Tian Ming was extremely surprised after hearing this, and his golden red eyes opened slightly and said, "Don't you want to be the crown princess?"

The girl's head was slightly tilted, as if she was puzzled, and seemed to be sure: "I have the right to choose whether I want to or not?"

Tian Ming was stunned at first, and then a rare and gentle smile appeared on his cold face: "It's good to figure it out. If you are willing to cooperate, I don't have to lock you in the shadow all day long."

"No." The pretty girl said seriously: "Please send me in, old demon, there is a monster inside that has not been killed."

Tian Ming laughed and said, "You greedy and inconsumable girl, this is the Demon King who has been raising for thousands of years by the Second Lord of the Underworld. It is used to sacrifice demon soldiers and create ghosts and gods. Now that I have found you, I have changed my mind and used it to feed you the sword and nourish you. You can just stare at all this Demon King monster."

The girl asked with a hint of uncertainty: "Can't you give it to me?"

Tianming said: "Of course, if you are obedient and approach Wu Ying, it would be better..."

"I understand." The girl interrupted him without hesitation and said seriously: "Is it right to seduce him?"

Tianming, who was sitting steadily on the stone edge of the giant tower, slid directly from his chin and almost fell from the sky.

The corners of his mouth twitched at the dull girl in front of him, as thin as if a gust of wind could run away.

She has been engaged in the killer industry for many years, which makes her weird and eccentric eyes sharp like a sword.

Even if it is unintentional, it will exude a cold murderous intent. The daughter's family will not be soft, and it will be even more gentle and charming.

"Uh... Although I am very pleased to see you full of energy, I have to attack you, and even if you do this, will you seduce me?"

Even the girl with low emotional intelligence feels a little unpleasant.

She felt her profession was questioned.

"Don't look down on people. I have been in the killer circle for ten years, and there are not even 800 people who have been killed, and there are 1,000 people." The little girl slapped her thin chest and made a slap.

Tian Ming's expression became more and more speechless, thinking to himself, what does it have to do with your murder of a thousand people or your seduction?

Immediately afterwards, the little girl said: "When I received the reward order, I also had many targets who liked to wander in the land of wind and moon. I lurked in the land of wind and moon and gained very powerful experience. The seduction, that is, selling laughter, is the best at this."

As he said that, the girl poked herself with her fingers with her fingers and thought it was the most perfect smile. In order to show her ability, she even used too much force and poked out her back teeth.

The pair of stingy tiger teeth in their breasts are inexplicably cute and silly, and they have no charm and charm to show their smiles.

Tian Ming stared at the girl in front of him in a daze. He was in a very complicated mood for a moment. Due to the disparity in his identity in the future, he really couldn't speak out and attack him. All the tactful words in his life seemed to be used in this moment.

"Uh... your smile looks so good, but seduction is a very complicated job. Besides, to take a step back, Wu Ying is really so unique. He likes your smile, but you can't always use your fingers."

"Don't worry, I'm prepared for this." Ye Liqing was always excited and worked very hard to prepare for what could help his brother.

On that day, Ming saw the little girl take out a bucket of paste from the space ring. The paste seemed to be made of a special material, transparent and sticky.

She muffled her exaggerated smile, then put down her hands, raised her head proudly, and looked at him with a slightly provocative look: "There is a beautiful woman in the north, just smile..."

Tian Ming interrupted weakly: "A smile makes people feel tight and short of breath. If it weren't for your personality, I would have doubts whether you are changing another way to protest the concubine election conference..."

The heavy snow swayed, fading the long night. The faint light in the courtyard quietly dissipated in the dawn of the east. The long steps were covered with snow and the snow-thick winter pond was as clear as ice, and the darkness was facing the snow-colored skylight.

Rong Xiu rode on the snow and snow, bathed in the light of the eternal night and dawn, driving on the long white steps, leaving tiny footprints.

The snow falls on the double eaves, and the flowers and trees are quiet.

With a bare hands, the thin snow fell from the edge of the umbrella, and dusty snow spread out on the carpet of the corridor.

The lead-gray sky shone with a touch of morning light, and the light sky light slanted across her pretty face. Her gentle and quiet dark eyes embraced the morning light into her eyes, unable to shake off any halo.

She knocked on the door gently.

Soon, the young man's low and dumb voice came from the door, looking slightly tired: "The door is not locked, come in."

The red painted wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the paper umbrella was quietly placed outside the door. When Rong Xiu saw the ragged boy sitting on the pedal along the bed, his face changed, but he was not very shocked.

The Li Chen sword was placed obliquely on his legs. After experiencing the cracks and polishing of five hundred Yuxiao divine thunder, the sword edge like autumn water also has a bit of a sharp and resolute aura that is lingering with blue lightning with clear and variable eyes.

Ling Tiansu's men's clothing was ragged by thunder. Rong Xiu's eyes quietly passed by him and said in surprise: "Last night, the snow was dark and the night was quiet, and there was no thunder and lightning. Where did the prince go to find thunder and strike like this?"

What seemed to be surprised was that Ling Tiansu's body was struck by thunder, but what was really surprised was that his skin was exposed in unexpected clothes at this moment, with traces of thunder and anxiety.

