The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 389 Void Realm

Xie Wanrong was waiting for the news in Qinxue Courtyard, and the news came back around the evening.

"Miss, the second master has been kneeling in the Cangzhu Pavilion, and wants to ask the old man to bypass the second lady this time." Qinglian said word by word: "But the old man was really angry this time, and directly broke the second lady's hands. Those servants said that the blood flowed all over the courtyard, which was extremely terrifying, and the screams of the second lady never stopped."

When Qinglian said this, her arms were still trembling slightly.

"Oh?" Xie Wanrong pursed the corners of his lips lightly, his face was cold and beautiful, "With both arms broken, life would be worse than death."

It seemed that her grandfather was a bit cruel, Xie Wanrong smiled in satisfaction, she waved her hand, and Qinglian backed out.

She lit a candle lamp, sat in front of the desk quite sleepy, took out a few ancient books from the spirit ring, and slowly read them.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar drawing paper, and her beautiful brows were slightly knotted. With a thought, she immediately opened the spirit ring and held the flower of the other side on the fourth floor in her hand.

Compared with the Bana flower on the drawing paper, there is no difference from the Bana flower in her hand, and the shape of each petal is the same.

She couldn't help remembering the shocked expression on the ghost emperor's face when he saw the Bana flower. She always thought that the person the ghost emperor was talking about was Qi Jinghuan, but now it seems that it is not.

Xie Wanrong stared at the Bana flower for a little while, turning the pages of the book.

Just looking at the records, she scanned them word by word, her expression slightly startled.

This Bana flower is actually a treasure, named Void Realm. It is recorded in the book that this object can detect the past and bring people's souls into the void.

Xie Wanrong flipped through a few pages curiously, if the soul could be brought back to the past, wouldn't it be possible to know why the Ghost Emperor wanted to replace her soul!
She couldn't wait to flip back, but found that the next few pages had been torn out, and there was no record of the method of use.

The corners of her mouth froze slightly, and she turned a few pages back, but there was still nothing.

Damn!

She cursed secretly, fixed her eyes on the Bianhua flower, and had no choice but to return the Bianhua flower to its original position first.

Suddenly, she felt a scorching gaze locked on her body, and the corners of her lips curved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, looking at the slender figure standing under the halo.

She spoke first: "You know?"

"Is there anything that can be hidden from me, not to mention that it has already spread the wind and rain in the city." The soft voice flowed out slowly like a clear spring, and Qi Jinghuan paced out of the darkness, staring deeply with dark pupils like ink.

Xie Wanrong smiled: "Do you think I can win?"

"She can't compare to you." Qi Jinghuan looked at her quietly without moving his gaze.

Even though Xie Wanrong's spiritual cultivation is only a second-tier martial artist, Yun Xia, who is a fifth-tier martial artist, is still no match for Xie Wanrong.

Xie Wanrong couldn't help laughing out loud, "If someone else heard this, they wouldn't laugh out loud."

In the eyes of the world, Yunxia is a dragon and a phoenix among people, unattainable, but she, Xie Wanrong, is just a waste with no spiritual power. There is a hint of coldness on her tightly pursed lips. She should thank Qi Tingfeng for giving her this opportunity to compare with Yunxia. Chance to Compete!

"Wan'er, Yunxia's moves are fierce, so don't take it lightly." Although she was not worried about Xie Wanrong's strength, she was still afraid that Xie Wanrong would suffer a loss in experience.

Fierce moves?

Xie Wanrong smiled even more: "Ah Huan, you think too well of me."

She is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others. How can she be hotter than her?

(End of this chapter)