The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 172 Why not feel disgusted
"Jie Ya!!"

Miaoyuan heard the sound and rushed over, and saw two bad guys forcing Jieya, trying to kill her and absorb her spiritual power.

She roared angrily: "The sky——!!"

"Ding," the Heavenly Sword emerged from her Universe Bag and flew straight into the air.

The powerful aura carried around him caused the sycamore trees behind him to fly in random directions.

"Stop her!" Shuilu said with a gloomy face, wondering where this child with a yellow mouth came from?It is simply a matter of life and death.

It's a pity that she is currently absorbing the spiritual power of the elf Jie Ya and cannot deal with her.Otherwise, she would definitely not let her go.

Long Bai nodded, transformed a treasure fan from his space spirit ring, and said, "Don't worry, she left it to me."

"You two bad guys! How dare you bully her!" Miaoyuan reached out and grabbed the Cang Qiong Hao Sword, and rushed over with the sword in hand.

"Bad guys!!"

Long Bai sneered lightly, held the fan in his hand and walked forward, "How dare you, a child, stop us?"

It is simply a dream.

"Shout," the long sword passed through the air, carrying most of her heart power and all her anger, and pressed towards Long Bai.

Long Bai waved the fan in his hand away, and countless aqua-blue rays of light spread out from under the fan, resisting Miaoyuan's attacking power of the heart.

Two extremely powerful forces gathered in mid-air, colliding and rubbing against each other, without even distinguishing between top and bottom.

Long Bai raised his eyebrows slightly and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "You can actually block the power of my Kunlun Fan?"

Miaoyuan held a long sword, her face was cold and firm, and she sneered angrily: "It's just a broken fan, there are many of us ghosts."

"What did you say?!" Long Bai's face turned ugly. She actually said that his ancient magic weapon was a broken fan?

Does she know the importance?
No, she said she was...

"Are you from the ghost tribe?"

Long Bai paused and looked at her with a strange look.Is it possible that His Highness the King of Hell already knows about the elf Jie Ya in the human race?
Miaoyuan didn't give him any chance to buffer. She raised her feet and jumped up with her sword in hand, slashing at him fiercely. She said coldly, "This is the little highness of the ghost tribe - Manzhu!"

"What?!" Long Bai was shocked, and saw the Cang Qiong Hao Sword, which carried the powerful power of the heart, quickly struck at him.

"Trash!" Shui Lu cursed angrily, but had to give up absorbing the spiritual power of the elf Jie Ya in front of him and rushed over to save him.

"Wow," a sudden force attacked Miaoyuan from the side.

After Miaoyuan sensed the danger around her, she immediately changed her original direction and pointed the Cang Qionghao Sword in front of her at Shuilu, resisting her attack.

Only then did Long Bai react. Holding the Kunlun fan, he slowly landed on the ground and walked over, "Stop it first, Shui Lu, she is the little highness of the ghost tribe."

"Your Highness from the Ghost Clan?" Shuilu was surprised and looked at the person in front of him with a heavy expression.

"Are you the little highness of the ghost tribe?"

Is she the little Highness of the Ghost Tribe whom their master asked her to restrain?This stinky little girl in front of me?

"Young...your highness?" After hearing this, Jie Yao, who was lying on the ground and dying, held on to her injured body, opened her eyes and looked over.

"Is the young highness here?"

Is Your Highness here to take her back?Can she leave here?

"Jie Ya?!" When Miao Yuan saw her dying look, she hurriedly put away her sword and ran over.

"How are you? Where are you injured? Have they absorbed your spiritual power?"

"I...I'm fine..." Jie Ya smiled weakly, holding her hand, tears streaking down her face.

It's just that the injuries on his body were so painful that they eroded his bones, as if he was about to die.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Miaoyuan supported her body, her eyes were red, and she choked, "I should have come here earlier to guard you. I didn't expect...I didn't expect that they would actually hurt you..."

So she left alone yesterday, thinking that after telling Heichang everything, she would wait for Heichang to come and save Jie Ya.

Because it is difficult to rescue Jie Ya with the power of her and Bai Chang's sister alone, but Hei Chang can.

However, Heichang told them that he could rescue Jieyi, but the prerequisite for saving Jieyi was that he had to deal with the illness first and catch the person behind the scenes first, and then deal with Jieyi's matter.

After listening, she nodded in agreement, because she felt that Jieya would be fine even if she was trapped in the human race for 10,000+ years, and she must have been able to wait for just a few days.

However, she forgot that the people behind the scenes were from the Dragon Clan, and that the shells she picked up that day were belonging to the Dragon Clan.

