The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 322 Nine Serene Songs

Murong Jinxian didn't look up distractedly, but Bei Ming's little smile stopped in his ears.

The situation is quite favorable, and most of the swarming zombies are ushered into the land of glutinous rice.

"Go up!" Murong Jinxian suddenly said, ordering ten people to go up.

Xuan Yi fought with one arm, but it was effortless. Hearing this, he was the first to object: "No way! Your Majesty is alone, how could your subordinates go up?"

"That is, the subordinates are willing to advance and retreat together with the lord!"

"Now is not the time to talk about this. You go up, this king has his own measure." Murong Jinxian touched the ice soul jade flute, and swung his palm with great power, directly smashing those corpses into stones.

Seeing this, the ten people had no choice but to get up and jump up the tower.

"Your Majesty, proceed with caution!"

Bei Ming smiled when he saw ten of them coming up, Murong Jinxian was surrounded by those corpses alone, and was about to jump down to help, but was stopped by Xuan San, "Your Majesty, don't worry!"

"How can you not be in a hurry." Beiming Shao smiled and wanted to shake off Xuan San, but was held back by Xuan Er, "Your Majesty, look."

During the conversation, I saw Murong's brocade stringed and jade flute resting on his lips, and the faint ecstasy sound came out slowly, and those corpses were like puppets with disconnected strings, motionless.

Xuan Er's dull eyes showed a little surprise: "This is?"

Xuan Yi heard it, and frowned: "Is this, Jiuyou Song?"

"Jiuyouqu? What are you doing?" Beiming Shaoxiao looked down there with blank eyes and a bewildered face, indeed those corpse leaders didn't move anymore.

Could it be the song of overriding corpses?

Xuan Yi replied: "Your Majesty, this Nine Nether Songs was created by Daoist Xiu Yin. The subordinates actually don't know about its function, but only know that it is a forbidden song."

Forbidden?Beiming Shaoxiao was worried in his heart, he watched Murong Jinxian standing below, overtaking those corpse bosses.

"Jinxian, come up quickly." Beiming Shaoxiao became more and more afraid that something would happen to him.

Murong Jinxian put down his jade flute, tapped his toes, and jumped up like a fairy.

"Are you okay?" Beiming Shaoxiao went up to meet him, nervously grabbed his hands, the cold touch made Beiming Shaoxiao startled, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"It's okay, the weather is cold." Murong Jinxian smiled relaxedly, and withdrew his hand.

Bei Ming smiled less but didn't believe it, and held his hand tightly, "It's okay? Why are you shrinking? Xuan Qi, come quickly and feel his pulse."

Xuan Qi stepped forward in response, seeing Murong Jinxian's rather displeased expression, advised: "Your Majesty, let your subordinates find out!"

"Go down!" Murong Jinxian said coldly.

"Don't pay attention to him, I'll tell you what to do, take your pulse!" Bei Ming gave Murong Jinxian a glance with a small smile, then looked at Xuan Qi and said.

"Yes." Xuan Qi also naturally boldly reached out to feel his pulse, and he was also worried about respecting his body.

Murong Jinxian originally wanted to withdraw her hand, but was caught by Beiming Shaoxiao, put the book in her hand, and presented it in front of Xuan Qi's eyes.

Xuan Qi stretched out two fingers and touched Murong Jinxian's radial artery...

Everyone fell silent, staring at Xuan Qi intently.

Suddenly, Xuan Qi raised his head and stared at Murong Jinxian, only to see that he made an invisible look, Xuan Qi sank.

"How is it?" Bei Mingshao smiled anxiously.

Xuan Qi withdrew his hand and clasped his fists: "Go back to the emperor, there is nothing serious about your majesty, it's just that the internal energy is exhausted, just take a little rest."

"Oh." Bei Ming Shao smiled and patted his chest, feeling relieved.

Cai reminded: "Your Majesty, those evil soldiers below..."

"Burned!"

"Yes." Cai responded, and took a few people to set fire to burn the corpse.

Beiming Shaoxiao grabbed Murong Jinxian's cold hand, rubbed his palm, "I'll warm it up for you."

Hearing this, Murong Jinxian stared blankly at the woman with picturesque eyelashes in front of her, pursed her lips and pulled out a fairy-like smile, "Lady, I want to sleep for a while for my husband."

"Okay, let's go back to the tent and have a good rest." Bei Ming nodded with a smile, and pulled him towards the tent.

……

The soldiers guarding the big tent clasped their fists together: "See Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Excuse me, stay safe, I won't see anyone."

"Yes."

Satisfied, Beiming Shaoxiao pulled Murong Jinxian into the tent.

Beiming Shaoxiao didn't procrastinate, and directly pulled him to sit on the bed, and sat cross-legged on the bed with slippers, and exercised his energy to adjust his internal energy. He opened his eyes and looked at Murong Jinxian, and said with a smile: "Give me your hand." .”

"Lady, it's fine for my husband, just take a short rest."

"Xuan Qi said that your internal energy is consumed too much, I'll adjust your breath for you, don't talk too much, hands!" Bei Ming shouted in a rather domineering tone.

Murong Jinxian raised his eyebrows helplessly, his handsome face showed a trace of helplessness, a strange light flashed across his amber eyes, and said: "My husband, I'm really fine."

"Why do you grind and chirp?" Beiming Shaoxiao glared at him impatiently, "You don't care about your body, but I do!"

These words startled Murong Jinxian...

While he was in a daze, Beiming Shaoxiao was too lazy to care about Sanqi 21, reached out and raised his palm, and put the two palms together, instilling internal strength into his body.

This hot current runs along Murong Jinxian's meridians, as hot as a scorching sun, slowly heating up the cold waves of cold waves in his inner energy.

Murong Jinxian's amber eyes are full of strange colors, the little girl's inner power of the secret art can actually melt away the cold poison of Jiuyou?
"Jinxian, are you lucky?" Beiming Shaoxiao opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, unexpectedly seeing that he was still in a daze, and reminded him speechlessly.

Her indoctrination can only be reconciled, and most of them need to be integrated by his own skills.

Murong Jinxian's red lips outlined a smile, but he also closed his eyes and began to exercise.

In this way, within half an hour, his Nine Nether Cold Poison was suppressed.

"Okay, I'll sleep for a while." Beiming let out a sigh with a smile, then stretched himself, hugged the quilt and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Murong Jinxian glanced back at her, lay down and hugged her waist, and fell asleep.

This little girl is really my lucky star, even if I hit it by mistake...

"Chi..." Thinking about it, I couldn't help laughing.

Beiming Shaoxiao hadn't fallen asleep yet, when he heard a voice asking, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

In this way, Beiming didn't bother to worry about smiling less, and dreamed of meeting Duke Zhou comfortably.

……

"Didi—" The water drops fell on the floor of the cave.

In the originally dark secret room, an oil lamp illuminated the darkness.

On a cold jade bed, Lin Die'er, who was dressed in white like a fairy, was curled up together, her hollow eyes were in a trance with a human expression, and she murmured with fear, "Fengqiong... Fengqiong..."

Called dozens of times, but no one answered.

Lin Die'er cried out in tears: "Sister Mo, where are you, Sister Mo? Brother Yehen... Die'er is so scared..."

"Bang!" Shimen was shattered by an internal force.

Murong Fengqiong walked in with a dark face and a cold face, his frosty eyes stared at Lin Die'er, and said with murderous indifference: "What did you shout?"

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