Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

Hearing the familiar name, Murong Ling, who is pretending to be in a coma, moves her eyebrows. Before she can figure out who is pretending to use the names of her and Li cangmin, she sees the man Xiu waving his hand, and a big fire breaks into the monster group. Regardless of the howl of the monster, she quickly leaves with Yu Wenjin.

Whether they are afraid of the strength of Luo state or the burden of cause and effect, it's just a wave for male practitioners, but it's a good deed to put it on the mortals on the ground to solve their life power.

Watching the monsters die and hurt, the rest of the people burst into tears of joy, and even some travelers knelt down and kowtowed to the direction of the fire, with an expression of unspeakable piety.

Although the monster war is over, the strong smell of blood is still spreading. Both sides of the war are badly damaged. There are only a few more than ten escorts left. Even Zhang Shan was licked and burned by the fire after the monster retreated. Many people saw that he committed suicide. As for the reason, everyone present knows.

The surviving escorts look sad and solemn. Wang Mingtao seems not to know that Zhang Shan committed suicide. He sighs hypocritically, "it's a pity, for the sake of his loyalty to the Lord, let bygones be bygones and bygones be bygones. Let's settle his family properly after he returns to Beijing."

Steward Li responded quickly, commanding the servants and escorts in the Qingli battlefield. The dead beasts were valuable, which was a windfall for them. It's just that there are too many dead escorts to be restrained one by one, so they all burn their ashes.

The smell of excitement spread in the air, and the joy and excitement of the afterlife gradually turned into sadness and sadness. After all, too many people died in this war.

Murong Ling did not know when she had opened her eyes and looked at the burning fire. Her bloody face was clearly extinguished in the light of the fire. Her dark eyes were calm and deep, showing a kind of restraint and indifference.

She's never been a good person.

Murong thought.

"Master Lu, you wake up!"

Rong Wei, who sprang out of nowhere, was overjoyed. When he met her icy eyes, his breath suddenly choked, but more of it was heartache and worry. He raised the herbs and wound medicine in his hand, and said, "you are seriously injured. If you don't treat it again, you will die. Just as I have medicine here, you can bear it. I'll give you medicine."

Murong Ling has a good idea of her body. All the injuries on her body are intentionally caused by her. It's just skin injury. A rejuvenation technique can cure her. But in order not to scare people, she acquiesces in Rong Wei's action.

Seeing the wounds and blood stains on her body, Rong Wei's eyes flashed with unbearable and guilt. "Mr. Lu, I'm afraid. If I can help you, you won't be so badly hurt."

He was originally immersed in the river with Murong Ling, but after the boa constrictor was thrown into the river, he was afraid to hide. Even if Murong Ling was thrown ashore later, he didn't have the courage to help, which made Rong Wei feel very guilty.

It can be seen that Rong Wei is a man with high moral requirements for himself and others, but this unprecedented Shura field defeats his moral sense.

There is no need to blame human instinct.

Murong shook her head. "You couldn't help, but you were just going to die."

Maybe he was comforted. Rong Wei's face was a little bit ashamed, and he concentrated on the treatment of the injury. Although he felt that the skin on Lu's body was more delicate than that of the woman, and his skeleton was too small to exaggerate, he didn't show any abnormality. He just felt that Lu must be a famous man.

Just at this moment, the comatose Miss seven wakes up. Wang Mingtao is in a hurry to appease the beauty, but he has no time to ask Murong Ling and Rong Wei for trouble. When the camp is ready, Murong Ling's wound is bound up.

She's not a masochist. Naturally, she won't leave the wound alone. She secretly gave herself a rejuvenation surgery, and the wound was completely healed, because there was a bandage, and no one found it. What's more, the blood she lost was real, and her face was still pale after serious injury. No one doubted it.

I don't know if it's a lesson learned or the situation is wrong. Wang Mingtao didn't bother Murong Ling and Rong Wei any more. Even so, they were isolated by everyone. After all, Murong Ling was thrown ashore by the monk Zhuyuan. With Wang Mingtao's stirring up the flames, some people really believe that Murong Ling caused the animal tide.

Just now when bowing to the "immortal", how can we not doubt that the other party is the culprit of retaliation?

Murong Ling sarcastically tugs at the corner of her mouth. The fact is just in front of her. They only believe what they want to believe. What's the use of explanation? It's just a passer-by. It's better to think about who is shining in the name of her and Li cangmin than to worry about them.She had a hunch that she was being helped.

At the same time, a hundred miles away.

