Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 347 Lost Butterfly Formation, Family Civil War

Qingrong's family is very restless today.

The master and the warriors he trained broke through the lost circle set up by hundreds of lost butterflies panting, and almost fainted from exhaustion.

I have to say that the Misty Butterflies under Yinyue's discipline really deserve Yinyue's high hopes. The other summoned beasts that Nan Fengqing left here have not yet come into use. The hundreds of Misty Butterflies alone are enough for everyone to master. Crack to sunset.

The rest of the summoned beasts were lazily lying on the side, commenting on how weak the Qingrong family's combat effectiveness was.

In fact, it was the first time in my master's lifetime that he could shoot so many lost butterflies at once.

Today, Nan Fengqing can be regarded as an eye-opener for him.

In particular, these hundreds of lost butterflies are almost all of the holy beast rank, and the few of the highest rank have reached the level of purple rank holy beasts.

Too many ants are a headache, not to mention the Misty Butterfly, which is known as the number one psychedelic.Hundreds of lost butterflies flew over, and the Qingrong family was almost in chaos.

Fortunately, the divine beast Xiaojin is very sensible, and "caringly" helped the whole family to set up an enchantment to ensure that no one escaped from the family before it lay down safely.

Because Nanfeng Qing had told his subordinates to be merciful before leaving, the formation formed by the Lost Butterflies was not fatal, but it was more laborious and difficult to crack.

If that's the case, when the Lord and others come out, everyone will be ashamed and embarrassed.

Seeing this, Xiao Jin on the side immediately grinned: "Finally came out, this beast has long wanted to practice with you."

Although Qingrong Wujin was exhausted, when he heard the other party's provocative and contemptuous tone, his chest was burning with anger. Naturally, he couldn't swallow the tone, but before he could speak, he saw sand flying around in front of him, and there was another chaos.

Amidst the panic among the crowd, he heard Xiao Jin yelling: "You guys are going too far, why did you set up another phantom array? Before this divine beast had time to show its skills, the limelight was robbed by you lost butterflies..."

The master couldn't hear what he said later, he only knew that he had fallen into the formation of Mi Zongdie again, and it was still within formation, the scene in front of him was so real that it didn't seem like an illusion.

"Grandpa..." Qing Rongqian's cry came, and everyone's eyes were gloomy, unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

In fact, Qing Rongqian did fall into the same illusion as him.

Time passed by bit by bit, but the flying Misty Butterflies were still not tired. There were so many of them, and if any of them got tired, their companions would replace them. In short, it was really not easy to break such an illusion.

By the way, because of the large number, about a hundred lost butterflies flew into the rooms of those young ladies and masters, led them out, and gathered together to set up a small phantom formation, echoing the big phantom formation that trapped the masters and warriors. .

When Qingrong Wuyue's giant sword slowly fell from the sky, what he saw was a group of colorful miraculous butterflies dancing.

The mythical beast Xiaojin jumped off the roof, expressing his joy at Nan Fengqing's return.The rest of the summoned beasts also came running.

"Take the phantom formation." Qingrong Wuyue said in a deep voice.

This sentence is more effective than any good way to break the formation. Nan Fengqing waved his sleeves, and countless butterflies rushed to fly. Beside Yue, the boy with delicate face made him more cute and handsome.

Qingrong Wuyue set up a restriction, only him and the master were in the restriction.

The warriors cultivated by everyone were already exhausted, and they wanted to go forward to catch Nan Fengqing, but when they saw a few lost butterflies flying around her, they immediately backed down, and finally dispersed spontaneously.

Master Qingrong has three sons, unfortunately, one died young, and the other went out after being crowned, and was dying when he came back again. The head of the family cried loudly, and the third son was Qing Rongcai, but unfortunately he had no talent and was not doing a proper job, so it was difficult for him to inherit the position of the next head of the family.

Right now, Qingrong looked at her cold sister Qingronglan with some embarrassment, thinking about how to speak.

Qing Ronglan led Nan Fengqing and Xiao Yinyue, without even looking at Qing Rong, they walked back to the room that Qing Rong's family had arranged for her these days.

Qing Rongcai felt angry, when his younger sister Qing Ronglan became famous on the North Shore, she was more beautiful than anyone in Qing Rong's family at that time, even the old patriarch loved her very much, Qing Rongcai felt very unbalanced .

Later, Qing Ronglan suddenly disappeared strangely. At that time, Qing Rongcai was still a little bit worried. Soon the old Patriarch died of illness, and Qing Ronglan's mother passed away due to grief. As in a dream, Qing Rongcai's father became the head of the family as a matter of course.

A few years ago, Qingrong Wuyue, who had wandered outside for many years, finally returned to the family, but he was already alone. Since he was a senior healer, Qingrong Wujin asked him to stay with his nose and tears, but unexpectedly Years later, the former Qing Ronglan actually came back!

The holy healer, who was once full of glory, finally returned to Qingrong's house with his daughter after more than [-] years of disappearance...

And that boy with a delicate face—could it be Qing Ronglan's son?
Who is Qing Ronglan's husband?

Just when Qing Rong was guessing, he felt Qing Rong Yu'er tugging at his sleeve: "Grandpa and... are fighting."

Looking up, it is true that the Patriarch and the Patriarch are fighting each other.

Everyone's main move was fierce and wanted to kill the other party, but the second head of the family made a decisive move with calm eyes, but it seemed that he was still thinking about his old feelings and was unwilling to be cruel.

"Will grandpa win?" Qing Rongyuer asked.

"Maybe, maybe not." Qingrong sighed, "The debts I owed back then will eventually have to be paid back now..."

It's ridiculous that the former relatives have become like this now.

Qing Rongyu'er didn't know why, but her father Qing Rongcai had gone far away.

(End of this chapter)