The Conceited Crown Princess

Cold string faint hook lip a smile, regardless of the image of squatting on the ground, other people around in a circle, learn the cold string appearance, steps, a kind of production.

These people have been trained to become the elites with strong learning ability. When they see it, they will realize it in an instant. All of them begin to work hard, and a black explosive ball will appear.

Once a group of people are immersed in something, they will forget themselves and the time. When they come to react, it's already night.

Everyone stood up, stretched a big stretch, and suddenly felt all the bones were clucking, as if they were going to fall apart.

Leng Shangxian wipes the sweat on his face and successfully adds a mud mark to his face. He turns his head to look at Feng Lingyu, only to find that Feng Lingyu looks like a big cat, and suddenly he is happy.

Feng Lingyu pulled his lips: "lady, your face is also like a kitten. Well, it's more like this time."

Feng Lingyu painted a beard on Leng Shangxian's face. The beards on both sides were well proportioned. The rest of the people wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to. They all endured it. Their shoulders trembled from time to time.

Lin Zixi also painted a picture on Qingzhu's face. The warm touch on her hand made Qingzhu shudder. No one had ever touched her face.

Staring at Lin Zixi, I vaguely felt that something in my heart was sprouting quietly because of this temperature.

After returning to the Imperial Palace, Leng Shangxian suddenly fell silent.

"Feng, you say, I am right or wrong to make such a thing that is extremely harmful and can cause people panic."

In this age of advocating spiritual power, force and cold weapons, such a terrible thing suddenly appeared, which was even more frightening than the ghosts and gods in the hearts of the common people. It hurt the pure natural environment here, but only to resist the invasion of the holy world.

Is it selfish.

Looking at Leng Shangxian's frown, Feng Lingyu stretched out her big hand and gently rubbed her brow open: "you do this for them, not for the sake of Xianlian continent. It's the right choice to exchange small damage for big peace."

Feng Lingyu sat beside Leng Shangxian and was very satisfied with his success in attracting Leng Shangxian's attention.

"Only you and I know the formula. They are all people we trust. After these things are used up, no one will make these terrible things without permission."

"Presumably, on the day of the war, people in the blood Pavilion and the yaohuang hall will understand the advantages and disadvantages of explosives."

Leng Shangxian's line of sight is always following Feng Lingyu. When he knows that he has been looking at himself, Leng Shangxian reacts. At this time, Feng Lingyu begins to ask for rewards without skin or face.

Face a strength to cold string side make do, every time is cold string hand to push back.

Three days later.

It's the deadline for willow to poison. Today, Chi you will die.

In the past few days, Chi youyou will often find Qianming. Qianming can only hide her disgust and hatred, and force her not to kill her.

However, Qianming still felt something unusual about Chi youyou. He seemed more charming than before, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to open suddenly.

In particular, the spirit of enchantment emanating from the bones, the kind of enchantment that people hate, seems to have always wanted to lean on Qianming and touch.

"You're in the temple yourself. I'll go out and see what's going on." Qianming finished, without waiting for Chi youyou to say what he wanted to follow, he quickly disappeared.

He could almost be sure that Chi youyou was not only poisoned by a chronic poison, but also by a poison that made him so charming. But what was it, Qianming did not know.

Passing by the camp of holy world, the appearance of Qianming didn't cause much disturbance. After all, Qianming came quietly and nobody found it.

"You don't know how good your highness is

A word suddenly came out of the tent nearby, which stopped Qianming's steps. He looked around and listened carefully.

"Well? Lu Shuang, how do you know? You haven't seen it yet. " Another man threw a pair of socks he had just taken off. He didn't believe what the man said just now.

His royal highness is always clean. How can he be seen? He must be bragging.

Lu Shuang, who was called Lu Shuang, flew unhappily to find his socks. Because of the other's suspicion, he frowned tightly: "I said, Wuning, don't you know this?"Wu Ning straightened up and looked at Lu Shuang with an unbelievable face: "don't tell me, is this true? Have you ever seen a saint like

Wu Ning's mouth is wide open, can put in an egg, Lu Shuang proud and obscene smile: "of course, otherwise you think that night why I didn't come back."

