mad wife

Chapter 165 Red (2)
As a result, Ping Yiran, who had the upper hand, was instantly absorbed by the power of the plant, and his inner strength instantly increased from a hundred years to 500 years. Ling Yuexing hit the ground with a palm and a knife, making a loud noise, and smashed a big hole in the ground.

Ping Yiran spat out a mouthful of blood, being shocked by Ling Yue Xingli's sudden burst of strength, he really felt that his old bones were about to fall apart.

Ling Yuexing stood on the top of a small tree with his lightness kung fu, feeling the hearty rush of blood.This is the real relationship between plants and the master of the plant world. Plants are fragile, and the elves in plants are even more fragile.

But their vitality is extremely powerful.Therefore, as the owner of the plant world, she uses her scent, singing, and thoughts to control the plants, making their roots, stems and leaves break through the height of life that they can no longer break through. Vitality, complementary and reciprocal like partners.

"Again!" She needs to vent her strength with all her strength, and seeing Min Yiran who is obviously unable to stand up, Ling Yuexing has no intention of caring for the elderly at all.

But at this moment, because the Imperial College felt the extraordinary coercion, the tutor and Sheng Yu who lived in this area rushed to the scene, and when they saw Ping Yiran and Ling Yue Xingli, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Principal!" Sheng Yu, who moved relatively quickly, immediately flew forward to support Ping Yiran, who was obviously seriously injured. After all, it was a palm with 500 years of internal strength, and there was a knife from an ancient dark artifact. I can't stand it, it's already considered tough before it hangs up.

"Principal, are you okay? Why did you fight with the imperial concubine?" A mentor from the pharmacist department quickly took out a few hemostatic pills from his arms for Ping Yiran to swallow, while the pharmacists who had received Ling Yuexingli's teaching He even came forward with the Silver Needle Zhixue Powder.

The bleeding wound stopped immediately, but the palm hurt Min Yiran's internal organs, causing Min Yiran to vomit blood from his mouth and feel pain.

Immediately, several mentors from the Military Department glared at Ling Yue Xingli in dissatisfaction.

"Huh? Very dissatisfied? Why don't you come up together and let's play? I just haven't had enough beating yet? Alas, the principal can't help beating." Ling Yuexingli stood on the top of the tree, looking at the group of people in a hurry below, with a smirk on his lips With a sarcastic smile.

"Don't go too far! Even His Majesty respects the principal three points, yet you dare to hurt the principal!"

"It's really ridiculous. Xuantian Continent respects martial arts, and my own skills are not as good as others. Could it be that you blame others for their lack of skills when you get injured?" Ling Yuexing said disdainfully.

"You..." A tutor was about to pounce on him with red eyes, but was blocked by the tutor of the pharmacist department and Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu was so deep and cold that he didn't look like a young man in his prime, but he looked at Ling Yue Xingli with an inexplicable firmness, "Please explain the reason, Madam."

Ling Yue Xingli looked at the young man below, his silver-purple hair brought out a soft and beautiful halo under the moonlight.

Sheng Yu, the only cousin of Sheng Fanyin and Sheng Zhixian, the only prince of Zhan Jingyuan, in the eyes of Ling Yue Xingli, is a bright and simple creature struggling to survive in this world, but I have to say that these teenagers at least have no These old foxes are annoying.

Ling Yue Xingli raised a smile on his lips, and suddenly had the idea of ​​teaching these four teenagers, and Ling Yue Xingli always did whatever he wanted.

"Well...the reason, what I have to say is that he didn't like his eyes, and he even dropped what I wanted." Ling Yuexing glanced at the half-dead plain Yiran, if it wasn't for you looking at the annoying Sheng Zhi Xian, she won't take advantage of Bing Lanhua's incident to take her anger out on you, so...you deserve it if you die!

The complexions of several teenagers changed, others didn’t know how could they not know, the only ice blue flower that grew in the eighth secret room, one was with the emperor princess, the other was wanted by Lingyue Xingli, but was accidentally taken by It was stolen by an elf, but it can't be blamed on Principal Ping?And because of a flower, it is too much to label even Sheng Fanyin as half the principal respected by his father!

"No! Impossible! Impossible just because of this reason!" Zi Lanche, the youngest, suddenly said, looking firmly at Lingyue Xingli with big eyes, but said nothing.

Ling Yuexingli's cat's eyes widened slightly, and she looked at the four teenagers in surprise, the little iceberg prince Sheng Yu, the golden-haired lion king Gong Shujing, the blue-haired facial paralyzed Chu Zeyi, and the only red-haired lady Zi Lanche in the Imperial College , In fact, they are not familiar. After all, she didn't stay in Imperial College for long, and she only cheated them a few times on food. Why did she look at her with such firm and trusting eyes?
Ling Yue Xingli was very confused, but this did not prevent her from getting a little better.

As soon as the Shuangyue knife in his hand was put back on his wrist, Ling Yuexing left without even looking at the seriously injured Ping Yiran and the others.

They should really be thankful that Ling Yuexingli is in a better mood, otherwise the instructors present today would not be so safe and sound.

Quietly leaving the Imperial College was easier for Ling Yue Xingli than trampling an ant to death. She was walking on the deserted and quiet street, and the sound of her high heels hitting the ground was incomparable in this environment. Clear, coupled with Ling Yue Xingli's black hair that never tied up, Ling Yue Xingli is very clear about the consequences, because she has already heard several beggars yell "Ghost!" and run away.

This situation inexplicably made Ling Yuexing feel like a black line and wanted to laugh, but she didn't stop walking, took out two hell fruits from the ring, and gnawed towards the palace.

Dodging the soldiers who were still guarding the gate of the palace loyally even in the middle of the night, Ling Yuexingli walked to the wall covered with green vines that broke into the Zhanjingyuan Palace for the first time, and did not get information from the plants. Ling Yue Xingli hides from the Ming and Shadow Guards like a ghost, but even if they have been retrained, they are still unaware of Ling Yue Xingli's 'illegal' intrusion.

This made Ling Yue Xingli sneer, if she came to train, she could train a group of shadow guards who were stronger and sharper than them in just ten days, but Ling Yue Xingli didn't plan to care about this, after all, she didn't want it anymore. With the useless title of imperial concubine, she has no obligation or reason to take care of these things that Zhan Jingyuan should take care of herself. She only wants the holy Sanskrit sound, not the emperor Jingyuan.

(End of this chapter)