No matter how powerful and famous he was before, he was just an ordinary servant in the Royal Guard Palace, being sent around by Mo Li, taking on some tasks from the outside world and getting paid. He was just like a mortal killer, but he was different.

Compared with ordinary killers, because most of their tasks are not just killing people, they have all kinds of strange tasks. As long as the employer pays enough, they can find ways to complete the employer's tasks.

Just like this, three hundred years have passed, and the Yushou Palace has grown from a few people at the beginning to more than 500 people. It was originally built just to make Gong Xianxian's life less boring, but now it has become an indelible group.

Dangerous forces, even the heavens, are afraid of Yushou Palace. There is no reason. The strong are respected. As long as one party's power gradually grows in this world, there will always be people who will start to be afraid. Regarding this, Mo Li and

Gong Xianxian didn't seem to care.

After the bone-eroding pain, Gong Xianxian in the hot spring pool was finally reborn with a intact body, and Mo Li behind him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Gong Xianxian raised her hand and took a closer look at her regenerated new flesh. Her icy blue eyes sank and she closed her eyes, clenched her fists and silently kneaded a formula in her heart. However, there was no change at all around her, and she was slumped.

Opening her eyes, Gong Xianxian slapped the pool water angrily, with a look of despair on her face.

"I still don't have any magic at all. It's been three hundred years. It's been three hundred years. Every day I live like a human being or a ghost. Even if I have done a huge sin, I should still be able to repay it. I am more than ten years old."

Thousands of years of cultivation have really been reduced to ashes, I am afraid even a disabled person can live a more leisurely life than me."

There was a wry smile on Gong Xianxian's lips as she spoke. She originally thought that after so long, she could get used to such a life, but in the end she still couldn't, haha.

Mo Li looked at Gong Xianxian's back, his eyes full of pity, but he knelt down and leaned into her ear and said, "Maybe Mo Li has found a way to get the palace master out of this bone-eroding pain. Even if he doesn't

If something unexpected happens, you can still restore your cultivation and status as a god fifty thousand years ago."

As soon as Mo Li finished speaking, Gong Xianxian turned around and reached out to grab Mo Li's clothes tightly, "Quickly tell me, what can I do?"

"Palace Master, do you know why all the men who become your bed slaves cannot survive the seven days of turning into bones?" Mo Li looked at Gong Xianxian as she talked, but there was a determined look in her eyes.

"I like people who are straightforward." Gong Xianxian's eyes turned cold and she let go of her hand holding Mo Li's shirt.

"That's because we had a misunderstanding in the past. We thought that any man who approached the Palace Master would turn into withered bones in seven days. Therefore, the Palace Master never asked me and Nangong to warm your bed and replenish your yang. But this time when I went out, I

I have found some reliable news, in fact, not all men in the world will be devoured by the palace master's Yin Qi and turn into withered bones."

Mo Li's words made Gong Xianxian's eyes filled with joy. If it was really what Mo Li said, it meant that as long as she found someone who was not swallowed by her Yin Qi, she would no longer have to continue killing people in order to preserve her body and collect Yang Qi.

"Do you know what kind of person can avoid being swallowed up by the yin energy of this palace?"
Chapter completed!