The poisonous concubine

Chapter 515 The price of provoking her [4]

"It's so brutal!"

I have long known that the soul chasing bell is cruel, but seeing it with my own eyes is still a shock.

"Honor Ling Mo, if you don't want to be sucked away again, you must not do it!"

How difficult it is to cultivate, the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes. It took Ling Mo 50 years to cultivate from the early days of Yuanhuang to reach the peak of Yuanhuang. After 50 years of hard work, he was swept away by something in the blink of an eye. You can imagine Ling Mo's anger, so when the soul-chasing bell stopped, Ling Mo grabbed the soul-chasing bell and wanted to turn it into ashes to discourage him, but Huai Ge stopped him.

"Elder Huaige, I, Hengyang Sect, and your Tianming Sect have always been on good terms, yet you have brought such evil things to harm me!" Ling Mo looked at Huai Ge coldly.

"Verun Ling Mo misunderstood, this thing..." Huaige paused, and then said, "Please listen to Venerable Ling Mo."

Although Ling Mo was furious, it was not the time for He Huaige to tear his face, so he tried his best to suppress his anger, and he really got close to Huai Ge, and Huai Ge informed Ling Mo of the origin of the chasing soul bell.

"This Ling Mo is not simple." Feng Duwu said.

How humiliating it is for a cultivator, especially a high-ranking cultivator, to be sucked away in front of so many people. He was able to endure it and maintain his sanity, which is definitely not something ordinary people can do. .

Ling Mo's face turned blue and white after hearing Huai Ge's words, and in the end he could only return the soul chasing bell to Huai Ge, closed his eyes and said: "I offended you first, and I can only blame myself for this matter, Elder Huai Ge please. "

Maybe it was because he didn't want to get too tense, Huai Ge looked at Ling Mo carefully and said, "Honor Ling Mo, you must leave Tianzhou within three months, otherwise you will be in danger of your life."

After finishing speaking, he took his group and walked past Xuanling mirror one by one. Afterwards, Xuanling mirror didn't respond at all, and Ling Mo, who was standing at the door, looked a lot better because of Huaige's words. After all, there is no need to worry about one's life in cultivation, and the price of destiny sect to test people's misfortunes and fortunes is so high that it makes people vomit blood. Even the proud disciple who has been promoted to the suzerain of Hengyang sect cannot afford to test at any time, so Huaige gave him a free test. A life test, and a life test related to life and death, Ling Mo also felt it was worth it.

"What should we do?" Hou Jing looked at the Xuanling mirror at the door and the barrier of the mansion, they couldn't enter the mansion at all.

"Go to the city gate and wait."

Feng Duwu drove the space to the gate of the city, but also saw a mysterious mirror on the gate of the city, and couldn't help sighing softly: "Sure enough, she is cautious and caring."

"Could it be that we won't be able to go out tomorrow?" Hou Jing was frustrated.

Feng Duwu looked carefully at the city gate, thought for a long time before saying: "If they want to let them go, they must open the restriction. The worst plan is to force their way in."

"Break in?" Hou Jing was shocked, and quickly pointed to the two bright yellow long-tailed birds squatting on the tower, "The tracking power of those birds is stronger than that of the emperor, can we escape?"

"I have my own way." Feng Duwu glanced at Hou Jing: "I'm going to rest."

"Sleeping again?" Hou Jing was a little overwhelmed. After all, he was also a cultivator of King Yuan. Where did he fall asleep so much? He was really a different kind!
Feng Duwu naturally ignored Hou Jing's complaints. Although she also wondered why she was always lethargic, it was a habit she had developed in her previous life. She felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Anyway, idleness is idleness. It's better to cultivate enough energy .

Feng Duwu slept beautifully again, and then woke up amidst Hou Jing's endless resentment. Before dawn, Hou Jing saw Feng Duwu woke up and said, "Let's find a way to let me see you before we leave the city. See my brother."

"What's so difficult about it?" Feng Duwu smiled, "I'll change your makeup, and we'll go to a place where there is no one to release you. You can go directly to your senior brother, and say that you have been sent to the city early Locked up here, as long as your senior brother recognizes your identity and you can prove it, Ling Mo won't make things difficult for you."

"But there is the Xuanling Mirror. If I take the Huanyan Pill, the Xuanling Jing will not react as strongly as the Xuantian Jing, but it will still be because of their suspicion." If it doesn't work, his second brother is still there. If he is found, Cai Qi's death will definitely be blamed on him. He will also implicate the Destiny Sect.

"I don't need the Magic Yan Pill."

Feng Duwu discovered that human beings, no matter which era they are in, are super dependent. In her previous life, the era of science and technology was advanced, and most people relied on high technology to rely on many instincts. The dependence on one point is too big to imagine.

As early as in the past when she was hiding in Tibet, she had prepared a lot of makeup. The makeup of that era in her previous life could turn decay into magic, turning a person into another person. Although many materials and tools were restricted in this era, but It doesn't hinder Feng Duwu's operation, but it's not as fine as the previous life.

"You are amazing!" Hou Jing obeyed Feng Duwu's words, closed his eyes obediently, and let Feng Duwu paint on his face, and waited until he really opened his eyes to see a picture in the mirror that was completely different from his own. The face was stunned, and after the shock, he was dissatisfied again, "It's too ugly, although you can't draw it like I used to be like a tree facing the wind, elegant and unrestrained, at least you can draw a picture that looks passable—"

Before Hou Jing could finish complaining, he was pushed out by Feng Duwu, who threw him a suit of clothes: "If you don't want your second brother to find out, then you will be dressed so flamboyantly!"

Feng Duwu knew without thinking that there must be only pink clothes in Hou Jing's mustard seeds, so she threw a set of light green clothes, which were the clothes that Feng Duwu picked up when she saw it later. After all, Yun Qingge could use it at any time. The song is prepared, and now this thing is cheap.

"This green doesn't look good at all, isn't there red and purple?" He still prefers the color of flowers, who made him a boy like flowers!
"Red purple, you can wear it too?" Feng Duwu snorted coldly.With Yanye's bewitching red in front and her husband's luxurious purple in the back, if someone wears these two colors, she will feel completely different!Seeing that Hou Jing was still picking and choosing: "If you don't hurry up, after dawn, you won't be able to find your senior brother!"

The entangled Hou Jing looked at the hazy and slightly bright sky, gritted his teeth and changed his clothes. After coming out, he handed something in front of Feng Duwu. Feng Duwu was startled when he saw it at first, because it was so chasing. The soul bell, but it didn't ring, Feng Duwu frowned: "Didn't you say you didn't have one?"

"This is a fake!" Seeing that Feng Duwu didn't recognize it, Hou Jing couldn't help but proudly said, "I secretly made it while you were sleeping. How is it the same as the one on my senior brother's waist?"

(End of this chapter)