sick prince phoenix concubine

Chapter 238
Seeing such a bright and flamboyant smile in Eleven's eyes, it hurt her eyes.

The torture of binding the fairy rope should be painful for Qian Ling.

But she didn't show the slightest pain, instead she smiled easily.

This made Eleven's face darken.

She was angry, but she didn't lose her mind. She didn't dare to do too much and really hurt the girl in front of her.

The man had confessed that Princess Xiangrui would be brought before him unscathed.

The current speed of the immortal rope was already at its limit, if it was tightened any further, it would definitely cause her unbearable pain.

"Master, are you okay?" Huo'er asked worriedly.

Qian Ling said weakly, "I can still hold on."

She didn't expect that this thing seems to bind the body and restrict freedom, but what is really trapped is the soul.

"Master, why don't we go?" Huo'er's childish voice was slightly lowered.

It is worried that if it goes on like this, the master will not be able to bear it.

And the weapons that the other party took out casually are like this, and I don't know how many traps are waiting behind.

This risk cannot be taken.

Qian Ling was silent.

She knows that leaving is the best plan at the moment, and it is also the plan that can be implemented right now, but——

If you leave at this time, I'm afraid the next Eleventh will not be so easy to deceive, and the other party will make more thorough preparations.

At this time, Eleven obviously had scruples, and she didn't dare to kill herself.

If the guess is correct, this level should be the maximum she can do.

Otherwise, with her hatred for him, she would definitely be even more unscrupulous.

So, she wants to gamble once.

"Huo'er, under what circumstances can the space teleportation technique not be used?" Qian Ling asked suddenly.

Huo'er pondered for a moment: "What does Master want to do?"

"If—" Qian Ling said, "I mean, if we are in a very dangerous environment, can it be used?"

"Does the master want to gamble?" Huo'er asked.

Qian Ling didn't hide anything, and responded lightly: "Yes."

Huo'er was silent for a long time, and said, "It works."

"There may be someone behind the Yuansheng Pavilion, but I haven't seen him for a while, and the aura on his body has changed so much—" Qian Ling took the initiative to explain his plan to Huo'er, "I suspect, The person she wants to take me to meet may be related to the woman in white we met last time, and I want to see who she is."

They are comrades in arms fighting side by side, so she will not hide anything from this little friend who has followed her for many years.

Huo'er's immature voice was calm: "Master, Huo'er will help you."

No matter what decision you make, Huoer will help you.

What it doesn't say is that if the opponent confines the space, the success rate of casting this spell is almost zero.

But it is the Phoenix Fire, although the inherited memory is incomplete, but it knows that it is an immortal body. If you try your best, the most serious result will be a deep sleep for a period of time.

It's just that the time of this deep sleep is not definite, it may be a few days, it may be months, it may be years, it may be decades or hundreds of years, or even thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

No matter what the consequences are, it will do everything in its power to protect its master.

This is the brand that has been engraved in the soul since it became conscious.

Passing through the entire forest, Eleven stopped suddenly.

She took something out of her arms and threw it towards the road ahead.

Soon, ripples appeared in the air.

Eleven pulled Qianling over and quickly slipped in.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived in a brand new space.

Green mountains and clear waters, peach blossoms in full bloom, and smog lingering, just like a fairyland.

"Master, this is an enchantment." Huo'er said in a serious tone, "Even I haven't felt the existence of an enchantment here, so the person who built this enchantment must have not low cultivation level, and it is very likely that the person who built this enchantment will not be low. Lin Shun's existence."

If the person waiting for them here is the person who established this enchantment, it is almost impossible to escape.

So, next, there should be a tough battle to fight.

Qian Ling's expression remained unchanged, but he became cautious in his heart.

At this point, Eleven seemed to conclude that she could not escape, so he stopped staring at her all the time.

Walking through the entire peach grove, a palace-like place appeared before my eyes.

Eleven stopped in front of the gate.

With her palms facing inward, she crossed her hands in front of her chest, lowered her head, and said respectfully, "Elder, you're here."

After the voice fell, the door suddenly opened, and a female voice came through the air: "Come in."

This voice is divine, with an inviolable majesty.

Qian Ling was distracted, with a fishy smell in her throat, she suppressed the discomfort and swallowed it.

Just one sentence caused her to be severely injured. One can imagine how strong the people inside will be.

"Master, how are you?" Huo'er asked anxiously.

When it came here, it thought that the people here would not be weak, but it never thought that they would be so strong.

It was just a voice, and it was full of such great coercion.

I dare not imagine what kind of terrifying existence it would be.

Walking inside, Qian Ling observed the terrain.

This place is indeed a palace, its level of luxury is even higher than that of Tianqi's palace.

Go all the way in, and finally stop at the entrance of the main hall.

A veiled woman in white came out: "The elder has an order to let Princess Xiangrui in."

Qian Ling followed the woman in, and finally stopped in the center of the hall.

Above the main hall, there is a woman lying on the imperial concubine's couch. She is dressed in purple, with purple gauze on her face, long hair scattered, and a purple gemstone on her forehead, which is dazzling.

This is a woman who is so enchanting that she can charm the mind.

"Princess Xiangrui." The woman called Qian Ling's name leisurely.

Qian Ling returned with a slight smile: "I don't know who you are?"

"You don't know me." The woman's tone of voice dragged slightly, "But I am very familiar with you."

Her tone of voice is always slow, with a kind of laziness.

"Oh?" Qian Ling said leisurely, "In that case, out of politeness, shouldn't you introduce yourself?"

"Hehehe..." She seemed to think this was ridiculous, and the public hall was filled with ironic laughter, echoing in Qianling's ears.

"The princess knows, what will happen to the person who knows my name?" the woman asked after stopping her laughter.

Qian Ling: "Dead."

This decisive answer surprised the woman for a moment, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She praised without hesitation: "The princess is very smart."

Qian Ling: "That's ridiculous."

The woman's charming eyes were slightly bent: "Then you know, I have worked so hard to call you here, why?"

Qian Ling raised his eyebrows, but did not answer.

Regarding the Phoenix Fire, she will not take the initiative to mention it.

If ordinary spiritual fire is already the existence that everyone in this continent is scrambling for, then the phoenix fire, the god of fire, will be even more coveted by the strong.

(End of this chapter)