Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Remember [www.ltnovel.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

The Song Meng master stood behind her, and his face was also ugly.

"Father, you must avenge your daughter. I want a knife. I will never dismiss him." Song Jingyun’s heart is like a knife. She understands that even if the blue color is a woman of the Nine, the knife will not Will be good to rest.

"Net cloud, you are awake. That knife is just a little master of the magic door. If it wasn't for him, he would not promise you to marry him."

The knife ruined the crisis of the mercenary alliance. The Song League lord was not even grateful, but was even more angry.

He was annoyed with anger, insulted his daughter, and even more annoyed the people in the underground hall. He did not look at his mercenary lord at all. In his heart, he was very angry.

"But the daughter just likes him, father, you know so many people, you must have a way to do it?" Song Jingyun cried with pears and rain, saw the love of women like this, the Song League master is pity, but also anger.

"Oh, I am offended by someone in Song, I will be so easy to let go. '煞' is Yu Jiu, then the 'Emperor' must be Wu Zhong, the big devil of these two underground temples, plus the thin feelings The little devil, the two female mercenaries and their relationship, that is, the demon martyrdom. In the early days, the mixed Yuanzong had several disciples, came to the mercenary alliance to explore the news of Qiankun Zijinzhu, I did not truth at the time. Reporting. Now it seems that it is possible to kill people by knife and let the people of the mixed Yuanzong to clean up them." Song Meng's main sneer sneered two times, and the poisonous light in his eyes.

He said, immediately went to repair a book, and sent him out.

At that time, Wu Zhong and others were rushing to Zizhuling.

Everything that happened in the Mercenary League, Ye Lingyue and Xiaoqing in Zizhuling were unaware of it.

After Ye Lingyue marked the Qinglei, he returned to the camp, and was confronted with a weak temper.

When she saw Ye Lingyue, she looked at her face.

"Thirteen, or else, we will not care about that Wong Tai Sin, tonight, we have to start anyway tonight, find Qiankun Zijinzhu. Stay a few more days, I am afraid I can't help, put the old ghost剁成肉肉." Thin feelings mentioned Huang Daxian, they bite their teeth.

What annoyed him the most was that the old-fashioned ghost was actually knocking on the side of the camp and wanted to play the idea of ​​thirteen.

Thin love is to think about it, Wong Tai Sin dare to use his eyes to lick his own thirteen, the bottom of his heart is like a smoldering dragon, can not wait to burn Huang Daxian alive.

"Lerlin Bell is in our hands, and those who are ambushing around, I have also made a mark. After going tonight, if Wong Tai Sin still does not act, we will sneak away." Thin feelings against Wong Tai Sin Also deceived, the other party also neglected a lot of their prevention.

Earlier, they ordered seven or eight people to guard their camps. When Ye Lingyue returned, there were only four people left behind.

When it was late in the night, they shot again and it was not difficult to think about it.

That night, Ye Lingyue and Xiaoqing had already extinguished the lights in the camp, and Wong Tai Sin and others did not care.

It was not until midnight that Ye Lingyue heard some unusual movements.

The dragon bag was holding a small donkey, and the smell of sleeping was gently awake by Ye Lingyue.

Thin feelings opened the corner of the camp, outside the camp, Wong Tai Sin with more than 20 disciples, is deploying tasks.

"Leave seven or eight people down, guard the camp, especially the two beautiful people in the camp, you must not let them slip away, otherwise I want your dog." Wong Tai Sin looked at the camp with a good intention.

He waved his hand and walked to the northwest direction of Zizhuling with the remaining disciples.

"I made the position of the mark earlier, and it is also in the northwest position of the hillside of Zizhuling. About half an hour ago, I felt a vigorous vitality, which should be the sign that Qiankun Zijinzhu is about to appear." .

"There are four disciples outside the camp, and four others are patrolling nearby. You and I will solve two."

Ye Lingyue made a gesture, and he was so passionate.

The thin feelings and Ye Lingyue swept out from the left and right.

The thin-eyed ten fingers are like a hook, and suddenly a paw hits one of the disciples, and the cheetah, like a running hunter, is extremely fast.

When a claw fell, the skull of the disciple, like a tofu, turned into a scum. He didn't even have time to call for help. He was already out of breath.

Hearing the abnormal noise behind him, another disciple suddenly turned back. He saw a gorgeous face and looked at himself.

The thin elbow had bottomed up and hit his throat. He only heard the sound of the karaoke. The man’s neck slammed and fell silently to the ground.

Killing two people, the time spent before and after the emotional situation, no more than two breaths.

In his heart, he remembered Ye Lingyue. He just turned around and saw that the other two disciples had fallen to the ground.

Their eyes were round and stiff, their limbs were stiff, and a dagger was inserted in the chest. Obviously, it was also a shot that killed the door and killed it. I couldn’t think of Ye Lingyue’s murderous method.

"How many of you?"

A panicking voice suddenly came in.

It turned out to be a disciple of the patrol and suddenly returned.

At almost the same moment, the little squatting in the arms of the dragon bag shook the hair, and the fierceness of the body skyrocketed.

The feet vacated and the claws danced out a few Limans. It flashed out and the figure jumped several times in midair. The strong claw wind suddenly fell on the head of the disciple. It is not the horrible physical strength of the little cockroach, it was made into a meat sauce by its claws.

"Don't lie, Xiao Yan, you carry a dumpling bag, we keep up with Wong Tai Sin."

Ignoring the expression of thin feelings and dragon bags and stunned expressions, Ye Lingyue gave an order, and the thin feelings and dragon bags came back to look for the direction in which Huang Daxian and others left.

The night is thick, and the Zizhuling is on the wind.

Along the way, Ye Lingyue carefully avoided the ambush with green thunder, and there were only a burst of insects or beasts.

After a while, the terrain gradually became rugged.

"just in front."

The affair will soon discover that Wong Tai Sin and others are heading in the direction where he made the mark earlier.

Three people and one beast, quietly fell in the dark, watching the scene in front.

Zizhuling, originally originally planted with Zizhu in the mountains, and hence the name.

However, since the discovery of Qiankun Zijinzhu here, a large number of warriors and alchemists have poured into this mountainous land.

The purple bamboo was cut into pieces and the original bamboo forest was bald.

Until Wong Tai Sin’s disciples with Qing Lei Daomen arrived here, they took advantage of the law and the ban, buried a large number of Qing Lei, and forced those people out, and the belt was restored to calm.

It’s just that the situation is incomprehensible. At that position, he also secretly went to see it earlier, and did not find any traces of Qiankun Zijinzhu.