My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 826 833 Do you know my father?
Xianjun looked at the little beauty who exploded her hair, smiled instead of anger, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

"Little beauty, you really haven't let me down, it's really surprising that you can still break free from the eclipse of my world.

But, that's all, little beauty, if you are so disobedient in front of me, you will be punished. "

After the words fell, before Shangguan Yanwan could make a move, her figure flashed, like a gust of wind, it had already arrived in front of her.

The corner of her mouth curled up strangely, her five fingers turned into claws, and passed straight across her shoulder, blood spurting out.

The three of them screamed at the same time, their livers and gallbladders trembling, watching Shangguan Yanwan's shoulders being penetrated, her figure swayed slightly.

"Princess!"

The roar of the three was accompanied by a clear cry through the soul.

"Wan Wan!"

The moment he yelled, the condensed dantian qi rushed out and circulated in all limbs for a week, and his body was able to move!
The three of them turned their heads to look at the gate at the same time, only to see a white shadow drifting past, like a breeze blowing past their faces, it was Master Guoshi!
Only then did I realize that the surrounding gray was slowly fading, and it was slowly returning to life.

The footsteps that were rushing towards Shangguan Yanwan stopped, and the master of the country came, and they can deal with Master Xuelian and the others with confidence.

From the corner of Siyu's eyes, seeing Shangguan Yanwan was injured, he was shocked, and his movements were half a beat slow. Master Xuelian found a gap, and the long sword stabbed her in the heart!
Youshuang seemed to be crazy, and rushed towards her, but it was still too late.

Seeing that the long sword was about to penetrate Siyu's chest, her body was strangely staggered.

Chili shook his body, hugged Siyu in his arms, took the Duopao Dao from her hand, and slashed it with the long sword casually.

Master Xuelian stepped back in shock, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the three of them coldly.

Si Yu was still in horrific distress one moment, but threw himself into Qi Li's hot chest the next moment, with both sorrow and joy, his little face was flushed, and his eyes were full of pink stars.

"Brother Chi, Chi Li."

Chi Li didn't even look at her, and threw her into the arms of Youshuang who was flying towards him, and fought with Master Xuelian.

Seeing Shangguan Yanwan being held in Yun Yifei's arms, Mei Wu felt relieved, turned her head, and looked coldly at the two frantic guys!

With a flash of his figure, he snatched the soul-drawing chain from Zhao Ritian's hand, flipped his wrist, and pulled it on the wings of Dakini Yasha with great power.

Zhao Ritian was still waving around with his eyes closed, but when someone grabbed his hand unexpectedly, he trembled in fright.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the long whip with a mighty momentum swept past his eyes, and the other wing of Dakini Yasha was deformed!

My mother, this charming dancing girl is really more terrifying than a dominatrix.

Zhao Ritian and Huang Heihong held each other weakly, watching her teach the dominatrix a lesson, cheering in a low voice.

As soon as Yun Yifei entered the gate, what he saw was the blood gushing from Shangguan Yanwan's back, instantly staining his eyes red.

Xianjun stood opposite Shangguan Yanwan, looked at the blood on her body with interest, and excitedly stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick his red lips.

"Little beauty, your blood is really sweet, I really want someone to suck you dry."

But just as he stretched his head over, he suddenly heard an inaudible cracking sound in the air, and a cold sharp blade brushed past the side of his face.

Xianjun reacted very quickly, his figure flashed, and he retreated a few steps away, rubbing his fingertips on his face lightly, reddish.

Yun Yifei held Shangguan Yanwan in his arms, and rushed to touch a few acupuncture points on her body, with a trembling voice, "Wanwan."

Shangguan Yanwan's nose was filled with a familiar smell, and she felt at ease, her high-hanging heart finally let go, and she smiled at him, "I'm fine."

Xianjun looked at the two hugged together, as if he hadn't seen him at all, the dark tide surged in his eyes, chilling and cold.

"You are the little national teacher? Yun Zhenglin's son?"

Yun Yifei suddenly heard the name "Yun Zhenglin", his heart skipped a beat, and a thought popped up, could it be that his father's death was really related to him?

He turned his head, the corners of his eyes and brows were indifferent, frozen for thousands of miles, and he couldn't get close.

"You are the master of Penglai Temple? Do you know my father?"

Xianjun folded his arms with both hands, his blood eyes were slightly raised, and he bent gently, but there was a coldness.

"It really is you, I didn't expect you to grow up so big."

This familiar tone!He really knew Yun Zhenglin!
Yun Yifei became more and more sure of the conjecture in his heart, and secretly looked at him without showing any trace.

"What is your relationship with my father? How do you know him?"

Shangguan Yanwan's shoulder pain was unbearable, but she held on with the last of her sanity and stared at Xianjun vigilantly.

Hearing the conversation between the two, I felt a turmoil in my heart. This fairy seems to be about the same age as Yun Yifei, how could he know the old master?
Xianjun smiled and looked at the two of them, her alluring red lips parted slightly.

"Oh? Are you so interested in this gentleman? Find out by yourself if you have the ability, heh, I am waiting for that day.

I'm in a good mood today, so I don't care about you. If I dare to trespass on Penglai Temple next time, whether I can get out alive is another matter. "

The words rolled out from the tip of the tongue were short, but like the harsh winter wind, it made people shiver.

As soon as he finished saying this sentence, black mist surged around his body, and he disappeared, leaving only the faint laughter in the air.

Master Xuelian and the two Yakshas also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The imperial palace, Dongsheng Palace.

In front of the window at dusk, the snow-white and heavy osmanthus dances lightly on the branches, a gust of wind blows, the fragrance bursts, and the falling snow flicks.

Shangguan Yanwan was lying on the bed, her face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, maybe it was the torture of pain, her eyelids moved slightly, and her brows were furrowed.

(End of this chapter)