The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

Not so humble--

Ziyang Song is just used to it--

Here, he does not have the prestige that a Holy Master should have, not only because he is suppressed by his younger brother, but also because he has different physical characteristics from the elves --- he is regarded as a different kind by his people --- helpless , Holy Master, even though he had contempt, he still didn't dare to say it out, but there was always a lot of emotion undoubtedly revealed in the movements of those eyes.

"Treat Huang Wang well, if she is not happy, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With a cold remark, Ziyang Song's eyes were full of coldness.

This was something the servant had never encountered before. He lowered his head subconsciously and said humbly: "Please rest assured, Holy Master, the little ones will definitely treat Lord Huangwang of the Huangzu well!"

After speaking, the body trembled inadvertently---

"Go on--"

Feeling disgusted, Zi Yangsong turned around and sat down on his big luxurious chair, and at the same time slowly closed his eyes——

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Walking in the Elven Palace bored, except for the people who don't like it, Ling is very interested in the houses here-

Every kind of building is so special -- full of infinite soft beauty ---

"Who built your house?"

Suddenly, Ling Yi asked the servant who was following him.

"This was built by our previous Holy Master for the Holy Master's wife!"

The servant replied very quickly---

Madame Holy Lord?

Ling raised his eyebrows!

Could it be Ziyang Song's mother?

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Originally, he wanted to continue asking, but he was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he held back after all.

"Your previous Holy Master was really infatuated, much more infatuated than your Holy Master!"

Laughing and laughing, Ling Yi took a step away and left the servant far away--

There's no point in coming here and staying--

The elves have also seen it, there is nothing interesting, it is better to go back.

Suddenly remembered that he sneaked out of the Phoenix Clan without saying hello to anyone--

That Yin Wenmaochong, thinking about it now, makes Ling Yi a little funny.

Why do you have to fight him?

Now it seems that it's all involuntary, just like Ziyang Song, isn't it?

Thinking of this, I feel more and more excited to go back--

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With a brisk body and a little anxiety, he rushed to the outside of the palace---

However, when she came to the palace wall, she knew that she was in trouble.

In front of him, the night was loud and bright—but it carried a lot of depressing atmosphere.

The wind blew up the clothes of a row of people standing not far in front of him, but they remained motionless.

"Yo, is this the farewell party arranged by your Holy Master?"

Arms crossed his chest, trying to relax his posture, Ling Yi said so, but his heart was already slowly tightening.

Obviously not! ----

"Lord Huangwang, our second prince would like to invite Huangwang to stay for a few more days, so that our elves can treat you warmly!"

Suddenly, in the team, a deep voice came——

Immediately afterwards, they spread out slowly, as if they were ready to strike at any time.

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Uh!

Ling hooked his lips!

This is also good!When you go, fight!

"But, my king suddenly doesn't like this place, what should I do?"

Still standing with arms around his chest, his voice is full of laziness and fearlessness---

"In this case, don't blame us for being rude! Go!"

With a cold shout, in the whistling wind, with the sound of running like a storm——