Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 81 Flying Huaxiu Arrow!

Chapter 81: Flying Hua Xiujian!

The medicinal effect of Jiuxi Yulu Pill is indeed not something to boast about, let alone such a big handful, after eating the little thing, the spirit immediately turned a lot, and the eyes that had been cloudy and dull also brightened up.

"Master—" Xiao Jiujun was about to cry, and laughed so hard that his eyes were full of tears. He said that he had slipped his tongue and quickly turned around, "Master, it's not like this..."

"This little thing's bloodline is not as strong as that of a human being, and one or two pills won't do much for it." Seeing Xiao Jiujun's aggrieved expression, Ling Xiyue couldn't help laughing, and joked, "Isn't Pavilion Master Xiao that bad. "

Xiao Jiujun felt that he was pitiful at this moment, he didn't feel sorry for the little silver taels, what he was worried about was that he had been hoarding the goods for a year, and was swallowed by this little thing, and he wanted to see Mei Sanniang's face again.

He looked at the little thing in Ling Xiyue's arms, "I really want to stew you into a pot of soup right now."

Unexpectedly, the spirited Xuehu, crawling in Ling Xiyue's arms, looked at the fox eyes that Xiao Jiujun was looking at, and turned back with a real look, and even let out a low growl of "huhu".

"Hey, you little bastard, you still beat me up after eating mine." Xiao Jiujun really refused to accept it, thrusting the bone fan behind his neck, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat it.

Ling Xiyue smiled, hugged it and walked away. Xuehu poked his head out from under her arm, and gave Xiao Jiujun another look, as if he was a little proud.

"Hey!" Xiao Jiujun couldn't believe it, "Are you provocative? I saw it!"

They have become proud of being favored so quickly, will there be a place for them in the future?
Ling Xiyue and Xiao Jiujun left the Banner Auction House one after the other.

When the willows are on the moon, the night wind in early summer is still a little cool.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is four o'clock in the morning.

There are no pedestrians on the bustling streets, only a few lights are on.

The unpretentious carriage is extremely comfortable inside, covered with soft white satin mattresses.

Without the chains and shackles, the little thing looked more docile, and curled up beside Ling Xiyue into a meaty ball, blending with the snow-white satin under it, it would have been hard to find if it wasn't for the flame mark on his forehead.

"Miss..." Qiulan sat far away.

Ling Xiyue was lying on her side, her head resting on her hands, her eyes half-closed and closed to rest.

At this moment, the steed raised its head and neighed, and its frightened iron hooves stamped on the spot with a loud clatter.

Dozens of black shadows descended from the sky, like ghosts in the dark night, unfolding the scimitars in a row, shining white light under the moonlight.

The leading man is burly and tall, with a black scarf covering his face, and he is a master of each other!
Ling Xiyue opened her eyes.

"Who is here?" The young guard driving the carriage pulled out his long sword and looked over solemnly, "We know that this is the frame of the Marquis of the Huguo, in the imperial city, at the foot of the emperor, who would dare to act so boldly and leave quickly? !"

Facing so many people, he was still a little panicked as an ordinary guard. After all, he was weak and might not be able to protect his master.

"The one blocking your way is the road to the Marquis' Mansion." The leading masked man stepped forward with gloomy eyes, straight to the point without hesitation, "Ling Xiyue, hand over the golden grass, and I will spare your life." Otherwise, today will be your death day next year!"

It couldn't be more obvious who was coming.

Prince Chaha's hostility towards Ling Xiyue is not less than that of Princess Qingmu. He has new and old hatreds, and he really wants Ling Xiyue's life, and now is the best time. The Palace of the Prince and the Palace of the Huguohou!
"Hohou——" Snow Tiger was startled awake, and let out a low, dangerous signal from his throat.

Ling Xiyue touched the top of its furry head, and the little thing became quiet instantly.

"It's still too late to leave now."

A faint sentence came from inside the carriage.

The girl's voice was unhurried, deep and powerful.

