The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 111
Wen Lanluo, "..."

The disgusting overnight meal is going straight out!

Since Bo Cong was cut off from his descendants, during this period of time he was not only looking for evil beasts, but also running around looking for a way to regenerate Yu.j.

For a golden core stage monk like him, physical damage can be repaired by spiritual power.

It's just that the injury was so severe this time that not even a single root was left.

To regenerate is easier said than done.

He is also a ruthless person, he went back to Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain to pick out the bravest male longhorn beast, and transplanted the root of the beast to himself.

There are many powerful doctors in Jinding Palace, so it is not too difficult to do this kind of thing.

The transplant was only successful three days ago, and today he couldn't wait to catch Wen Lanwei back.

Since he couldn't move Wen Lang for the time being, he wanted Wen Lanluo to peel off his skin.

Wen Lanluo stared at between his legs, it was so dark against the light that she couldn't see clearly.

In a short while, Bo Cong has already bullied him.

He had a strong physique, and Wen Lanluo had no strength to resist when he pressed on him.

She only twisted her body vigorously, making it difficult for Bo Cong to get her hands.

The shards of the wine bottle pierced into the palm of the hand fiercely, and the blood stained the rope binding the hands red.

"Bitch, it's your honor to pamper you, the majestic young master of the Golden Cauldron Palace. What are you resisting?" On Wen Lanluo's head, her brow bone was broken on the spot.

On the contrary, the severe pain made Wen Lanluo calm down a lot.

She tightly grasped the fragment that stuck into her palm, if she was really insulted today, she would die with Bo Cong!
The huge animal swept over her body, and the smell was pungent.

Wen Lanluo's stomach turned upside down.

She clearly felt that disgusting thing was about to penetrate her body.

"Bang!" At the very moment, a figure flashed in. The man was carrying a big wooden stick in his hand, and smashed it on the back of Bo Cong's head recklessly.

Wen Lanluo looked at the figure and recognized it at a glance, it was Aunt Yun!

Yun Niang's force was extremely strong, if it were an ordinary person, she might even blow her brains out.

Bo Cong was only slightly dizzy for a moment, he shook his head, and when she swung another stick, he raised his hand and grabbed the stick.

The spiritual power in the palm waved out unceremoniously, hitting Yunniang's heart directly.

Yunniang's boxing skills are very powerful, but she is not a monk.

It's easy for Bo Cong to deal with her.

When this spiritual power came out, Yunniang felt her whole body trembling. She thought she was going to die.

However, a pure blue spiritual power suddenly popped up from his body, spreading from his heart to his whole body, condensing into a spiritual light on his body.

I saw that spiritual power turned into thousands of ice needles in an instant, flying towards Bo Cong in unison.

"Lan Xuanling?" Bo Cong's heart sank, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly dodged to avoid the dense ice needles.

He was too familiar with that spiritual power, it belonged to Lan Xuanling.

Yunniang didn't care so much, she took the opportunity to jump over Bo Cong, untied the rope on Wen Lanluo's body, pulled her up in disheveled clothes, and ran away.

Bo Cong casually rolled up his trousers on his belt, and flew out to chase people.

This is the most remote courtyard in the Golden Tripod Palace, and they can't even see a ghost on weekdays, so these two people have nowhere to escape.

……

When Wen Ku put Lan Xuanling's feathers on Yunniang's body, even Yunniang didn't know it.

It was released a long time ago, in order to let Yunniang protect herself in case of danger.

As long as Lan Xuanling's spiritual power was touched, she could sense it.

It was a cold night, and there was extreme coldness in her pitch-black eyes.

……

Jinding Palace, the abandoned courtyard, Wen Lanwei took Yunniang to avoid Bo Cong based on the memory of the year.

Even if it's just a deserted courtyard, it's actually much bigger than the Wen Mansion.

Under the sky full of stars, the entire Jinding Palace could not be seen at a glance. On the secluded fairy mountain, it was as magnificent as a palace in the sky.

Surrounded by clouds and mists, there are aura-like peaks all around.

Only the peak behind them was gloomy, devoid of aura, but surrounded by black mist visible to the naked eye.

When Wen Lanwei was still in Jinding Palace, the only peak that Wen Lanwei hadn't been to was this place.

The disciples of Jinding Palace call it "Mt. Ming", which is the forbidden area of ​​Jinding Palace. It is said that those who enter the mountain will have their souls sucked away, and they will never be reborn forever.

As for what is inside, no one has seen it.

Bo Cong chased after him relentlessly, almost forcing Wen Lanwei and Yunniang into the 'Mt.

Originally, he just planned to rape Wen Lanluo, and then hide her in this abandoned courtyard to humiliate her every day and take revenge on her severely, which can be regarded as revenge on that little bitch Wen Rong.

Who knew that he ran away for her.

The smell of alcohol on Bo Cong's body dissipated a bit, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

He will never let others know what happened today.

Since this bitch Wen Lanluo is so ignorant of flattery, then... die without a place to die!

He glanced at the dark "Mt. Mingshan" behind him, and it was probably best to let them go out of their wits.

With powerful spiritual power all over his body, he shouted angrily, almost shaking both Wen Lanao and Yunniang's heartaches.

"Wen Lanluo, you chose the path of finding death yourself!"

Bo Cong had already chased them to the foot of the 'Mt. Ming', he clenched his fists, if he was not afraid of making too much noise and alarming the other people in Jinding Palace, he would have killed these two with his own hands.

"Go back now and serve me well for the rest of your life. I can still consider letting you, bitch, live!"

After all, Bo Cong still misses the things he didn't get.

Wen Lanluo's eyes were bloodshot, she said angrily, "I'm your mother's daydream!"

She will never become Bo Cong's plaything even if she is lost in spirit!

The only thing she was worried about was Xiao Taozi, but when she thought that the little sister was still there, she let go of her heart.

It's just that Aunt Yun was hurt this time, and she felt very guilty.

"And the birds have deformed things, and they will fart all over their mouths!" As long as time is enough, Yunniang will definitely scold this turtle son for three days and three nights!

"Isn't it just a mountain? There's nothing to be afraid of!" After saying that, she pulled Wen Lanwei and ran in.

Wen Lanluo, "..." Auntie, you... are too reckless.

Bo Cong subconsciously glanced at his bird...Deformed?
That's not all thanks to Wenku!
He stood where he was, and didn't take a step forward, so that's fine, let's just vanish into ashes!
……

Mingshan is full of miasma, Wen Lanluo and Yunniang just entered, they were choked by the thick miasma and coughed violently.

As soon as he took two steps forward, he saw a figure looming in the miasma.

Both of them held their breath and became extremely vigilant.

They stood where they were, not daring to move, but the figure came over!

When a white hand stretched out from the miasma, the blood of both of them became colder.

(End of this chapter)