The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 1542 She Is The Master's Daughter

The first time he saw Luo Qingyin at Huangquan Waterfall, he knew that she was the master's descendant.

For a moment, he wanted to go out, recognize Luo Qingyin as the master, and protect her as his former master.

But soon, he gave up the idea.

No matter how much she looks like Xi Xi, she is not really Xi Xi.

He can't treat the second person like he treats the master.

Even if she is the master's daughter.

When he heard her explain to Zi Yunchen whether her son was the other's biological child, he suddenly thought of Feng Zhentian.

He felt that Ziyun Chen was like Feng Zhentian.

In a fit of anger, he chose Ziyun Chen as his master, and kept his eyes on Ziyun Chen all the time.

If Ziyunchen dares to do anything to offend her, he will kill Ziyunchen!

What he didn't expect was that Feng Zhentian would come to Luo Qingyin's wedding day.

Seeing his wandering expression, Feng Zhentian eagerly shook his hand: "Tell me, who is her father!"

Ling Kun was unmoved, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he was already infatuated.

Feng Zhen was so angry that he immediately wanted to turn around and look for Luo Qingyin: "Forget it, I don't need you to tell me, I'll go for a blood test!"

Just when Feng Zhentian was about to leave with his sleeves, a ghost struck.

Ling Kun looked at the millions of ghosts floating around like black clouds, and blocked Feng Zhentian: "If you want to try it, you can, first, deal with the enemies below; second, wait until the wedding is over."

Feng Zhentian said angrily: "No! If I were her father, I should sit in the main hall today, I am her high hall!"

The corner of Ling Kun's lips raised a beautiful smile, half-smile and seven-point mockery: "Amao Feng, you probably don't know that this is the man's high hall, even if you are her real father, it has nothing to do with you .”

Feng Zhentian: "..."

Finally calmed down, Feng Zhentian took a look at the main hall, resisted the urge to rush to Luo Qingyin, and asked, "What should I do?"

Ling Kun glanced down, his eyes flickering: "Jump out the troublemakers and kill them."

"It's easy."

Feng Zhentian looked at Baixiao City, the colorful feather sash on his body stretched infinitely, a feather sash rolled up the hunchbacked old man who was mixed in the crowd, and threw it on Baixiaomen Square.

"The formation master of the sacrificial formation."

A feather ribbon split the roof of the house, rolled up a competitor for the throne of the Dayan God Dynasty who was pacing back and forth inside, and fell to the square.

"The one who is instigating people behind the scenes... is not very good, he is a bit of a purple-gold spirit, Yan Clan."

A feather sash landed on the edge of the city wall, grabbed a burly man, and continued to throw it into the square.

"The spirit of killing is quite heavy, and I don't know which small faction's leader it is."

A feather sash wrapped around Jun Yuqing who had a stern face.

"With the breath of ice and snow, it must have come from the north."

"This is an assassin."

"What the hell? 38 gods and souls are mixed together, and their cultivation level is close to that of a martial god, tsk."

"..."

When Feng Zhentian was involved, he only mentioned one thing.

Ling Kun didn't say a word, and let him talk to himself.

Afterwards, he stretched out his feathers towards the millions of ghosts, and Ling Kun said lightly: "The ghosts are under my control."

Feng Zhentian glanced at him, and found that the ghosts who wanted to avoid the samsara formation could not help turning into black mist and pouring into his body or the soul chain, so he put away the feather sash and continued to grab others.

The majestic true immortals in the mortal world, whether they are Wuhou or Wusheng, are like three-year-old children in his eyes, and their every move cannot escape his eyes.

Anyone who wants to be involved can be involved.

Arrest whoever you want.

No one can see how Yu Tao appeared, and no one can escape the sweep of Yu Tao.

In a blink of an eye, people fell towards the square like dumplings.

The people in the square had just witnessed the reincarnation formation of the principal of Xuanfeng Academy when they saw those people falling down uncontrollably, and they looked at the sky in surprise.

However, they couldn't see anything except ghosts.

Ling Kun frowned slightly, and asked again: "Why did you bring them up here?"

Feng Zhentian took it for granted: "All of them are gathered together so that they can be slapped to death."

Ling Kun: "..."

Everyone in Baixiaomen Square was dumbfounded.

Luo Qingyin and Ziyunchen also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Luo Qingyin frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Can you still make people pay homage?
Ziyunchen was more surprised than Luo Qingyin.

Because, these people who fell were all on the list of enemies to be dealt with at Baixiaomen's wedding scene!

Is someone helping?

Or is someone making trouble?
Zi Yunchen motioned to the leader of the guardian calmly, and the leader of the guardian also looked bewildered.

Suddenly, the fingertips flashed.

He crushed the light, put the information into his mind, and immediately reported via voice transmission: "Master, the messenger came to report that His Highness Xiahou's roof was suddenly lifted by a ribbon. His Highness Xiahou was swept away by the ribbon and disappeared."

His Highness Xiahou is also Xiahouyu, one of the contenders for the throne who betrayed the Dayan Dynasty and joined the Tianluo Temple together with Zhao Jinyan.

Zhao Jinyan is a smart man, he gathered many of his enemies and came to Baixiao City, but he didn't show up in person, but let this Xia Houyu take charge.

Get swept away by streamers?
Zi Yunchen felt that things were beyond his prediction range.

Afterwards, the light of the guardian leader seemed to light up one after another, and countless messages poured in.

"Zhang Ba, the leader of the Flying Apsaras, the third force in the black domain, was swept away by the ribbon, facing the direction of Baixiaomen, please pay attention!"

"When I found the eye of the Human Sacrifice Formation, I saw with my own eyes the formation master who was sitting at the eye of the formation suddenly flew away with a ribbon. I don't know if the human sacrifice formation has changed. Please send the formation master to reinforce it."

"Suddenly many colored ribbons appeared in the sky, and the spiritual sense cannot be touched. The situation is unknown. Please be sure to take countermeasures."

"..."

The leader of the Guardians ran out the door from behind the crowd and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, a ribbon flashed away.

But, why is this ribbon somewhat similar to the feather ribbon that suddenly appeared on the man's body just now?

The leader of the guardian reported the news to Ziyun Chen.

Zi Yunchen looked up at the sky.

The dragon eyes flashed, piercing through all blindfolds, and he clearly saw Ling Kun and Feng Zhentian standing in the air.

Ling Kun is absorbing ghosts.

But because there are too many ghosts, no one will find out if tens of thousands are missing.

The feather sash behind Feng Zhentian swept across, and after a while, another person was thrown down.

Zi Yunchen's heart suddenly settled down.

The corners of her lips curled into a charming arc, and Zi Yunchen smiled and said to Luo Qing: "Let's continue worshiping."

……

Everyone who was thrown on the Baixiaomen Square, including Xia Houyu, the formation master, Yuqing Jun, Zhang Ba, and others were a little dumbfounded.

They are all decent people.

They didn't plan to face Zi Yunchen directly when they didn't tear their faces openly.

However, a sudden ribbon interrupted all their plans.

They were like newborn babies, falling naked on the square of Baixiaomen.

Lost all face, all lost face.

Then there's no need to hide it.

(End of this chapter)