The clear moonlight is pouring down, the shadow of the moon is mottled in the dense forest, the trees are clumped, the surrounding is too quiet, only the crackling sound of the bonfire occasionally rings, which sets off the silence of the night.

By the campfire, a man and a woman were close to each other. Both of them were wearing obvious white robes. The man's face was very ordinary, but his momentum was not vulgar. He was dignified and natural, with noble and aloof temperament. It was difficult for ordinary people to imitate his dignity and alienation. And the woman who nestles up to her chest, with a white veil and lacquer like eyes, occasionally flashes a touch of smart cunning, but is forced to suppress into a cool calm, showing a bit of mystery.

This kind of dress temperament is really like Li cangmin and Murong Ling.

At this time, the woman got close to the man's ear and whispered in a voice that was hard for others to hear, "brother, can we really cheat people?"

"I don't know. No matter what, it can always cover people's eyes and ears." There was a flash of worry in the man's eyes, which was soon replaced by coldness and calmness. He rubbed the woman's head intimately and continued to lower his voice. "Listen, sister, it's getting quieter and quieter around. If you don't guess wrong, there should be experts nearby, which means our behavior is still effective."

As soon as the woman's eyes brightened, her voice was irrepressible. "That's good. As long as I can help Murong sister, I will be satisfied."

In this world, no one can call Murong Ling Murong sister except Miaoyin. Therefore, the identities of these two people are about to come out. They are Mingxiu and Miaoyin.

After the end of Qingyun secret place, Mingxiu and Miaoyin are not present. When they get the news from their grandfather, Murong Ling has left the seclusion world. However, all kinds of gossip about her is flying all over the world, and the situation is not optimistic at all. Miaoyin is worried, and grinds his grandfather to find out the inside information. Then he and his brother secretly disguise themselves as Murong Ling and Li cangmin to confuse the public.

After a few days, it went well. In the absence of attention, Miaoyin thought that the disguise had failed. Now listening to Mingxiu saying that someone might be staring at them, she is not afraid, but more excited.

She reminded in a low voice, "brother, you can be more careful and don't show up."

Mingxiu is not as optimistic as Miaoyin. Their disguise is too simple. Only a little more exploration is needed to reveal their identity. I'm afraid it won't take long. Only when Miaoyin is full of confidence can he feel that there is no flaw.

"It's said that Li Zhenren and Murong fairy are in a stalemate. Maybe we are pretending to be them, which is an obvious flaw."

Miaoyin also thinks of the news she heard today, and the light in her eyes darkens quickly. She doesn't want to believe it. Li Zhenren and Murong's elder sister just split up. It's clear that their feelings are better than anyone else.

She did not give up, still self sophistry way, "it is not, maybe it is the means of concealing people's ears and eyes."

Mingxiu is silent. What's the matter? Outside the Qingyun Mountain, Murong fairy was persecuted by various forces in the hidden world. Li Zhenren turned a blind eye to it, but did not listen to it. Isn't this indifference worth explaining?

The atmosphere was so depressed that they didn't speak any more. They just looked at the flickering fire and didn't know what they were thinking.

On a big tree not far away from them, there was a flying sword suspended. On it stood three people. Two of them were yuwenjin and nanxiu who came from murongling. The rest were the nuns who found them.

Male Xiu took the lead in saying, "master Yuwen, these two people's breath is too weak. They don't look like Murong Ling and Li cangmin."

"It's also possible that the cultivation was suppressed by magic weapons." The nun retorted with disapproval, looking unconvinced.

Yuwenjin agreed with nanxiu's judgment. Although their temperament and dress were similar to zhengzhuer's, there was always a lingering conflict between them. Moreover, when did Murong Ling and Li cangmin get together?

In the secret place, he found something wrong with Li cangmin. At the beginning, he was surprised at his estrangement from Murong Ling. The second or third incident that continued to happen was more and more sure of his guess that something must have happened to Li cangmin.

The man beside the campfire is cold and noble. He is very similar to Li cangmin. However, compared with Li cangmin after entering the secret place, he lacks a little evil spirit

Yes, the smell of men is too pure.

When facing a group of mortals, his means of temptation need to be circuitous, because the friars can't fight against mortals to avoid retribution. But for the friars, the law of the jungle is the law, and there's no need to taboo fighting.

Think of here, Yu Wen Jin eyes flashed a fierce color, belongs to the half step Danyuan magic in the palm of the hand condensation, without hesitation toward the campfire men and women to fight!What's true and what's false, you'll know at a try!