The traces are quite deep. Under the charred skin, the skin is blooming into tender red flesh, and the blood flows, which is extremely terrible.

The thunder slashed the body as if it was covered with all over the body, but in the short time when Rong Xiu entered the room, it slowly healed into a white jade-like color.

The powerful spiritual power of repair does not come from the outside world, but from Ling Tiansu's body itself.

Ling Tiansu, who was still weak in his speech just now, had a pale face restored his energy and energy while breathing for a few simple breaths and breathing, and his body was not covered with burnt black color.

Ling Tiansu slowly stood up and put the Li Chen sword in the sea of ​​consciousness into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The clothes on his body were torn into strips of cloth, so he simply used his upper half of his clothes to reveal his strong and thin upper body.

In the past year, the injuries suffered in the spiritual world were all repaired in the moment when the thunder was refining last night to cultivate the wooden spirit immortal body. Only the skin that lost the demon skin on the back still showed an abnormal crimson color.

Ling Tiansu lay on the bed, his nails casually cut a bloody mouth on his arm. After three breaths, the bloody mouth disappeared, and the blood beads that flowed out were also flowed into the wound and absorbed.

He nodded with satisfaction, and the thunders lingered in his fingertips, feeling the two thunders intertwined with blue and gold, although weak, they contained unparalleled terrifying power.

He believed that if he fought with Longhua's Nanhe Yiqu again, just a thunder in the palm of his hand could achieve the attack of the Black Crystal Talisman Arrow's Horcrux.

The Chaos Thunder Shuang and Yuxiao Purple Thunder both originate from the original power in his body. As long as the original power is sufficient, the thunder technique can be continuously used.

"Help me apply medicine." Ling Tiansu took out a small porcelain bottle embroidered with red bean cake from under the pillow, threw it to Rong Xiu, and said without hesitation.

"It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is bound to win this consortial election." Rong Xiu sat on the edge of the bed, with the ointment on his fingers standing in a well-proportioned massage breaking through Ling Tiansu's back.

The medicinal power penetrates into the red scar at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bright red scar becomes shallower and lighter while absorbing the medicinal power, forming a thin layer of sarcoma.

Ling Tiansu lay on the couch and yawned lazily. Under the 500-day thunder punishment of Yuxiao Divine Thunder, he actually forced him out of some demonic form. His sharp fangs appeared in his mouth, and his slender eyes were filled with a bit of lazy wetness.

"Will there be many participants this year?" Feeling the infiltration of the medicinal power behind it and the growth of the texture of the injury, Ling Tiansu knew that the skin on his back would be able to grow back in a few days, and with the wooden spirit body, it would definitely grow back.

After Rong Xiu put the medicine on, he began to curl his face, "Well, there were a lot of people, but after today's Nanhe Yiqu, there were only a few fewer participants."

"Was that female dragon dead?" Although Ling Tiansu was not afraid of this consequence, the dragon clan was an ancient sacred race unexpectedly in the Three Realms. Even if it was a small branch, it died in the human world, or at the hands of Xiao Yezi, which was somewhat troublesome.

Somewhat surprisingly...

"No, Nanhe Yiqu is very lucky, it's good, it recovered in one night." Rong Xiu said with a smile.

Ling Tiansu let out a light exclaim, expressing confusion.

If he read that sword in Xiao Yezi's hand, it would be the sword from the Nine Nether Mountain in the underworld. The sword hides nine cursed Mingshan Mountains, and the power of the curse is enough to curse an adult dragon.

Nanhe Yiqu is a top-notch and powerful existence in the human world, but in the Dragon Clan's realm of the Sea God Realm, it can only be exiled to the bottom and become a defective blood awakening product among the Dragon Clan.

She was able to survive under the Nine Nether Mountain Sword's penetration through her heart. Not only did she survive, but she also recovered as before in just one night.

Unbelievable...

Ling Tiansu got up and took out the women's clothing that was extremely disgusting. After wearing it, he pondered: "Bone-removing forbidden art."

Any dragon clan born in the Sea God Realm must accept the birth ceremony and introduce the forbidden technique into the dragon bone. The dragon clan’s forbidden technique is unparalleled. Therefore, the dragon clan’s great rebellion in the ancient times and almost destroyed the dragon clan.

The Dragon Clan Majesty created the next bone-removing forbidden technique, 100,000 dragons sucked bones and sacrificed their souls, melting away their eternal life span and the powerful body of the Dragon Clan.

In that battle to massacre the Great Dragons that almost stained the abyss sea of ​​millions of miles of blood, the powerful dragon clan that had sucked bones and sacrificed souls forever lost its dragon body, and its lifespan was only a hundred years long. It can be said to be a disaster that almost ended in the Sea God Realm.

Although Yiqu in Nanhe is a side branch dragon, there is also a bone of forbidden art in her body.

Ling Tiansu did not expect that she would be so cruel to herself for the sake of a prince of the human world.

Obviously, Rong Xiu has also heard of the name of the Dragon Clan forbidden art.
Chapter completed!