Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

"Master, you... are you sure?" Bei Xuan asked tentatively. "you are not……"

The dust of the imperial wind was swept away, and the whole body of Bei Xuan trembled. The words that he wanted to say were all swallowed.

The imperial spirit of the former, although still the appearance of a child, but the momentum of the whole body, still people can not ignore.

"Well... this is the case." Bei Xuan did not dare to delay for a moment and hurried away.

In the house, the emperor leaned on the chair, seemingly thought of something, his face could not help but show a few smiles.

white……

That woman likes white...

Then, he will wear it to her!

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Today, all day, the spirit of Fengchu song does not seem to be very good.

After class in the afternoon, I was about to return to my yard. I was actually pregnant with Yang.

"Master." Since the day of the fight, Feng Chuge really obeyed his promise, and respected the elder Yang as a master.

Moreover, this elder Yang can really teach her something.

"Apps! You have to be careful. I am a bit strange when I look at the elders of the money these two days. And, the day before yesterday and yesterday, I saw Yan Qing out of the money elders."

Money elders and Yan Qing? !

Feng Chu song red lips cold.

Not bad, this Yan Qing, this is to find their own alliance.

"Well, I know." Feng Chuge should answer.

"Apprentice, is there time now?"

"Have."

"Come on, I teach you a spell, although I can't learn anything for a while, but at a critical moment, it's still a little useful."

Smell the sound, Feng Chu song eyes slightly happy. "it is good!"

This is a dark secret room.

Elder Yang took the Fengchu song and went here.

Zilan, they are not suitable to follow in and go back to their yard early.

Inside the chamber, yellow papers are everywhere.

Within the secret room, it is half empty, burning a little bit of fire, illuminating the entire secret room.

For all of this, Feng Chuge did not feel any surprise.

As early as that time in the town demon tower, Yang Elder once used the charm to illuminate.

"Apprentice, I will tell you the essence of the spell. You listen carefully."

Feng Chuge looked around the room full of paper, and finally nodded.

"The curse is the most scarce occupation on Yuntian mainland, even more scarce than the refining pharmacist. Its lethality is not weaker than the spiritual power. Knowing, even if it is a primary spell, once the power is launched, the lethality can even Fight against a senior spirit!"

Feng Chu song brows.

Primary spells and senior spirits!

She did not doubt what Yang said.

Elder Yang continued, "The primary spell can deal with a spiritual master. The intermediate spell begins. The spell paper can be made by himself, and its lethality can match the primary spirit. The advanced spell curator can not only be lethal. Spiritual confrontation, it is even more able to practice healing through spells. As for the big curse..."

Elder Yang said this, a slight meal.

Only after listening to the words of Elder Yang, Feng Chu’s heart has already had a great curiosity about the profession of the curse.

She is now a refining pharmacist, but the refining pharmacist can only refine different levels of medicinal herbs.

This is a curse, it is surprising to be able to compete with the spiritual power.

"The big curse... How about?" Feng Chuge asked out loudly.

Elder Yang blinked and his eyes showed a few longings -

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