The Conceited Crown Princess

"Well." Cold string happy looking at shangguanqing, obediently followed to go in.

In the main hall of yaohuang hall, people are very curious about Leng Shangxian's strange face, and most of them even sigh about her appearance.

Seeing shangguanqing holding her hand intimately, people couldn't help looking at each other. They were even more curious about the identity of this woman. They had never seen the temple master's concern for other women.

"Look, this man is also your temple Lord. He is on an equal footing with me and is my best sister in the world. Remember?"

Shangguanqing looked at all the people in the yaohuang hall and said majestically. Seeing the righteous words of the Lord, all the people were not vague and knelt respectfully on the ground.

"See you two temple masters!"

"Everyone, get up. I have one thing to trouble you." Leng Shangxian looks at the eyes of the people in the yaohuang hall. They are as gentle as water, as if they had returned to the previous life.

In the past life, he stood side by side with Xie Feng and looked at his brothers. Now the scene is the same, but it's very different. His heart has regarded them as the brothers who lived and died in the past life, and his eyes are much softer.

"The orders of the Lord of the temple must be defined by his subordinates and not accepted."

"Definitely, definitely, definitely... Duty bound!"

A sudden voice interspersed in the voices of the people, extraordinary attention, the rest of the people can not help but burst into laughter.

"Smile, smile what smile." Wang Da stuttered and looked at the others. His face was a little red. He stuttered in front of the new Lord. It's a shame!

"This is Wang Da. When I first came here, thanks to Wang Da's hospitality." Shangguanqing pointed to Wang Da, who stammered and blushed, and said jokingly.

Once I mentioned this, Wang Da would be angry. But now I can't help but feel funny.

At the beginning, the little girl was only four years old, and she was stronger than everyone else. She went to the bandit village and even took it for herself.

If I hadn't followed this little girl at the beginning, maybe I wouldn't have let a group of bandit brothers break into such a famous place.

Leng Shangxian looks at shangguanqing with a smile of no good virtue, and knows that Wang Da and they must have suffered a lot, but now they are happy.

"Thank you for taking care of my sister." Leng Shangxian smiles and hugs this kind of person. The pattern of yaohuang hall is exactly the same as that of the previous life. Leng Shangxian turns to the desk and begins to sketch the appearance of Feng Lingyu.

Leng Shangxian's forthright side doubled the favor of all the people in the yaohuang hall. There was nothing wrong with him because he was an airborne soldier. On the contrary, he was sincere in his heart.

"Your man is so handsome, beautiful man!" Shangguanqing lies beside lengshangxian, her eyes are pink, and she looks at fenglingyu in the picture.

The people in the yaohuang hall below looked away one after another, pretending to hear nothing and see nothing. Murong Ao's cold face like a zombie appeared in his heart.

"This is my man." Cold string overbearing declaration of sovereignty, between the words, the tone is difficult to hide love and sweet, and even with a touch of loss can not be found.

"Well, my men are not bad, not worse than your family." Shangguanqing turned her lips and began to love her sister.

"Don't worry, even if you dig all the rat holes in the world, it will help you find this man." Shangguan fine elder brother two good clap cold string shoulder, Dayi lingran said.

Knowing that the woman couldn't say a serious and normal word, Leng Shangxian didn't pay much attention to it. He looked at her gratefully and handed the paper to the men of yaohuang hall.

"What man are you looking for?" Murong's proud voice drifted over. Shangguanqing's neck suddenly shrank. The next second, the whole person was lifted up from the back of his neck.

"Murong Ao, what are you proud of! Put the goddess down quickly! My sister is here. I can't lose face. " Shangguanqing's weak kicking still can't get rid of the shackles of Murong Ao, just drooping like a dead rabbit.

"What man are you looking for? Is this king not enough for you to see? " Murong is proud of a face, from the teeth squeeze out such a sentence, Shangguan Qing wants to draw a crescent on her forehead, cos about Baogong.

"It's my sister's man. If you let me down, you can't deceive my friend's wife. How can I covet my sister's man? Besides, if someone has such a beautiful woman as Leng Shangxian, how can they take a fancy to me?"

Shangguanqing tone is full of grievances, unwilling to white a Murong proud, mouth don't know and vague mutter what.Leng Shangxian looks at the interaction between them and pulls his lips. Suddenly he feels that Feng Lingyu is too gentle. At least he hasn't picked himself up like a kitten.

