Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

The old demon vine mistook An Qingli for a prince or princess, so An Qingli followed suit and asked in the voice of the third royal princess.

The third princess once forcibly broke into the fourth princess's mansion and snatched Shangshan from the fake fourth princess, which spoiled Shangshan's good deeds. An Qingli remembered clearly for Shangshan.

"Let me ask you." An Qingli asked straight to the point in the voice of the third princess, "Where is Wu Ling?"

"Wu Ling, Boss Wu Ling?" The old demon vine was a little dazed for a while, "What does the princess want it for?"

Boss Wuling?

An Qingli raised her eyebrows in surprise, but said sharply: "What are you asking so many for, just say it!"

The old demon vine hurriedly kowtowed and said: "Yes yes yes! Go back to the princess, the Wuling is on the third floor from the bottom, the tomb with the largest and thickest door!"

"Did you lie to me?" An Qingli asked sharply.

The old demon vine replied anxiously: "No! How dare the little one lie to the princess!"

An Qingli asked again: "Are there any powerful treasures, monsters or formations inside?"

The old demon vine quickly replied: "Boss Wuling is the most powerful monster and formation in it!"

"Huh?" An Qingli snorted displeased.

The old demon vine quickly explained: "There may be things that the lord attaches great importance to, and a super-ninth-rank wind array is set up. The boss of the Wuling is the eye of the array, responsible for controlling the array and killing all trespassers. .”

An Qingli questioned with the displeasure of the three princesses: "Wu Ling was captured from others, and already has a master, will he agree to take the initiative to control the formation?"

"How can you disagree!" The old demon vine hurriedly explained, "every ten days and a half months, there is a beautiful man serving him. The new handsome man has also been the flower god of Baihua City. The boss of Wuling enjoys boundless beauty. , how could you not agree."

"Male Flower God serving?" An Qingli thought of Shang Shan and Fake Huineng who had once been the Flower God of Baihua City, and sneered in the voice of the three princesses, "Sure enough, you are so beautiful."

The sneer was aimed at Wuling, but it made the old demon vine tremble with fright.

The old demon vine thought that his death was approaching, so he bowed again and again, and said loudly: "Third princess, don't kill me..."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and the old demon vine quickly changed his words: "It's not the third princess, it's the fourth princess..." No, the cruel fourth princess is already dead, and the old demon vine was so frightened that he could speak incoherently. Don't kill me, I will never confess you."

An Qingli saw that the buyer of the old demon vine was begging to survive. He was confused, so he would believe his evil words. However, there are a few tombs that have not been broken into, and the old demon vine is needed to lead the way.

"You'd better tell the truth!" An Qingli said in the voice of the third princess, "If you lie to me, today is your death day."

That old demon vine was fully aware of the cruelty of the third princess, so he didn't dare to tell half a lie.

"Let me ask you, since you know that the fog spirit is in the tomb, do you know how to make the fog spirit appear?"

The old demon vine said anxiously: "Through this teleportation array! Every time the handsome man who serves Wu Ling is sent up from this teleportation array, and then sent down from that teleportation array."

An Qingli glanced at the human bones in the tomb, thinking that the handsome man who had served Wu Ling had been sucked blood by the old demon vine.

Although Wu Ling is very beautiful, she rarely takes the initiative to kill.

An Qingli looked at the teleportation array again, but she didn't fully believe what the old demon vine said, but said in an impatient tone: "You find a way to call that fog spirit here!"

The old demon vine panicked and said: "I'm afraid this will be difficult! Boss Wuling swore to the king that he would not leave that place for three thousand years, otherwise how could he save his life and have a beautiful man around his knees."

An Qingli snorted coldly, ignored the old demon vine for the time being, and only urged Lian Xinzhu to tell Shangshan what she had learned from the interrogation.

Shangshan tightened his eyelash feathers.

Swear allegiance?

A handsome man around his knees?

That Wu Ling left him, but he lived a comfortable life.

Shangshan tightened his eyelash feathers again, thinking about it.

In a tomb on the third floor, Wu Ling, who was fighting wine with a beautiful man, suddenly trembled violently in his translucent body.

The soul was in severe pain, and Wuling couldn't even maintain the human form. He knocked down the delicious food and wine on the table, and shouted "Shangshan" in surprise and joy. He didn't care about the oath with the king, and he left the mediocrity at hand without hesitation. The fan of appearance and vulgarity hurriedly stepped on the teleportation array to find his family, Shangshan.

Shangshan still has a life in Wancheng Kingdom, but it is mostly because of Wuling.

Because of the master-servant contract between Shangshan and Wuling, and they have never been willing to break the contract, if Shangshan dies, Wuling will also die, and there will be one less high-level spirit body in the tomb of the king.

"Shangshan! Shangshan! Our family's Shangshan has finally come! I have been waiting so hard!"

Wu Ling turned into a mist, and Xing hurried out from the teleportation array.

The room was completely empty, not even a single little demon vine, and Shangshan's figure could not be seen anywhere.

An Qingli held the Lianxin Bead in her hand, looked at the Wuling for a while, and Ji Ruoshui came out of the space.

Wuling just crossed the Tribulation Realm, and didn't discover the existence of Ruoshui Space.

Shangshan moved his mind again in Ruoshui space.

Sensing that Shangshan is close at hand, Wuling sensed that Shangshan was not happy, and quickly transformed into a translucent human figure, kneeling in mid-air, excitedly and respectfully said: "Wuling greets the master."

Shangshan finally said: "You still know that I am the master?"

Wuling heard Shangshan's voice, confirmed Shangshan's location, and said ecstatically: "Wuling has always been concerned about the safety of the master."

Shangshan closed his eyelashes and asked, "What oath did you make with the lord of the country, and why?"

Wu Ling hurriedly said: "That bullshit vow can't be counted. I also learned it from that girl Feng Yu. I learn it now and sell it. Otherwise, I will end up similar to that Gu Yaoting."

Gu Yaoting's end was very bad, he refused to give in, and was tortured by the three princesses, living like an animal.

Of course, their family is good, and it is not easy for the fourth and fifth princesses, but no matter what, they are much better than Gu Yaoting.

Some of the princes and princesses of the Wancheng Kingdom's royal family were transformed from animals. They were animals in the previous life, and they will also be animals in the next life.

An Qingli was in the mustard space, looking at the beaming mist, her realm hadn't fallen, and her spiritual body was still a little more solid than before. It was true that during her imprisonment, her life was quite nourishing.

However, Wu Ling took the initiative to leave the formation and came to find Shangshan, which broke the oath to the king.

Here, Lanjie is very fancy about making an oath, and when it comes to Wu Ling and Feng Yin, it seems to be a decoration.

Shangshan was not in a hurry to call it into the Ruoshui space, but let it lead the way and take away the remaining treasures from the tomb of the country's lord.

However, Wu Ling didn't take orders immediately.

"Master!" Wu Ling's eyes were foggy, and she knelt in mid-air, solemnly begging, "Before that, Wu Ling wants to see your unparalleled face first, and I hope it will be done."

God knows, these thousands of days and nights, three years and three years, three years and three years, how it survived.

The more I get along with those vulgar fans, the more I miss his family's Shangshan face and half of that disfigured Huineng face.

Can't help it, it's too good-looking, too greedy.