Wu Ning swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "you mean, you and your holiness..."

"You don't know, your holiness seems to be suffering in the boudoir these days. She has come and gone to change several brothers." Lu Shuang said with a proud look on his face, as if he had endless aftertaste.

Qian Ming's face suddenly changed. Isn't Chi youyou always defending himself for Feng Lingyu! Why is it so now? Is this the effect of another poison on him?

Qianming feels that the person who poisoned Chiyou is really great. If Chiyou suffers from such torment, it will make her life worse than death.

Qianming smiles, turns around and leaves. The Lord seems to be on guard for himself these days. There is no news for him.

So, a man went to zuixianfang to find lengshangxian. Although he didn't know the plan of the Holy Lord, he vaguely felt that it was not far away from the holy kingdom to reach Xianlian.

As soon as I enter zuixianfang, I find that all the people are here. The door is open, but all the shop doors are hung with closing signs.

"Qianming, you are here at last. Let the holy world come at any time. The strength of our whole Xianlian continent has been improved." Cold string, careless sitting in the chair, full of confidence.

All the people around are driven by the self-confidence of the cold string, and they don't feel that the holy world is dangerous. Ling Qiaoqiao takes a look at the cold string, with some confusion in his eyes.

My sister's strength is still very stable, without any fluctuation. She dropped the Mou son, oneself can see clearly elder sister's actual strength, is because of the reason of that crystal stone in oneself body.

For a thousand years, the crystal has been integrated with itself and immersed in the blood. Unless it is incinerated by itself, it is impossible to take out the crystal safely.

Others didn't notice Ling Qiaoqiao's abnormality, but they were all thinking about the war in the near future.

Although I once experienced a battle with Shui nationality, there was a big gap in strength at that time, so I came to such a tragic end.

And this time, all the people have taken the elixir, and they have reached the realm of the spirit emperor. What's more exciting for them is that they have finally reached the height of their master's strength!

The temple master is also the spirit emperor now, and they also follow up, instead of being left far behind by the temple master. Although their strength is still far worse than that of the temple master, they can find some comfort in their heart literally.

Before they exchanged greetings, the whole Xianlian continent immediately echoed with an alarm bell, which hovered in the range of Xianlian continent with deafening sound.

People did not panic, but Qi brush the lips of a hook: "it's time for us to appear."

With Leng Shangxian's words, the blood Pavilion, the yaohuang hall, and even the people in the college all rushed out like chickens.

Leng Shangxian, fenglingyu and Qianming stand side by side, and the whole room becomes empty, leaving only three of them.

Lin Zixi, long Yucang, and even Sikong's image of a sick young man are gone. Men and women are crazy to seek justice for the past life.

When did Ling Qiaoqiao leave, but no one found out.

All the people of the holy world came, all gathered in the open space of Xianlian continent, the area of hell sea of fire, without the overwhelming flames and soul stirring thunder and lightning, just like the ordinary plain.

Chi youyou stands beside the LORD with a proud face, while Qianming and Leng Shangxian come out at last. All three of them are indifferent and stand in the front of Xianlian mainland team.

"Qianming, you betrayed me." The as like as two peas in the face of the first time, the smile on the face of the first time, the cold face.

It can be seen that Qianming cliff was brainwashed by the fake God, and even the expression was like a mold.

Qian Ming smiles coldly: "betrayal? Is it your betrayal or my betrayal? "

There is something in Qianming's words. He looks at the LORD with a smile. His eyes are full of irony. The Lord's mind is shocked, and then he suddenly remembers that Qianming's memory has been restored.

But what about that? Anyway, the chess piece Qianming will be destroyed sooner or later. It will be destroyed sooner or later, but it's less valuable."Why, the Lord is guilty, or suddenly think of the Lord thousands of years ago, feel a little sorry for him." Feng Lingyu's voice is cold, and it makes people in the holy world look at each other.

In the holy world, there are many old people who live on because of their spiritual strength. They just slow down their aging and look like people in their thirties.

They have experienced the change personally, and they don't agree with what the LORD did in those years, but it doesn't mean that they can tolerate the LORD being switched.