Shangguanqing is put down, spits out her tongue to Murong Ao, and hides behind Leng Shangxian. Murong Ao takes a light look at shangguanqing who is playing treasure. She doesn't care, but takes the portrait of Feng Lingyu.

It is divided into two parts. One is his human appearance, and the other is his appearance when he became the devil emperor.

I don't know what kind of form he will change to when he arrives here, or whether it's safe to draw both.

Shangguan Qinggang is about to go to Murong Ao's hand and grab the portrait of Feng Lingyu back, but Murong Ao cleverly avoids it, frowns tightly, looks at the cold string, and says faintly: "this man, I seem to have seen him."

Cold on the string, suddenly came to the spirit, eyes stare boss, straight straight to Murong Ao: "when? Where? Did he... Get hurt? "

Murong Ao pause for a while, as if in memory, then said: "not far from the land of rosefinch, a few days ago, dressed in black, the same as you, the whole body can not see any internal power, but the strength is amazing."

Murong Ao thinks of Feng Lingyu's skill at this time. His eyes are slightly solidified. It seems that he is not sure that he can beat him.

Leng Shangxian and the man have no internal power, but they are vigorous. It's really puzzling, and it seems that they can't guess why.

As like as two peas, you are sure that they are exactly the same as the people in the portrait? Leng Shangxian looks at Murong Ao again with excitement in his eyes.

Murong Ao has seen him, which means that he is not dead! He also safely came to the land of rosefinch, so if he saw the yaohuang hall, he would come in and have a look.

And at this time, you can rest assured to find the wind spirit.

"If this person comes to the yaohuang hall, don't let him go. Just ask him to wait for me here." Cold string handed the portrait to the hand of demon Huang Temple, light said.

"Shangguan, take me to the top of the sky."

"Well." Shangguanqing clenched her fist and began to worry about her decision. Going to the top of the cloud is a choice, and she has no way to stop her.

I hope that the top of the cloud can really find what she wants to find, as Leng Shangxian said, and it's not in vain.

"The top of the sky?" Murong proud face paralyzed face stopped in front of two people's body, the Mou son stares at to go up official fine, don't have the temperature of half a dot.

Shangguanqing knows that he is concerned about himself. After all, the top of the cloud is a place everyone fears.

Cold string helpless smile: "you don't worry, I won't let Shangguan accompany me to adventure, as long as take me there is enough."

"No matter what we do, we are all together. Your business is mine and mine is yours. Have you forgotten?" Shangguan Qing glares at Leng Shangxian, and even twists her arm.

"I'll go with you." Murong Ao takes a meaningful look at shangguanqing and leads him to the front.

"Let's go." Shangguanqing a face of small sweet, smilingly looking at cold string, pull cold string arm will closely follow the past.

The top of the sky.

The cliff here is also like the top of the mountain, towering into the clouds, long fog, like a knife cut in general, on the top of the mountain, you can see a wind cave from a distance.

The wind cave is very huge. It's like the eye of a tornado. It rolls all the clouds in the sky together. There's no wind on the mountain, but the wind in the air.

Clouds flow at the same speed as tsunamis, and even make a numbing sound.

"This is the top of the cloud sky. The wind cave above has been for hundreds of years, even thousands of years, and it has never dissipated. Sometimes the wind even blows to the ground, blowing people directly off the cliff. Even if it is a perfect realm, it has no resistance."

Shangguanqing raises her head and worries her eyes. Although the wind in the air is not as strong as those that occasionally blow to the ground, it can not be underestimated.

"Without internal power and spiritual power, there seems to be no way to go up." Cold string pulled to pull lip, looked at a high altitude, can't help some headache.

Can I resist such a hurricane in my spiritual stage

"You two, go back first." Leng Shangxian looks at Guan Qing and Murong Ao, and the cold voice slowly spits out.

Shangguanqing immediately refused: "even if we really can't go up, don't you also can't go up? How can I find Fengling? I want to advance and retreat with you and watch you safe.""I have psychic power. Naturally I can go up. I have the psychic power of wind system. Wind does little harm to me, but you are different."

"Well, you can find a safe place to hide. I'm going to a place and I'll be back soon." Cold string finish saying, instantly disappeared in place.

Back in the cradle of hell, Leng Shangxian immediately sat down, desperately absorbed the aura in the cradle of hell, bathed in the purified spring, as if all the physical strength lost due to the baking of the supreme peak had been replenished.