Divine emperor's darling: the rebellious immortal master Miss

It's no wonder that although the nine palace maze doesn't know the time, Xiao Yu also has a general time in her heart. She didn't expect that Yunsu night party would come out in a moment.

However, when she calms down again, Xiao Yu sees the same scene as before. Then she sees yunsuye in front of her. Suddenly, a terrible idea floats up and her heart is in a mess.

"The first level is over." Yunsu night stood in the same place, the cold voice broke the silence.

The disciples of changshengmen looked like they had swallowed cockroaches. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would not have admitted that it was true.

A waste, a quarter of an hour actually came out of their nine palace maze. It's impossible.

But it happened again.

"It's not so easy to confuse people. If I kill Yunsu night, I will be able to pass the maze!" Over there, Xiao Yu's face changed slightly. Then, as if she thought of something, she suddenly drew her sword and rushed to yunsuye. The speed was too fast for people to react.

It's impossible. It must be fake. How can she lose to a loser? It's all fake. If she kills yunsuye, she can win.

"Be careful, Suye." Yun junche sees that his eyes are about to crack. He didn't expect Xiao Yu to be so vicious.

However, Yun junche is far away from Yun Suye. No matter how fast they are, they can't compare with Xiao Yu

But the people of changshengmen seem to be still immersed in the shock just now. They don't react to it. No one is doing anything. On the contrary, someone's eyes are flashing. That's right. Xiao Yu killed yunsuye at this time, and everything is solved.

Anyway, it's just a waste. Maybe Xiao Yu beat Su LAN for a moment, but Xiao Yu's strength is much stronger than Su Lan's, so she is absolutely crushing yunsuye.

Today, this kind of thing has a strong impact on their changshengmen. We must kill this waste.

However, Yunsu night is still in place. The dark pupil with a cold look is lifted up, like a thousand year old pool, permeated with the cold water that has eroded into the bone marrow.

"If you want to play Yin, I'll play with you." Only to see the original still motionless cloud night, as if a ghost, quietly moved to Xiao Yu's deep, gloomy cold charm of the atmosphere wrapped Xiao Yu.

"Stop it The elder responded that it was too late to stop him at this time, because yunsuye's double blades had been slashed at Xiaoyu's neck from behind.

This is Xiao Yu's life.

"In Changsheng gate, don't kill recklessly!" At the critical moment, a powerful gas wall blocked Xiao Yu's body, and then a black figure appeared in everyone's sight.

The third prince Leng Shaoqing is here!

Looking at the strong wind, all changshengmen's disciples show their admiration. This is their leader's direct disciple, changshengmen's hope for the future. Leng Shaoqing, the Third Prince of shenghaizhou Yutian Dynasty, is a genius of the emperor. At a young age, he has become a spiritual master of chongxiaojing.

The disciples are boiling again, because Leng Shaoqing's talent is almost the best in shenghaizhou, so when he enters changshengmen, he is taught by the headmaster himself, not to mention the ordinary outer disciples, even the inner disciples are not easy to see. Only once a year, new excellent disciples will appear instead of the headmaster.

Therefore, Leng Shaoqing was sanctified by the legend. In the hearts of changshengmen's disciples, Leng Shaoqing was a God.