A prostitute is about to turn over

Chapter 155 Cartilage Fairy 9
After Xiaofang's mood stabilized, Yuling began to ask her about the high priest.

In a head-to-head match, even if there were ten Song Yulings and ten Xue Moyans, they might not be the match for the High Priest. If he wanted to win against him, he would have to go a little sideways, which required a full understanding.

According to Xiaofang, when the high priest was in the snowy area, he hid in the snowy holy pavilion all the year round, studying the law codes, staying at home, and few people had actually seen him.

Naturally, my mother has seen it before. According to my mother, he looks terrible. It may be that he practiced something that shouldn't be practiced, and became obsessed, which ruined his originally extremely handsome face.

I have been hiding in the holy pavilion for more than ten years, also in order to practice a kind of magic art that can restore the beauty, and now I come out of the mountain, I don't know if I have succeeded.

In the year when his mother left, the elders went to ask him to come out of the mountain to stop him, but instead of refusing, he even killed the elder who trespassed in the holy pavilion. . .

Yu Ling thought, if he is like this, it must be because he has not recovered from his ugly face, and was bumped into by the elder again, so he became angry from embarrassment and killed him to silence his words.

An ugly man, an ugly man with great lethality, what is he most afraid of?
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows, tossed his hair, and said: "An ugly man, what he fears the most is naturally a handsome man like us..."

Yu Ling rolled her eyes, and said to Wei Lin: "This is not funny at all, just stay and go."

Yu Ling paced back and forth in the room, suddenly, her eyes flashed, and she said with a smile: "Since he values ​​his appearance so much, if I make an exchange with him to heal his face injury and restore his handsome face, wouldn't he It's not that you want to treat me as a benefactor, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to let Xiaofang's mother and daughter go.",

"Sister Yuling, how are you going to heal his injury?" Xiaofang blinked and asked

This question is really on point, in the snowy region, are there any rare herbs?What magic holy skills do not have?If it can be cured so easily, why can't he heal himself with such powerful mana?
Yu Ling's head drooped again. . . . . .

Xue Moyan walked up to her, held her hand, and said with a smile, "You seem to have forgotten something."

Yu Ling was at a loss, what? "What did I forget?"

Xue Moyan squeezed her weak and boneless little hand, no longer willing to let go, and said: "You just took away the treasure handed down from the Wei Mansion, and you forgot it so quickly?"

Yes, Shenqin, ancient Shenqin, how could she forget this treasure?

Shengyin can heal internal injuries and heal external injuries. There is no injury that Shengyin can't heal.

The magic sound can temporarily confuse the enemy's mind, and as a defense, it couldn't be better.

This baby, so quickly put into such a big use, is really beautiful, very beautiful.

Yuling rushed to the inner room in a flash.

After a while, a scream resounded throughout the Zuichun Building.

Everyone rushed into the inner room one after another, and when they saw it, they were dumbfounded.

The inner room was in a mess, the quilt was on the floor, the bed was turned up and crumpled, and the tables and chairs were tilted. . .

Could it be that it was stolen?

Yu Ling rummaged around, and after a while, she looked unhappy, and her face was full of black air, who dared to steal into her room, she was really tired of work.

"Sister, look"

Xiaofang pointed to the direction of the head corner of the carved four-corner table.

A piece of letter paper was inserted into a delicate dagger, penetrating three points into the wood.

Wei Lin stepped forward, took off the dagger, inspected it repeatedly, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, he handed the dagger and letter to Yu Ling.

If you want to get back your things, come and exchange them with my things.

Only these two sentences, not even a signature.

Yu Ling frowned, and looked at the dagger carefully, the dagger was very delicate, one could tell it was from her daughter's family at first glance, and its shape did not look like something from the Snow Country.

(End of this chapter)