Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 9 Candied Haw Essence of Resentment ([-])
Even that face is as black as the bottom of a pot!
Her appearance made Ling Xian'er inexplicably familiar...

Seemingly seeing the doubt in Ling Xian'er's eyes, the demon was furious!
"It doesn't matter who you are! Since you are Ling Xian'er now, you have to pay the price for what she has done!!"

Ling Xian'er: "..."

What did Ling Xian'er do before?
Ling Xian'er subconsciously cast her eyes on the pile of "old garbage", and then...

"Are you the candied haws essence who has been imprisoned for more than ten years?" Ling Xian'er raised her eyebrows and asked.

As if mentioning the most unspeakable thing in candied haws, she immediately exploded: "You have the nerve to say it?! Which brat would put candied haws up?! And it's been more than ten years!"

Ling Xian'er twitched the corners of her mouth.

Don't say, she really never did such an idiot thing!
"But if Ling Xian'er doesn't let go, there won't be you, right?" Ling Xian'er said.

Although Ling Xian'er dared not admit it, the reason why this little demon appeared was because of the resentment inherent in that candied haws.

Tanghulu Jing sneered: "Don't expect me to thank her! You, like her, love the new and dislike the old!"

"..."

How rotten are those things!
Is it possible that she should hold it up and offer it?

Ling Xian'er didn't say a word, but lightly waved the whip in her hand. Although she didn't use much strength, the noise was not small.

And that candied gourd essence is obviously a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, even if he saw the ancestral whip of the Ling family, he didn't have any intentions.

Should it be said that she is really brave, or that she has never been out of that wooden box, so she doesn't understand anything.

Around the candied haw essence, a cloud of black air suddenly lingered, and it hit Ling Xian'er straight!
Ling Xian'er just squinted her eyes, not paying attention to the little demon's attacks over the past ten years.

He didn't even move the whip, and just flicked his sleeves to block her attack.

"You little monster, you really don't know what to do. I wanted to spare your life because you never hurt anyone, but now it seems that you will not cry when you see the coffin!"

Ling Xian'er threw the whip into the sky, and the whip was surrounded by a piece of silver light. In an instant, the light disappeared and turned into a bag made of silver threads—the demon-locking bag!

Seeing the demon lock bag, the candied haws essence really panicked.

She stared blankly, turned around and wanted to escape, but how could Ling Xian'er give her this chance?

Ling Xian'er used her mental power to open the demon-locking bag, and the strong suction force tightly sucked the candied haws essence. At least, she couldn't take a step forward.

"Prince Daoist, please spare my life! The little demon has not yet come to harm anyone, so please forgive me, Priest Daoist!"

Hearing this, Ling Xian'er couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

What do you mean you haven't had time to harm someone?
What's more, with her appearance that must have killed her just now, do you think she is blind? !

"receive!"

Ling Xian'er was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly gave orders to the demon lock bag!

After receiving the master's order, the demon-locking bag worked even harder. The next moment, he put the candied gourd essence into the demon-locking bag.

The demon-locking bag turned back into a whip and fell into Ling Xian'er's hands, and everything returned to normal.

It's just that the old candied haws are missing.

I don't know if it was Ling Xian'er's illusion, but she seemed to feel a slight trembling when Ling Whip returned to her hand.

Sure enough, the candied haws are too unpalatable.

Ling Xian'er cursed in her heart.

Sympathized with the whip for two seconds, and put it back again.

(End of this chapter)