty..."

"Repay?" Qi Jing interrupted him impatiently, and said with a sneer, "Intention?" He shook his wrist, and the chain on his wrist made a crisp sound, mockingly said: "It's because I'm so ignorant that I don't know that this is Patriarch Zheng's intention." .”

Zheng Zheng was silent for a while, then replied: "Your Majesty, you were born noble, and you don't know what it's like to be in the dust. Zheng Zheng has nothing else to ask, but wants to protect himself."

"Self-protection?" Qi Jing almost laughed angrily at him.

Even if he didn't know exactly what Zheng Zheng was going to do, he could still see the opponent's wolfish ambitions because he had premeditatedly set up a puppet array, and took advantage of the emptiness of the capital to unite with the power of the aristocratic family to evade the monarchy.

Qi Jing ignored his words, some people are bad from the bottom of their bones, their environment and status are just their rhetoric.Otherwise, there are so many people who have suffered so much in the world, why not everyone has blood on their hands, which is an unforgivable crime?However, those people who have committed the most heinous crimes and have done everything, are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and most of them are excuses to excuse themselves.

Qi Jing didn't want to get entangled with him so much, so he asked concisely: "I only ask you one thing, you just answer me honestly."

Seeing that Qi Jing was willing to talk to him, Zheng Zheng took the initiative to bring up the topic: "Your Majesty, do you want to ask about Laojun's upper body death?"

Qi Jing stared at him intently, carefully observing the subtle expressions on his face, for fear of missing a single detail.

Zheng Zheng said softly: "If Zheng Zheng said that I have nothing to do with Laojun's upper body death, would you still believe me?"

Qi Jing snorted, as if he had heard a great joke, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "It has nothing to do with you?"

Zheng Zheng was not in a hurry or annoyed, and just looked at him closely: "It doesn't matter if you believe me or not. The old gentleman loves him..." He paused, looked at Qi Jing's face, and slowly spit out a few words, "The old gentleman sacrificed himself to the devil, it was suicide."

"Boom—"

The sky, which was still bright and sunny just now, was instantly covered by dark clouds and thunder broke out.

A small black cat the size of a palm appeared under the corner of the wall behind Zheng Zheng. Taking advantage of the dim light covered by dark clouds, it hid its figure in the darkness and ran outside without a sound.

"Wow——" the moment the kitten disappeared into the entrance, Qi Jing grabbed Zheng Zheng's lapel and looked straight into his eyes: "What did you say? Sacrifice your body to a demon, what demon did you die for?"

"Yes... yes... the magic door... ahem..."

Hearing Zheng Zheng's cough, Qi Jing realized that he had struck too hard and almost broke the opponent's neck. After regaining consciousness, he let go of his strength and said sharply, "Tell me clearly what's going on. ? What magic door? What martyrdom?"

Zheng Zheng held his neck and coughed for a long time, and finally he breathed evenly. He took two steps back unconsciously, until his back was against the wall, and he felt a little safe. It must have taken care of everything in northern Xinjiang."

Qi Jing didn't answer, Zheng Zhengquan regarded him as acquiescing, and continued: "Your Majesty must have seen the eldest prince Qi Yao in northern Xinjiang."

Qi Jing finally frowned and looked at him directly: "What do you want to say?"

Zheng Zheng said: "What Zheng Zheng wants to say is that Qi Yao's influence is not only limited to the northern Xinjiang, but more in the capital."

Most of Qi Yao's subordinates are half-human, half-demon blood. If they were in the capital, they would not be able to hide for long before they would be discovered.However, from the beginning to the end, Qi Jing had never heard of the existence of these half-demons in the capital, so he was skeptical about Zheng Zheng's words.

He glanced at Zheng Zheng: "There are so many cultivators in the capital. If half-demons gather, how can no one know about it? How did Qi Yao hide it?"

"I don't know about that." Zheng Zheng shook his head and said, "I only accepted the favor of the eldest prince back then, so I promised him to come to the capital to be his internal assistant, and I only did things according to his orders, never daring to make decisions on my own. "

Qi Jing shook the bracelet on his wrist: "Is this also Qi Yao's order?"

Hearing this, Zheng Zheng hesitated and said, "That's not true." He whispered, "It's just Zheng Zheng's selfishness."

Qi Jing didn't want to talk too much with him, so he asked: "You just need to tell me, what is the relationship between your father's death and Qi Yao, don't talk nonsense."

