Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

"No! Don't! Ye, you can't just divorce me!" Ling Ying's face flashed with extreme fear.

She pushed the dragon away hard, trying to get rid of his grip.

However, what surprised her was that no matter how hard she pushed, the man's body in front of her was like a steel wall, which could not be shaken at all.

Ling Ying was startled.

She inputted [-]% of her cultivation into her hand, and pushed the Dragon Prison hard, but unfortunately, the opposite side still remained motionless.

The cheap dragon raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, a sly look flashed across his red-black eyes, and an invisible sneer twitched at the corners of his lips.

Ling Ying couldn't help feeling a little anxious, she injected [-]% of her cultivation, and pushed and shoved the ruffian man with authority.

Still has no effect!

Instead, the two of them pushed and shoved each other. In the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that the two of them were flirting in public, and they hugged each other even tighter.

"Hey." A standard smirk floated on Jianlong's face, "Little Yingying, why bother?"

Ling Ying's face turned green with anger.

"you you……"

What's the matter with this man?

She thought he was just a very ordinary disciple of Hehuan Pavilion, but she didn't expect that he had such a terrifying cultivation level, and he was far above her.

Ling Ying has already reached the latter stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. If Dragon Prison is above him, wouldn't she have already entered the Alchemy Stage?

Ling Ying was taken aback by this thought in her heart!

Core formation period?

so young?

How can it be!

Could it be that Jackie Chan is really an important figure at the master level separated by He Huan?

Ling Ying immediately regretted it, and she suddenly realized that she seemed to have been tricked.

Back then, Long Prison's approach to him was simply a long-planned conspiracy, and he foolishly thought that he was a murderer, so he played a game with him.

"Bring a pen and paper!"

Chu Ye's eyes were burning, his wife had made him embarrassing himself in public, and she still shamelessly continued to hug the man in Hehuan Pavilion.

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

"Yes, my lord."

The servant standing behind Chu Ye quickly followed his master's order and brought a tray containing pens and paper.

Chu Ye let out a cold snort, swiped his pen, and quickly wrote down an eloquent divorce letter.

Then, she put down the pen heavily, and mercilessly threw the undried divorce letter on Ling Ying's face.

"****, from today onwards, you are no longer my wife of Chu Ye, let alone the deputy suzerain of the Qionghua sect."

Chu Ye flicked his long sleeves with a decisive attitude.

Ling Ying's tears came out all at once.

"No! My husband!"

This time, she pushed away the hateful man who imprisoned her, and rushed to Chu Ye's side in an instant.

"Sir, give me another chance! We have been married for 1000 years, you can't do this to me!"

Ling Ying was crying hysterically, her tears were blurred, the heavy makeup on her face had already been smeared, and black things flowed down from under her eyes.

Chu Ye glared at Ling Ying with a very disgusted look, and wondered in his heart, how could he be so blind and cry so ugly when he fell in love with such a woman.

"Go away!"

Chu Ye waved his hand mercilessly, and ruthlessly shook off Ling Ying who was clinging to his body.

Ling Ying's cultivation level was already a little lower than Chu Ye's, so she easily got rid of it.