Fan Jian hurriedly bowed his hands and congratulated:

"Your Majesty is blessed by the ancestors and has great talent. You will become a famous cultivator in the future!"

Ying Zheng did not comment, looked at Chen Pingping, and said softly:

"Chen Pingping, I have a task for you, and it is also a test for you. This task is not a trivial task like this world. Do you dare to take it?"

Chen Pingping looked solemn, and immediately knelt down and bowed his hands.

"Since your majesty has appointed me to lead Luowang and trusted me so much, how dare I not make achievements?"

"If I don't dare, doesn't it mean that your majesty's vision is wrong? I will die!"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, but turned his head and whispered:

"Deacon Xuanming, I have a favor to ask."

There were some ripples in the void, and the next moment, a complete soul with transparent eyes closed gathered beside Ying Zheng.

She had a pretty face and wore a green long dress. She looked a little weird, but at this time, with her eyes closed, she looked a little compassionate.

Fan Xian had never seen this person before, but the moment she appeared, she felt a throbbing from the heart.

That was the call from the blood.

For some reason, Fan Xian's eyes were wet.

"Miss..."

Chen Pingping was a little dazed, and before she knew it, she was already in tears.

Fan Jian's eyes immediately turned red, and he slapped Fan Xian on the shoulder.

"Kneel down! Kowtow to your mother!"

"Mother..."

Fan Xian immediately understood why he felt throbbing.

He immediately knelt on the ground, looking at Ye Qingmei's soul with his eyes attached.

"Miss is back...Miss is back!"

Chen Pingping was ecstatic and kowtowed repeatedly on the spot.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Steward! Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Steward!"

Wu Zhu stared at the illusory female figure in a daze. As a robot, he felt his heartbeat.

Ying Zheng ignored Chen Pingping and others who were already crazy.

Whispered softly:

"Deacon Xuanming, can he be resurrected?"

"It's just that his body died, but his soul is a little special, and it seems to have transcended the flow of time and space. It's tough enough, so it's not a big problem. Just rebuild his body."

Xuanming's voice fell lightly into everyone's ears, and Chen Pingping and others became more and more fanatical.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, waved his hand, and put Ye Qingmei's soul into his sleeve. (To read the exciting novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Seeing this, Fan Jian and Fan Xian were a little anxious, but Chen Pingping took a deep breath and understood what Ying Zheng meant.

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"Your Majesty! I guarantee with my life that I will achieve your goal!"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said softly:

"When you succeed, I will ask the clan to help Ye Qingmei rebuild her body and revive her. The words of the emperor are as good as gold. You can rest assured."

Chen Pingping looked enthusiastic.

"Your Majesty's words, I must firmly believe it. "

At this moment, not only can he avenge his hatred, but he can also see with his own eyes the hope of Ying Zheng's resurrection of Ye Qingmei.

No matter what, Chen Pingping will seize this opportunity.

No matter what the price, even if he becomes a devil in the world of killing, he is willing. []

Fan Jian was also a little excited and said:

"Your Majesty, I can also contribute!"

Wu Zhu on the side spoke for the first time, knelt on the ground, and bowed his hands:

"Wu Zhu, I am willing to obey the orders of the First Emperor."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said calmly:

"I know your intentions, but this matter is Chen Pingping's specialty."

Hearing this, Chen Pingping's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood what Ying Zheng meant.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to organize people to infiltrate a certain country? ”

Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

“Have you ever heard of Jinyiwei Chuan?” .

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