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Chapter 1708 Divine language formula! (Part 3)
Just as he was talking, His Highness Ninth Prince came out.

"Your Highness Ninth."

Murong Xiyao saluted slightly, and seeing Qin Yang staring at him stupidly, he gave him a slight twist behind his back.

Qin Yang came to his senses, pretended to be very surprised, and said with a smile: "Oh, Your Highness Ninth Princess, when did you come, and I didn't notify you when you came, so I can drive to pick you up."

The corners of Murong Xiyao's mouth twitched, she was a little speechless.

This Qin Yang is so courageous, he always has such a playful smile in front of the other party.

His Highness Ninth Prince, who had stabilized his emotions, became furious again when he saw Qin Yang's unbeaten face.

She said coldly: "I went to the mortal world a few days ago, and Yu Tong said that you brought the space painting to the fairy world. Is it true?"

"of course it's true."

Qin Yang nodded, suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and asked, "Your Highness Ninth Princess, you said before that as long as I bring Fei'er to the fairy world, you will have a way to separate Fei'er from the soul coffin. Is this why you came here today?"

Qin Yang is very anxious now.

Although these days he often enters the painting to chat with Ning Fei'er to relieve boredom, but he can only stay there for an hour a day, which is extremely depressing.

Now it's up to Her Royal Highness to find a way to save her.

"You do have some skills."

His Royal Highness said calmly, "This time, I came here for this purpose. I have mastered a secret technique that can separate Fei'er from your mother's soul coffin, but..."

"but what?"

Seeing that His Highness Jiu hesitated to speak, Qin Yang raised his heart and asked nervously.

His Highness Jiu sighed helplessly: "But Fei'er is the flower of hell after all. Even if they are separated, it will be difficult for her to come out of the painting space. This is the fairyland, and it has a repulsive effect on the breath of hell."

"Tch, I thought it was a big difficulty, it turned out to be such a small matter."

Hearing this, Qin Yang laughed immediately.

Now he has the "Ancient Buddha Xuanmo Qi" on him. The Nianhua said before that his Buddha Qi can suppress the hell breath on Ning Fei'er, so this matter is just a slap for Qin Yang Just snap.

"What? Do you have a solution?"

The Ninth Highness was stunned, and a little brilliance appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Although the son-in-law in front of him is a bit disgusting, he still has the ability, maybe there is some way to do it.

"Your Highness, you only need to separate Fei'er from my mother's soul coffin, and leave the rest to me. I promise to let your daughter walk out of the painting without any influence."

Qin Yang patted his chest and said.

His Highness Jiu stared at him for a long time, then nodded slightly: "Okay, I hope you are not bragging about me."

……

Qin Yang opened the ancient painting, and he and His Highness the Ninth Prince entered the small world in the painting together.

In the small world, Ning Fei'er was lying on the meteor rock reading novels boredly.

Seeing Qin Yang and His Highness the Ninth Prince appear, the girl's delicate face immediately burst into a happy smile, stood up, and immediately put on a rather resentful expression: "Finally you are willing to see me."

His Highness Ninth Prince walked up to the Meteorite, gently embraced Ning Fei'er in his arms, looked at the girl's pursed mouth, and smiled:
"You girl, are you bored all day? You don't know how to practice hard. If you go out in the future, you may be bullied by others again."

"It's okay, with Qin Yang around, no one can bully me." Ning Fei'er said with a smile, she had 1 admiration and reassurance for her lover.

"What I'm talking about is being bullied by him." His Highness Jiu said angrily.

Ning Fei'er blushed, secretly glanced at Qin Yang at the side, and coyly said: "I like being bullied by him."

Well, this girl is bewitched.

Looking at the girl's infatuated appearance, His Highness Jiu sighed helplessly, couldn't help but glared at Qin Yang, and cursed secretly: "What's so good about this kid, he deserves so many women to die for him."

His Highness Jiu said to Ning Fei'er: "Fei'er, I have found a way to separate you from the soul coffin, and Qin Yang said that he has a way for you to live outside."

"really?"

Ning Feier was pleasantly surprised.

Although she is by Qin Yang's side now, there is still a world between them. She always looks forward to staying with Qin Yang in a normal way.

Hearing what my mother said at this moment, I was naturally very excited.

"Of course, I won't lie to you." His Royal Highness said with a smile.After finishing speaking, she added, "As for whether your husband will lie to you, then I don't know."

"Qin Yang won't lie to me, even if you lie to me, he won't lie to me." Ning Fei'er was convinced.

His Highness the Ninth Prince: "..."

Well, I really can't communicate with this girl.

"Okay, let's start."

With a depressed mood, His Highness Ninth Prince took out a parchment scroll, handed it to Ning Feier, and said: "This is an ancient divine language formula, you just need to read it according to it. When I cast the spell, , you need to keep reading, don’t stop.”

"Oh."

Ning Fei'er took the sheepskin scroll, and when she saw the divine language formula on it, she suddenly had one head and two heads, "Mom, I don't know any of these words, how do you ask me to pronounce them."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

His Highness Ninth Prince pointed to the strange words on it, opened her mouth, and strange syllables slowly flowed out from her lips, like singing, with a bit of sacredness and vicissitudes.

Fortunately, Ning Fei'er has a strong memory, plus she is a big singer in the first place, so she is extremely accurate in changing the syllables of the words. In less than 10 minutes, she memorized all the divine language formulas on the parchment.

According to the method taught by His Royal Highness Nine, Ning Feier knelt on the meteorite, holding the parchment scroll high with both hands, and silently recited the words of God.

Following a flash of golden light, the ancient characters on the parchment scroll slowly floated up.

Every word is golden yellow, with an inviolable aura of nobility and mystery and terror, surrounding Ning Fei'er's delicate body, swimming slowly, bathing the girl in a golden color.

His Highness the Ninth Prince stood opposite, and began to cast the formula.

When the opponent cast a spell, Qin Yang stood beside his mother's coffin, not daring to disturb her.

(End of this chapter)