Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

Ye Zhentian's face was suddenly ugly and said with a sneer, "Princess Qin's mouth is sharp, but her ability is not so good. If you don't bring the king of Qin with you, you bring two mortals instead. Are you too conceited or look down upon me? "

Murong Ben and Yang lie have been in high positions for many years, and they have always been conceited. Now they are ridiculed by Ye Zhentian, and their faces turn pale and blue, showing the color of shame and anger. However, in ye Zhentian's eyes, ordinary people are just mole ants. Yu Guang has never put any light on them. Instead, he has been staring at Murong Ling. His eyes are like poisonous snakes. He wants to eat her bones.

No matter how vicious she was, Murong Ling would not show her fear in his sight. She could not hide the worry of the king of Qin. She looked as usual and played with the thorn vine in her hand. "Our prince is very advanced in cultivation. Now he has closed the door and made a breakthrough, so naturally she didn't follow. To deal with a defeated general at the end of a strong crossbow, you only need my concubine to step forward. "

Ye Zhentian is angry in his heart and is about to move. He has a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his face turns pale. He tries his best to support it, but he doesn't spit out the blood of his mouth.

He turned red and suppressed his anger. He looked at the gorgeous woman in front of him and relaxed his tone. "I've always had nothing against you. Why should Princess Qin kill you all. If you have offended me before, I'd like to apologize. It's not good for you and me to turn the fight into friendship and seek the road together. "

Murong Ling's eyes turned and said sarcastically, "I don't dare to compliment Ye Meng master's heart. Who knows if you will stab me in the dark, isn't it wrong. Different ways do not conspire with each other. "

Ye Zhentian's gentle and elegant face was distorted for a while, but he forced him to suppress it. He still tried to persuade him and said, "you are a young man with eight levels of cultivation. There is no limit to your future. If you join us, we promise that as long as you make alchemy for us, any cultivation resources will be given priority to you!" Seeing that she looked faint and seemed to be disbelieving, he gritted his teeth and told his secret, "I visited Guxiu cave in my early years and got the supreme resources. As long as you are willing to serve me, I will share with you."

When the water system monk heard the words, he looked at Murong Ling with jealousy in his eyes. Murong Ling's eyebrows moved, but he didn't move. "The so-called resources of Ye Mengzhu are nothing more than Gongfa, Dan Yao and magic weapons. My concubine already has some skills, and there is no shortage of pills. As for the magic weapon... If you're not wrong, the ancient cave built by alliance leader Ye is in the clear snow mountain. Even the skills of a monk of the ice department are low-level goods, so it is certain that the tools will not be high-level. Ye Mengzhu, do you think my concubine guessed right

If it wasn't for him to know the secret of his visit to Guxiu cave, ye Zhentian almost thought Murong Ling had seen it with his own eyes.

In his early years, he broke through the congenital realm and traveled around to the famous Qingxue mountain. He inadvertently entered the ancient cave and got the cultivation method. When he had spiritual roots, he began to practice with great joy. But that skill was only a mysterious skill. Many years later, he realized that there was nothing to do with it. He began to read the essays left by Gu Xiu and found out the secret of the flower burial palace. Only in this way did he have a grudge with the queen.

Thinking of the fact that he had been pursuing for decades, not only he didn't get the skills, but also his accomplishments in the later period of the Zhuyuan period plummeted. He was filled with indignation. How could he resist Murong Ling's sarcasm again? He immediately said, "Murong Ling, don't toast or drink."

Murong Ling sneered, "unfortunately, I don't like any wine."

Angered by her arrogant attitude, ye Zhentian can't maintain her hypocrisy. His anger surges up and up, and the ice rises out of thin air and comes to Murong Ling. Murong Ling recites a formula and a wooden wall blocks the ice. But now, on the snowy mountain, the ice is especially harmful and easily penetrates the wooden wall.

Murong Ling quickly put up another layer, and finally blocked it. After this confrontation, her Yuanli went one tenth, and ye Zhentian's face was a little pale, but relatively speaking, ye Zhentian was better.

Ye Zhentian sneered lightly, "the wood system tianlinggen is really powerful, but we can't deny the fact that the attack of the wood system tianlinggen is not strong. Murong Ling, if you are wise, you should return to my seat early to avoid suffering. "

Murong Ling is slightly annoyed, "who is suffering in the end? Only after a contest can we see the truth."

With that, she threw out a cloud elixir. Ye Zhentian's eyes were quick, and offered a low-level magic weapon like Zhongding, which covered him and his disciples. The cloud elixir just hit the clock, and with a clang sound, suddenly thin smoke filled the mountain top. Murong Ben and Yang lie only smelled a little, and their faces turned blue, which was a sign of poisoning.

Murong Ling didn't expect that Ye Zhen's monk Zhuyuan of heaven hall became a turtle. But she didn't have any sharp weapon, and she couldn't break the defense of Zhongding. She had to give the two of them an antidote and said to Yang lie, "it's up to you next."

Yang lie took the antidote, suddenly had the spirit, the heart knew what she meant, then in Murong Ben surprised eyes, open the waist of the beast bag, whispered, "Xiaobai, come out."Roar!

A deafening roar suddenly sounded. Between the rustle of snow, a white figure suddenly rushed out of it. Murong Ling immediately faced a pair of yellow tiger eyes. She saw the tip of the white tiger's nose move, and then rushed towards her.

Murong Ling was horrified. She had not forgotten the strength of the white tiger, so she dodged. The white tiger suddenly fell empty, and her paws left deep traces on the mountain road. She was scared. If she was attacked by it, her body would be the same as the mountain road.

Yang lie frowned in displeasure and gave Murong Ling a cold look. Then he told the white tiger, "Xiaobai, come back! No mischief, break the clock and tripod in front of you

The white tiger's yellow eyes show dissatisfaction. He shakes his tail and ignores Yang lie's orders. Instead, he continues to stare at Murong Ling, eager to try.

Yang lie's face sank in an instant. He took out a piccolo from his waist and put it on his lips to play. The white tiger, who was still indifferent to him, suddenly turned red in eyes and roared bitterly. He rushed to the Zhongding in front of him. It just gently scratched a claw, and saw that the bell and tripod trembled, cracking rapidly from the scratch, revealing ye Zhentian and his two people who were shocked inside.

The white tiger is no longer intelligent. When he sees someone inside, no matter what happens, he spits out the wind blade. Ye Zhentian can't avoid it, so he pushes out his apprentice to stop him. Suddenly, the apprentice is pierced through his chest and dies.