War Concubine Mad Emperor

Chapter 115 The whereabouts of the purple soul (1)
Mu Han Lingchuan looked at his defensive appearance, and calmly gave him two words of evaluation.

"Do you dare to say that this king is childish?"

Bingxianfeng showed anger on his face, and looked at Muhan Lingchuan angrily.

"Whether you are childish or not, you know in your own mind!"

The corners of Mu Han Ling Chuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a bit of playfulness.

Bing Xianfeng looked at his flat face and couldn't help but want to punch him.He just turned his head and saw that Ziluan had gone away by himself, he didn't care to challenge Muhan Lingchuan, and immediately chased after him.

Muhan Lingchuan shook his head amusedly, it seems that Bingxianfeng, the god of war, is also like a child in front of love.

In this battle of love, whoever falls in love first loses.

No wonder Bingxianfeng always has no chance of winning in front of Ziluan.

Ziluan walked onto the cloud bridge, fluttering in white clothes, with purple cherry blossoms blooming on her sleeves.On the soft blue hair, the hell cherry butterfly reflects the soft brilliance like a crystal.

Just a back view can attract all people's attention.

She held the Purple Jade Luan Xiao in her hand, placed it on her lips and began to play it.The ethereal and melodious flute sound is rippling between the heaven and the earth, and the beautiful tune makes people feel peaceful when listening to it.

"This flute sound is exactly the same as the fairy sound that came out of the rolling curtain flower building that day!"

Bingxianfeng followed Xiaoyin's direction and caught a glimpse of Ziluan's independent silhouette from a distance, and thousands of thoughts floated in her heart.

In the silver eyes, sparkling colors flickered.Hearing the beautiful flute sound, his expression also softened.

Just suddenly, a black figure flew towards Zi Luan, and a suffocating black mist swept over, trying to wrap her up.

Bingxianfeng was startled, the dragon-shaped sword in her hand was about to be unsheathed, when she saw a large swath of butterflies surrounding Ziluan.

A red silk gauze fell from the sky, Lan Chuhua came on the red gauze.Dancing snow peach blossom fan in the hand, the fluttering peach blossom snow falls from the sky.

"What kind of skill is sneaking and sneaking, you have the guts to fight this girl!"

Lan Chuhua stood in front of Ziluan, acting as a guard.

Ziluan's safety is related to the lives of her whole family, she can't let Ziluan have any mistakes.

Even if she protects Ziluan all her life, she has no complaints or regrets, and only wants to save her people.

"Smelly girl, mind your own business!"

A gloomy voice came out of the black mist, which made people's hairs stand on end.

Ziluan looked at the black mist and felt that the breath was somewhat familiar.Seeing Lan Chuhua standing in front of her without fear to protect her, Ziluan felt a little warm in his heart.

Although Lan Chuhua protects her like this because she wants something, everyone has their own beliefs and people they want to protect, and there is nothing wrong with that.

"With me here, don't even think about touching a single hair of Miss Ziluan!"

Lan Chuhua has made up her mind to follow Ziluan, so she calls her Miss Ziluan to prove her intention.

The Piaoxue Peach Blossom Fan in her hand was given to her by the queen butterfly, Feng Meixue. She originally declined such a precious thing.But Queen Die said that the whole family did not need to see outsiders, so she insisted on giving this fan to her.

If Mo Fulian saw the fan in Lan Chuhua's hand, she would be stunned.Because Feng Meixue once said that Piaoxue Peach Blossom Fan was to be given to her youngest granddaughter-in-law.

"Don't call me Miss."

Ziluan is from modern times, and when she heard the word "Miss", she felt very awkward.

"But--"

Lan Chuhua's eyes dimmed, thinking that Ziluan refused to let her follow and protect her.

"Please call me the Queen of the Palace."

The corners of Ziluan's lips curled slightly, revealing a confident smile.The domineering words came down clearly.

"This woman! What a madman! What time is this, and she still cares about this."

Bingxianfeng rushed towards here quickly, and before she even showed up, she heard Ziluan's arrogant and domineering words, and she almost fell from mid-air by her thunder.

"Yes, Queen!"

Knowing that Ziluan was willing to accept her following, Lan Chuhua had a look of joy on his face.

She is not used to being called Miss, calling Zi Luan Queen, it lacks a sense of status, it is more cordial and more suitable.

Ziluan is not the kind of delicate lady from an aristocratic family, she is a proud and domineering queen, always noble and elegant.

"Queen? This seat wants to see what ability you have to become king!"

Countless thin silk threads flew out of the black mist. These threads were called ghost threads, and they could easily tear people into pieces.

It was originally just a ghost thread, but due to the extremely fast speed of the opponent's attack, it looked like raindrops pouring down from the sky.

The peach-blossom snow enchantment formed by Lan Chuhua was instantly crushed by the ghost thread, turning into fan powder and disappearing.

"First painting, you step back."

Ziluan's faint voice was peaceful and full of majesty.

Lan Chuhua hesitated slightly, but retreated behind Ziluan.Since she decided to follow Ziluan, she would be absolutely loyal, and she would obey what the queen said.

"Queen, be careful! The opponent is using ghost silk, which is invincible, and flesh and blood cannot resist it."

Lan Chuhua has been in Luoxian Pavilion for many years, and he is familiar with all the spiritual treasures in the world. When he saw that the other party was using ghost silk, he immediately reminded Ziluan, for fear that she would underestimate the enemy and suffer losses.

Ziluan nodded in satisfaction, feeling like a tiger with wings added to having a partner like Lan Chuhua beside her.

She held the purple jade luanxiao in her hand, put it on her lips, and began to play.The purple sound blade pierced through the air and turned into countless purple light rains, shooting towards the black mist.

The ghost thread and the sound blade were handed over instantly, and the burst of light almost illuminated the entire Huangtian Academy.

"You cunning queen, I will come to you again!"

An exasperated voice came from the black mist, and when the Bingxianfeng fell, the black mist dissipated in the sky and the earth, as if it had never been there.

"The queen is still smart! Why didn't I think of using this trick?"

Lan Chuhua looked at Ziluan adoringly, full of admiration for Ziluan in his heart.She only remembers to fend off the enemy, even if the opponent is stronger than her, she is not afraid to fight him.But she didn't expect that this was Huangtian Academy. Since the other party was hiding in the dark mist, she probably didn't want to be recognized.

Ziluan collided with the opponent's attack with the sound blade, making a huge noise, which attracted everyone's attention.In a short time, the guardians and the dean of the academy will rush over, and no matter how powerful the other party is, they can only return home in defeat.

She found that the more she understood Zi Luan, the more she would find that she was really outstanding.She began to feel that her decision to follow Ziluan would be the most correct decision in her life.

When Bingxianfeng saw that Ziluan had driven back a strong enemy with just one simple move, she also showed amazement.

(End of this chapter)