Zheng Zheng had no choice but to say: "I only know that the eldest prince has made some kind of connection between the northern border and the capital. Once the matter in the northern border is exposed, the half-demons in the capital will go straight to the magic gate and sacrifice their lives with the blood of the half-demons." Demon gate. Although half-devil blood is not as overbearing as pure demon blood, it can loosen the seal of the demon gate...Seeing that the seal is about to be lifted, the old gentleman sacrificed himself to the demon, and thus...fallen..."

"I see." Qi Jing murmured, before sitting back on the stone bed.

No wonder Qi Wangshan arranged everything in the letter. It turned out that he had already had the will to die, and when the time came, he would die willingly, even abandoning the power he had been lusting for all his life.It can be seen from this that once the seal of the Demon Gate is lifted, it will be a terrible thing.

"Crash-"

The pouring rain poured down, Qi Jing was awakened, suddenly regained his senses, looked outside Zheng Zheng, there were piles of dark clouds outside, the sky was stained with a blood-like blush, and there was an ominous atmosphere everywhere.

Zheng Zheng obviously became nervous too, he hurriedly got up and walked out: "Your Majesty, you rest here well, I will come as soon as I go."

Before he finished speaking, he had already walked to the entrance, stretched out his hand and wiped the stone wall, as if he had pressed some mechanism, the stone door slowly closed.

Qi Jing and his eyes met when the stone gate was about to close, Qi Jing said: "Zheng Zheng, you don't think that locking me up like this will allow you to do whatever you want?"

The movement of closing the stone door stopped, Zheng Zheng looked over through the remaining gap, as if hesitating for something, he said after a while: "Your Majesty, do you still remember that you once told me that you did it? Your Majesty is like a bird in a cage, you will never be free again. If possible, you just want to be a wealthy and idle person, spending your life traveling around mountains and rivers. Now, Laojun is dead, and I will let Mo Zhi take the throne, just like yours Hope, no one will force you to do things you don't want to do, okay?"

"You—" Qi Jing almost vomited blood in anger, and heard Zheng Zheng continue, "Your Majesty, don't worry, this place is very safe. Even if the seal of the magic gate is lifted, no one can find it. Even monsters can't find it." I hurt you in the slightest. You stay here obediently and wait for me to come back. I will come to you when the demon king appears and everything is over. Also, you have the magic breath scattered on you, within twelve hours It's best not to use your cultivation base indiscriminately, otherwise the devil's breath will enter your body and collide with your god-born blood, and I will not be able to save you."

After he finished speaking, the stone door was closed with a bang, and it was tightly closed without leaving a single gap.

Qi Jing was so angry that he hammered the stone bed twice angrily, but the stone bed remained motionless, not even a single crumb of powder fell off.

Now that his cultivation base has been sealed and his person is locked up, even though he is extremely anxious, he cannot use his hands and feet.Fortunately, just now, when Zheng Zheng didn't notice, he quietly released a sound transmission talisman.It's just that when he made the sound transmission talisman, he did it purely for fun. Except for Fuyou and Yan Zhilan, almost no one recognized it.Now Yan Zhilan is still in northern Xinjiang and has not come back. I don't know if Nangong Ziyi can receive his distress signal.

He was frowning and worried, but he didn't know that Yan Zhilan was rushing to Wenliu Villa following the mark he left.

And outside the secret room separated from him by a wall, Zheng Zheng knelt down/stretched out his hand, the little black cat in the corner stared at him with round eyes, its beard trembled and hesitated for a moment, then jumped onto his palm.

Zheng Zheng stroked the little black cat's smooth back, his eyes fell behind the stone wall, and he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry."

He said apologetic words in his mouth, but there was no trace of apology on his face. The little black cat's head hung down in a very twisted posture, and then it turned into bits of broken light and dissipated in the air.

After finishing all this, Zheng Zheng turned around without hesitation and strode away.The seal of the magic gate is about to be lifted, and he has more important things to do.

At the same time, Qi Jing's whole body was shocked, sensing that the spiritual power of the sound transmission talisman was wrong, and he became more anxious: his sound transmission talisman was destroyed by someone!

Surrounded by death-like silence, Qi Jing was very anxious, tried to use his spiritual power, and found that it was exactly as Zheng Zheng said, he concentrated his energy for a long time, and he could only ignite a little spark of spiritual power at his fingertips. , the whole body will be densely tingled with unbearable pain like needle pricks, and he can't help crying out in pain, presumably it is the magic breath that Zheng Zheng said has dissipated.

Qi Jing had no choice but to sit down with his arms against the wall, and slowly sort out the ins and outs of everything.In the blink of an eye, I suddenly remembered a very important thing.If he remembered correctly, Zheng Zheng should be an ordinary cultivator, without a trace of devil blood or divine blood on his body.That being the case, how did he use the puppet array to control so many disciples of the aristocratic family?

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