The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

"Bang," the long whip in his hand was broken into several pieces, and in an instant, it was burned to ashes by the fiery power of the phantom.

Lan Mei watched in shock as Miao Yuan's purple hair turned into Man Wu Yao's confusing fiery red hair in an instant.

The power of the phantom in his hand was also blessed by that powerful force, instantly blocking her attack and heading in her direction.

"Fairy, be careful!!" Yun'er rushed up quickly and stood in front of her.

"Pfft..." A powerful force hit her, directly shattering the power of her heart and spitting out a pool of blood.

"Yun'er?!" Lan Mei was shocked, and Ning'er also rushed up and caught her.

"Fairy...Fairy..." Yun'er was so hurt that she couldn't speak. She grabbed Ning'er's sleeve tightly and said intermittently: "Quick...quickly go."

After saying that, she closed her eyes completely and never woke up again.

Ning'er cried and raised her head, "Xian, Xianzi, she..."

she died! !

Yuner is dead! !
Lan Mei stepped back in fright, tripped herself with a snap, and fell to the ground, looking at Miaoyuan in a daze.

She held the phantom magic weapon in her hand and had beautiful and conspicuous red hair. Her small face was as pale as snow and cold and heartless.

"No... no no..."

"You have today too?" Miaoyuan snorted angrily, her eyes without a trace of expression, filled with cold killing and ruthless ridicule.

"No... don't kill me..." Lan Mei shrank back in fear. She could feel that she really wanted to kill her.

"Dream." Miaoyuan confided coldly, re-injecting the power of the heart into her hand, and launched another attack on her.

She just wants to kill her. I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will kill them.

"Kid?!" Lu Qing rushed over, quickly held her arm, and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy?!"

Do you really want to kill the immortals?Is this really life-threatening? !
Upon seeing this, Ning'er over there quickly put down Yun'er's body and ran over.

She stood in front of Lan Mei and shook her head with red eyes: "No, no! Don't kill the fairy!"

"My maid, please, Your Highness, let her go, let the fairy go, you can't kill her!"

"She is from the Immortal Clan. If you kill her, His Highness Yuheng and Emperor Yuhua will not let you go!"

Lu Qing also held her arm tightly and refused to let go, "Kid, don't be impulsive."

If you offend the Immortal Clan, you won’t be able to give an explanation to His Highness the King of Hell when you go back, let alone the Ghost Clan.

Miaoyuan didn't know why, but there was no expression on her face. She raised her eyes coldly and looked at Lu Qing, and said coldly: "She was the one who came to kill me first. I will not let go of anyone who kills me."

Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat. He always felt that this sentence was extremely familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, and he also felt that the scene at this moment was quite familiar.

Oops, wasn't this what Man Wuyao said when he ran into a fight with the demon tribe when he sneaked out of prison? !
I will not let go of anyone who kills me! !
"Kid?!" As soon as he reacted, his arm was thrown away by Miaoyuan.

She summoned the power of the phantom again, injected most of her heart power, and launched a rapid attack that even those who were fast could not avoid it.

"scold!!"

"Pfft..." Ning'er opened her eyes wide in shock, watching the power of the phantom attack towards her, shattering her heart and heart, and then headed towards the fairy behind her.

"Ah ah ah -" Lan Mei collapsed to the ground in pain, feeling the intense burning and stinging sensation of the powerful power of the phantom. Her whole body was like an ant, unable to resist.

"pain……"

"Fairy, Fairy..." The moment Ning'er fell down, she was looking at Lan Mei's painful expression that was worse than death. She was clutching the ground like a vicious dog, raising her head slightly, breathing hard and struggling. To escape.

Miaoyuan was about to take action, but was stopped by Lu Qing, "That's enough!! Are you crazy?!"

She was confused for a moment and looked at him with a blank expression, as if she was controlled by another person and had no idea what she was doing.

Lu Qing scratched her head in distress and looked at her as if she was about to die, "You're done for, little brat, you actually killed someone from the Immortal Clan." She was still a fairy from the Immortal Clan.

She was really dying, and so was he.

……

Fairy
Nineth Heaven

"What did you say?! His Highness the Ghost Tribe killed Fairy Lan Mei?!"

All the immortals in the hall were furious, "What's going on? How dare she...how dare she kill the immortals?!"

"Your Highness, this little Highness of the ghost tribe is getting more and more arrogant. You can't just ignore this!"

"Yes, Your Highness, you must take care of it. This...this is happening right at the doorstep. It is simply unreasonable!"

With a painful look on his face, Lan Pan knelt down, saluted and kowtowed: "Your Highness, you must... make the decision for me. My sister will die with her eyes open, and her body is covered with wounds. It is conceivable that the little highness of the ghost tribe treats her. How much torture have you done, Your Highness?! I beg Your Highness to kill the little Highness of the ghost tribe and give justice to my sister."

Yu Heng stood up hurriedly, his aura was very strong and cold, "Come here, go to the ghost tribe quickly and capture the little highness Miaoyuan."

"Yes, I will take your orders."

All the immortals bowed their heads and saluted, "Your Highness is wise."

Yuhua, who was the only one standing silently, looked down at the ministers who were kneeling on the ground. The sleeves on her hands were almost torn.

You idiot, she just brought it upon herself, and now she has to have the immortals clean up her mess.

And now the Dragon Clan
Someone came in with a low body, presented the magical weapon in his hand, lowered his head and said: "Your Highness, Lianzhu Xuanshang has been brought back."

The man reached out and took the treasure in his hand, stuffed it into his spiritual ring, raised his eyes and looked at him, "Lan Mei is dead?"

"Yes, Fairy Lan Mei was seriously injured and died by the Phantom. Everyone in the Immortal Clan already knows this and is sending people down to the lower world to capture the Ghost Clan's young Highness."

"Ha," the man sneered, thinking that they were ridiculous. The thief shouted "Catch the thief", and he was talking about them, the immortals.

"Did anyone see you when you came back?"

Shui Jiangjing shook his head, "No one has seen it, your Highness, don't worry. When the subordinates came back, the ghost tribe members had just left."

"That's good, let's go."

Jingjing hesitated for a long time, then raised his eyes and said, "I was not seen by the outsiders, but when my subordinates just came in, they met His Highness the Second Highness."

"What did you say?!" The man straightened his upper body, his face extremely gloomy, "My second brother, did you see you come in?"

Jiang Jing nodded quickly, "Your Highness, please forgive me. It was my subordinate who was careless."

"Bang," the powerful dragon tail swung out from under the snow-white blanket, hitting his side and knocking him to the ground.

"Hiss...ah..." Jingjing howled in pain and knelt on the ground, with no dignity at all, and no trace of blood on his face, and he was trembling to admit his mistake.

"Your Highness, please forgive me."

"Trash, get out!!"

"Yes, yes, I... I'm resigning." Jing Jing stood up with support on his side, turned around slowly, gritted his teeth and walked out.

With every step he took, the deep pain in his waist felt like a needle pricking him. It was almost excruciating.

"Dong dong dong——" The palace door was knocked gently, and the maid outside the palace whispered: "Your Royal Highness..."

"His Royal Highness is here to see you."

The two people in the hall were shocked.