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

Chapter 862 The Cool Ninth Prince
"I'm not asking you this, do you know where I come from?" Xie Wanrong said in a deep voice.

If she was from Nanxia Continent, then what happened to the beast soul in front of her.

Huofeng was silent for a moment: "Tracing the root itself, master, I can't tell you about this matter, you need to find the answer yourself."

Xie Wanrong rolled her eyes.

If she had a memory, did she need to ask about it?
She gritted her teeth: "Just tell me no!"

"Master, let me tell you now, you know everything." Kongyou's voice came from all directions.

Xie Wanrong frowned. I have to say that what Huofeng said made sense. Her current memory is missing. Even if it told her, she might not understand it.

Xie Wanrong simply gave up: "Then tell me how to summon you?"

"Master, don't need to worry. It was because I didn't awaken. Now you follow the method of getting started and try again."

Upon receiving Huofeng's words, Xie Wanrong immediately opened her eyes, sank into her dantian, and spread her palms, but obviously, there was still no Horcrux, and she was about to close her eyes, when suddenly there was a burning glow on her forehead, and the phoenix in flames shot out from her The body exploded.

Xie Wanrong looked at Huofeng with raised brows that were barely visible, her Horcrux—it was really different, even the way it came out was different.

Xie Wanrong narrowed her eyes, and with a wave of her hand, took Huofeng back.

She is pregnant with a phoenix soul, and it is already very eye-catching, if people know that her Horcrux is a real body, it will not disturb the world.

She got up silently and went back to the room.

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At the same time, the story of Xie Wanrong had already spread throughout the entire Yuexi Country, and it was even a strange event discussed in teahouses and restaurants.

"I heard that that girl is not only carrying a phoenix soul, but also looks like a fairy... tsk tsk tsk... I don't know how lucky we are to be able to see her face."

"Want to see her? I'll give you a way to get into Qingshan College."

"Damn! You think that Qingshan College can get in whenever you want..."

"Cool Ninth Prince! This must be Rong Rong! It's her!" Hong Ling stood up excitedly when she heard the voices of several men in the teahouse.

Qi Jinghuan, who was sitting quietly by the side, was dressed in a black robe, making him very gloomy, his stern face finally changed, and he exuded an aura of not being close to strangers.

"Qingshan College..." The voice was low and indifferent.

When Qi Jinghuan threw himself into the cliff, Xie Wanrong was nowhere to be seen, but instead he saw the injured Hongling.

Originally thought that Xie Wanrong would summon Hong Ling, so he could also find Xie Wanrong.

Who knows, there has been no movement for several days.

Beixi Continent... Sure enough, the fragments are true.

He stood up and narrowed his deep phoenix eyes slightly: "Go to Qingshan College."

Hongling nodded repeatedly.

With Qi Jinghuan around, it doesn't take much effort to go to Qingshan College.

"Cool Ninth Prince, is it possible that we also have to take the exam?" Hongling raised her small head, staring at the golden plaque, sighing endlessly.

The longing in Qi Jinghuan's heart was about to drive him crazy. With a random wave of his palm, the plaque hanging high up split in two and fell to the ground in an instant.

"I can't wait that long!" Accompanied by a cold voice, Qi Jinghuan strode into the high threshold of Qingshan College.

The news that the plaque fell shocked many disciples who were practicing martial arts in the square.

Qi Jinghuan himself is a walking scenery. From the moment he stepped into Qingshan College, both his appearance and the inherent coercion on his body made those disciples stop.

(End of this chapter)