The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 432 432: My lord, do you want to carry it or carry it?

Qiuhai wanted to say, sir, don't make trouble, your arrows are different from his arrows.

But Nanli has let go.

Another arrow shot!
Moreover, Nan Li is not afraid of hell's will-o'-the-wisps, and with this hell's bow, her strength can be brought out to the extreme!
Her arrows are faster, faster and fiercer!
Qiu Hai pursed her lips, already thinking about how to smooth things over after Nan Li's failure, so that she could save face and not be so embarrassing.

who knows--

The person in the fairy world saw another ghost rocket coming, and it was so fierce that he was so frightened that he immediately manipulated the door to close.

Without hesitation, without procrastination.

Originally, the fairy gate had only opened a small gap, and it would only take an instant to close it.

With a click, the fairy gate was closed tightly without leaving any gaps, and the will-o'-the-wisps were naturally isolated.

"..." The corners of Nanli's mouth twitched slightly, are you so cowardly?
Not only that, the vortex slowly disappeared, and even the fairy gate also dissipated, and returned to the appearance of the moon and the stars.

It was so quiet that there was no wind.

It seems that the fairy gate has never appeared.

If it wasn't for the hairpin spirit enjoying the spiritual energy happily, she almost thought it was just a dream.

"Ahem—" Ye Siheng coughed from the side.

It was only then that Nan Li remembered that Ye Siheng's soul had been burned, so she quickly threw the longbow back to Qiu Hai, and walked up to Ye Siheng, her face and eyes were full of worry: "My lord, how do you feel?"

Ye Siheng was powerless, leaning lightly on Nanli's body, a bit fragile, and coupled with his unparalleled beauty, the appearance of that sickly beauty could even touch people's heartstrings, making people unable to look away.

"It's nothing serious, just dizziness and pain all over the body." Ye Siheng said.

Seeing him clinging to Nanli, Qiuhai was furious, but he couldn't go out and tear the two apart, so he could only roll his eyes.

"You can't do this, you are so weak, how can you be worthy of your ancestors?"

After hearing this, Ye Siheng buried his head on Nan Li's neck, "I really can't stand still, A Li, you won't blame me for being next to you like this?"

"How can I blame you, you are so uncomfortable, let me carry you back?" Nan Li said seriously.

Ye Siheng paused for a moment, and then said, "I'll just take a rest."

Qiu Hai laughed out loud, "My lord ancestor, you see his pale face and weak body, you should carry him back quickly, otherwise he will faint here, it would be embarrassing."

Although Nan Li heard that Qiu Hai was trying to make fun of her, there was some truth to it.

If Ye Siheng's soul was damaged too much, he would be in big trouble.

and so--

Nan Li asked for his opinion: "My lord, do you want to carry it or carry it?"

"..." Ye Siheng hurriedly stood up straight, "I suddenly feel less uncomfortable. If I want to go back, I can go by myself."

Let the daughter-in-law carry him on her back, no accident, the people of the capital will have something to talk about after dinner tomorrow.

Nan Li felt that he was carrying it hard: "My lord, it's okay, you also know that I am very strong."

Ye Siheng put on a loveless expression, "I know, but I really don't need it, I'm really fine."

"My lord ancestor, don't listen to him..." Qiu Hai's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked up and down Ye Siheng in some surprise.

This soul power is too strong, Ye Siheng's soul has no trace of being burned by the ghost fire!
Nan Li also took a close look at him, also surprised: "Eh? You're really well!"

She grabbed Ye Siheng's arm and looked back and forth.

There was really no damage, and after not seeing him for a while, she felt that Ye Siheng's soul was a little stronger.

"What's going on..." Nan Li rubbed her chin, "My talisman shouldn't be so powerful. It's just to prevent evil spirits. How can it repair the soul burned by the ghost fire. Hmm... probably your soul power is too strong , automatically repaired? Hey, then did you and Xue Shengnan..."

Qiu Hai's eyes were gloomy, and he moved his eyes away from him, and then locked Nan Li tightly: "Lord ancestor, you must be too powerful, so it has nothing to do with him."

Nan Li curled her lips, but she was a little self-aware: "Don't lie to me, I know what strength I am now."

Qiu Hai laughed, "Then you still dare to destroy that girl's soul, she is from the fairy world, and everyone in the fairy world will inevitably trouble you in the future."

Nan Li didn't mind, "People in the fairy world don't dare to open the fairy gate to let the spiritual energy leak out. Even if they sneak out, they don't dare to kill people in the mortal world, unless they just want to be struck by lightning."

Qiu Hai raised his eyebrows. It turned out that the ancestors had already thought about it when they did it.

That's right, once the golden elixir is cultivated, one is considered a half immortal, and if one does something to a mortal, it is a violation of the law of heaven and one will be robbed by lightning.

After being robbed by lightning, even if he didn't die, his cultivation would regress. Immortal cultivators generally wouldn't take this risk.

But it doesn't mean that people in the fairy world won't kill people with a knife.

But it was also a mortal knife.

Since it is a mortal matter, the ancestors must be able to handle it well.

"Since that's the case, take care of your ancestors and call me again if you have something to do." Qiu Hai smiled and said, "I'm always here."

In fact, he also wanted to look at his ancestor a few more times, but the gate of the underworld could no longer be opened, otherwise the Yin Qi would seep into the ground of the Xue family.

He took two steps back, saw Nan Li waving at him, and then closed the door with a flick of his sleeve in satisfaction.

Ye Siheng said with a cold face, "You never told me that Yan Wang is so handsome."

Nan Li glanced at him and said seriously: "You look better."

Ye Siheng's thoughts moved slightly, his cheeks flushed a little, "I came back after a long journey, and I'm full of dust, how can I look better than him?"

At this time, Qingfeng trotted into the yard and shouted: "My lord, you didn't wear that waist pendant, which one should you choose? The subordinates think this one is very good, elegant and light. The robes match."

Nan Li stretched out her head and saw Qing Feng walking hurriedly, holding several waist pendants in his hand.

She glanced at Ye Siheng carefully again, "Your new robe is not bad, it makes you handsome, eh? Your hair crown is also good, this style... the second brother just brought it to me the day before yesterday to cry, saying that he One of the hair crowns I liked was picked up first, and it turned out that the prince bought it."

Ye Siheng wished he could cut Qing Feng's tongue off.

But it’s just a matter of hanging a waist pendant, as for catching up? !
He forced a smile: "It's just that the subordinates think that I'm rushing back to Beijing. The clothes and hair crowns are out of style, so I prepared them for me early. I don't want to disobey their kindness..."

"I've seen the princess!" Qing Feng saw Nan Li, his eyes lit up with excitement, and his mouth kept talking, "Princess, you don't know, the prince misses you all the way, and I'm afraid I won't dress well Hei Jiawei bought new clothes and went to the inn to wait for them. He lost his temper when he saw that they bought less clothes, saying that there are too few clothes to choose. However, the subordinates think that the prince’s outfit is very good , Princess, don’t you think so?”

--good night. . .

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