"Hahahaha, it's really shameless." Prince Chaha was annoyed, and pointed his machete angrily, "If you don't eat the toast and eat fine wine, then don't blame me for being merciless!" No more nonsense, let alone delay the matter, He waved to the surrounding assassins, "Kill me!"

With a slender hand, she opened the curtain of the carriage, and a girl dressed in white appeared in front of the carriage, "Prince Chaha, are you sure you want to use force at the foot of the imperial city? Do you really want to provoke the two kingdoms of Heaven and Moon God to go to war?"

The girl's face was calm, she talked and smiled at Yan Yan, without any sense of life-threatening tension.

The leading masked strong man was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect to be recognized. With a hard look in his eyes, he tore off the black scarf on his face, revealing a full head of pigtails and a fierce expression. Do you think this king is afraid of being so arrogant at the moment?"

Prince Chaha burst out laughing, "It's dark and windy this night, if your mouth is silenced, who would know that it was my king's hand?"

Ling Xiyue nodded, and what she said seemed to make sense.

"Do you want to procrastinate and wait for the rescue? Don't think about it." Prince Chaha sneered, "This king will not give you this chance, but don't worry, this king will leave your whole body to make Bei Chenyan and Zhan Nantian cry Cry to avenge the disfigurement of my imperial sister!"

As he spoke, dozens of assassins swarmed up at his signal!

The fierce horse screamed, and the silent night was frightening!
"Miss, hurry up, your subordinates will block you first!" The young guards stood ready, determined to die.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiyue was standing at the front of the carriage, without any intention of leaving or avoiding. When a group of people were about to rush towards them, she raised her hands unhurriedly, and her cuffs fluttered beautifully in the wind.

"Miss, hurry up!" The young guard's eyes turned red anxiously.

"If you want to leave, it's not that easy. Go to hell and have a sweet dream." Prince Chaha stood behind and sneered, not planning to do it himself.

Ling Xiyue smiled slightly, and turned her raised wrist.

"Swoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

There was a sound of breaking wind, and a black light suddenly appeared!
In just an instant, hundreds of dark lights flew out from Ling Xiyue's sleeves, densely packed, as fast as a gust of wind and rain, covering the sky and covering the sky, and the assassins in front of them couldn't dodge, and they all screamed and screamed. land!

"what……"

Blood spattered and screamed again and again.

Then the moonlight lamp took a closer look, as fine as a cow's hair, two inches long steel needles were densely inserted all over the ground, more than an inch into the ground, it can be imagined to be strong, and the tail reflected black light under the night fire!

"What?" Prince Chaha's pupils dilated suddenly, and before he could see clearly, dozens of his masters were shot down to the ground.

The young guard who held the sword and was about to fight to the death opened his mouth slightly and looked at his young lady, his hands still frozen in the air.

Ling Xiyue moved her wrist, "The effect needs to be strengthened."

Flying Huaxiujian!

On the list of divine weapons in the Shenji Pavilion, the fourth-ranked magical soldier!
After Ling Xiyue's design improvement, it has completely surpassed the ordinary sleeve arrows fired one by one, not to mention the power, even a woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken can kill a group of masters in an instant.

This is the scariest part of it!

This is the reason why the magic soldiers of the Shenbing Pavilion are so obsessed and chased crazily.

Prince Chaha's position was at the back, with his subordinates in front as human shields, and his martial arts were more powerful, so he avoided dodge in time, but was only stabbed in the arm by a steel needle. He pulled it out and threw it on the ground , eyes were red, like an enraged beast, "Ling Xiyue, let me see what tricks you have!"

Everyone knows that such a magical weapon can only be used once.

"I'm gone, but you have to stand firm first before talking." Ling Xiyue took her time and smiled.

As soon as Prince Chaha took a step, he suddenly felt the world spinning, his feet were as heavy as gold, and it was difficult to move, and then he collapsed to the ground with a touch, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

"I, you..." When she opened her mouth, the tip of her tongue was numb, as if she had suffered a stroke, she couldn't feel the existence of her own body.

His eyes are like copper bells!
what happened?

(End of this chapter)