Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 679 Hit the door! (1)
Ji Yunyang was obviously joking, but if he knew that Ling Wushuang not only had it, but also had a tree, would he jump his feet? He said it casually, and he really hit the point every time.

Ling Wushuang also gave Ji Yunyang a sideways glance speechlessly, noncommittal.

"Okay, then thank you Wushuang girl." Zhan Qi and Zhang Yi looked at each other, laughed out loud, and accepted it, but they were still uneasy.

This is Blood Bodhi, will they waste such a treasure.

"Blood Bodhi..." Yi Xiong and the others didn't refuse any more. They looked at each other and accepted the thing in their hands excitedly. The blood in their whole body boiled for a while. This is the real good thing.

Ling Qingtian glared at Ling Wushuang, "You little bastard, where did you get all the good things in your hands?"

Ling Wushuang coughed lowly, and touched the tip of his white nose embarrassingly. This old man is really real, but he must have been cheated.

"My lord that night, are you alright?" Ling Moqiu clasped his hands together, tightly holding the Blood Bodhi in his palm, and looked at Ling Wushuang, with three-point worries and seven-point anticipation in his moist eyes.

With Blood Bodhi, Wushuang will definitely heal Master Tianye as soon as possible.

Ling Wushuang smiled and nodded, "Teacher is fine, just a little tired, and he will wake up in a short time."

As Ling Wushuang uttered these words, everyone present heaved a sigh of relief. Tian Yeyun was seriously injured and unconscious for the four major families. miss.

"That's good, that's good." Ling Qingtian's voice was filled with emotion.

Xin Yun pinched the blood bodhi in his hand, lowered his head slightly, a strange light flowed in his amber eyes, firm and decisive.

At this time, Ling Wushuang's face straightened slightly, "Xin Yun."

His tall black body stood straight on the edge, and he was always unknown. Suddenly he heard Ling Wushuang's call, which made him startled for a moment. He quickly raised his head, and walked in front of Ling Wushuang in a few steps, " exist."

A short word, but it is powerful and powerful.

Ling Wushuang's red lips hooked slightly, "You did a good job."

Before she left, he had overfulfilled the task she had given to Xin Yun, which surprised her a bit.

The Shadow Assassin Team, a total of 100 people, in this continent where spiritual energy is scarce, all of them have reached the peak god-man realm in just two years, it is simply a miracle.

Although the strength is still not enough, how amazing is such a talent!

Regarding Ling Wushuang's admiration, Xin Yun was very indifferent, "There is nothing wrong with it, I just do my job well."

Although his tone was cold and harsh, from Xin Yun's slightly awkward words and trembling amber eyes, he could see that he was faintly happy. Nothing excited him more than Ling Wushuang's approval.

Xin Yun's mission was arranged by Ling Wushuang in private, and everything, including special training methods and various pills, was no exception, so even Ling Qingtian didn't understand what the two of them were talking about.

"What?" Ji Yunyang and the others next to him were even more confused.

This guy Xin Yun is always mysterious, coming and going without a trace, and this guy Gan Qing Wushuang even assigned him another task.

Ling Wushuang nodded in satisfaction and said, "Next, you go to the final training. After I come back, I have more important things for them to do."

It's time, a seed that was left unintentionally before, now she wants to let it take root and germinate quickly, and prop up a sky!
"Wu Shuang, are you going?" Ling Qingtian frowned after hearing Ling Wushuang's words.

Ling Wushuang turned around and looked at the old man, "There seems to be something strange over the cemetery of the gods. Jun Yan has passed away. I have to go and have a look now. I don't know what's going on now."

"Wushuang, you mean Lou Junyan?" Ji Yunyang's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, "I said, can you take me too? I just want to see the cemetery of the gods, but I haven't found a chance."

Shura Yanjun, the person he admires the most, and the cemetery of the gods, I have been hearing about it from the battle repair guy, I really want to see it.

"What are you messing around with?" Ling Qingtian's complexion suddenly darkened, and he glared at the master who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

Ji Yunyang pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders lightly, indicating that he was just talking.

Ling Wushuang smiled, "Then I will go there first, Grandpa."

"Okay." Ling Qingtian pursed his lips into a straight line.

Just when Ling Moqiu was about to say something, several figures from outside came hurriedly.

"City Lord, City Lord!"

Anxious calls came to everyone's ears.

"Why are you so flustered?" Ling Qingtian's expression darkened instantly.

"Help, help quickly!"

When these figures ran in, the people behind also arrived, their voices were indescribably anxious, and even tinged with the feeling of crying. Among them, a middle-aged man was carrying a tall man on his back. The man, in a mess, is the most conspicuous.

"Xiuer!"

After Zhan Qi was slightly startled, his eyes turned scarlet instantly, his steps staggered for a while, and he hurried forward to meet him.

"Brother Zhan!" Ling Wushuang was choked up in his heart.

The white shadow fluttered, her figure flashed, and in the next second, she supported the tall body behind the middle-aged man, placed it lightly on the ground, her eyes burst into flames, "What the hell is going on!"

Lying flat on the ground, the man with a resolute face and dying breath is none other than Zhan Xiu.

His face was bloodstained and pale, if not for the slight fluctuation in the sea of ​​consciousness, he would be no different from a dead person.

"The godhead is completely shattered, all the tendons and veins are broken..." Ling Wushuang quickly checked the situation of Zhanxiu, trembling with anger, purple profound energy burst out from her body, gathered towards Zhanxiu, every word , she said through gritted teeth, "Who did it!"

"How is this possible?" Zhan Qi next to him trembled all over.

Xiu'er is already a high-level peak god-man, and is even about to break through the existence of the quasi-king level. Even the descendants of the highest realm cannot win him. How could he suffer such a devastating injury!
"Zhanxiu!" Ji Yunyang immediately fell to Zhanxiu's side, his handsome eyes were scarlet, "How could this be?"

In this area, there is someone who can injure Zhanxiu, and even seriously injured like this!

"What a vicious method!" Ling Qing's face sank like water, and he was burning with anger.

The severity of this injury was even worse than Tian Yeyun's. Not only was his godhead shattered, but even his meridians were broken every inch of him.

(End of this chapter)