When she connected all these things together, she immediately realized that maybe the dragon people who appeared at Mr. They are also in the same group.

Of course, these were just her temporary conjectures, but when she looked at the shell in her hand over and over again, the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong.Therefore, she ran here while Hei Chang and Bai Chang were searching for the real culprit behind the scenes.

She just wanted to see if her guess was correct?
But she didn't expect that the scene that happened in front of her was a hundred times, a thousand times more than she imagined.

They are really evil people! !

"I... I'm really fine... Your Highness..." Jie Ya didn't want her to worry about her, so she endured the pain in her body and comforted her.

"You're lying," Miaoyuan hugged her tightly, her eyes wet, "You've become like this, and you still say you're fine?"

If she were just one step too late, Jie Yan would be afraid that these two bad guys would absorb her spiritual power and force her to death.

"I'm really... fine, Your Highness... don't... don't worry about me..."

"I know you are in pain now, I know, please stop talking first." Miaoyuan wiped her tears, took out a few heart-protecting pills and elixirs from the Qiankun bag, and sent them to her Around the mouth.

"You...eat them first, it...they will protect you."

"She is -" Shuilu on the other side was about to stop her, but Long Bai on the side reached out and grabbed her.

Shui Lu took a step slower and saw Jie Ya slowly opening her mouth and swallowing all the pills that Miao Yuan handed over to bring back the dead.

She couldn't die, at least not now.

She wanted to protect His Highness, and the few remaining spiritual powers in her body, so that they, the Dragon Clan, could not succeed.

When Shuilu saw this, she was very angry. She turned around and looked at the person who was holding her, and said angrily: "What do you mean by this, Your Highness?!"

Long Bai shrugged, pointed at Miaoyuan and said, "She is the little highness of the ghost tribe. What can you do? Kill her?"

"Why not?" Shuilu immediately took out his palm and wanted to rush over and kill Miaoyuan, the stinky girl who broke in and ruined her good deeds.

"You're really crazy."

When Long Bai saw that not only did he not persuade her, but she actually thought about taking action, he felt that she really thought her life was too long.

Can they kill the little Highness of the Ghost Clan if they want?

Oh, it's just a joke.

She was named "Manzhu", so even the demon clan had to give her some respect, let alone the dragon clan and the demon clan. Even the immortal king in the sky stumbled in front of her, let alone a little dragon clan palace maid like her. ?

Miaoyuan gently put Jieya down and whispered: "You can rest peacefully for a while. After I deal with them both, I will take you to see Heichang."

Jie Ya nodded tiredly, "Okay, listen to your Highness."

"Go to sleep."

Jie Ya looked at the young man in front of him, but he was carrying the banner, and smiled happily with red eyes, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Your Highness has really grown up. If the king knew it, he would feel at ease.

"No thanks," Miaoyuan slowly stood up and summoned the Sky Sword again from her space bag.

"You are my mother's person, and you are my Manzhu's person. I will protect you."

Upon hearing this, Shuilu's face darkened, and she sneered, "You can't even protect yourself now, and you still want to protect this elf?"

If she had read correctly in the fight just now, she was only a mere 10,000+ levels of cultivation, but she actually expected to beat someone like her who had been cultivating for millions of years?

"Who said I can't even protect myself?" Miaoyuan turned around and looked at the two of them with cold eyes.

"I can live to this day not only because of my father's reputation, but also because of my own intelligence and understanding."

"I know what to do and what not to do. I won't be like you, even capable of harming the human race."

"What did you say?" Shui Lu's expression changed, and the palm wind in his hand was about to attack her.

Miaoyuan clenched the sword in her hand and sneered angrily: "How dare you say that the human race's evil disease was not your fault? Tonight, the guard guard was injured at the gate of the city. How dare you say that it was not your fault?"

"Jie Ya has been trapped in the human race for 10,000+ years, how dare you say that it was not your fault?"

Shui Lu was slightly surprised, "How do you know these things?"

"I guessed it." Miaoyuan reached out, took out the shells from the Qiankun bag, and threw them in front of them.

Shui Lu had a sullen face, glanced at it, and ignored it.

She doesn't recognize this thing, so what if it's something from the Dragon Clan?Could it be that just this little thing could convict them?
Miaoyuan had a cold face and sneered: "Yesterday, when I picked it up, I thought it was very beautiful. Now that I look at it again, I just feel extremely disgusting."

Long Bai quickly lowered his body and picked up the shell when he felt it was familiar. When he looked down, his face darkened, "My Spiritual Sound Shell."

(End of this chapter)