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

After the temporary tent, even though Ye Lingyue carefully inspected the surrounding of the temporary tent, she did not find the perpetrator.

She also paid attention to whether any of these candidate disciples were injured, but she did not see any abnormality in any of them.

Ye Lingyue didn't know that Hong Mingyue had been hiding in her temporary tent for the past few days.

"Trash, a bunch of useless trash."

In a tent away from the tent where Ye Lingyue and the others were, Hong Mingyue was sitting on a silver fox fur, looking like a female leader.

Beside her, there were several young men and women with strange expressions.

Their eyes were a little dull, with awe in their eyes. These were all people controlled by Hong Mingyue's soul searching technique.

Among them, there were several sturdy teenagers who deliberately provoked Huang Jun and slandered Ye Lingyue earlier.

Their injuries are not yet fully healed, and they all look miserable.

Hong Mingyue thought earlier that Ye Lingyue could take the opportunity to bully her after she controlled a dozen people with an oil bottle.

Who knows, things are just the opposite, and I don't know what evil method Ye Lingyue used to win so many people.

It is said that there are at least a hundred people in Ye Lingyue's group.

With so many people, Hong Mingyue didn't dare to do it again.

I thought that killing the little bastard would make Ye Lingyue suffer a lot, but who knew that the little bastard didn't die.

Hong Mingyue had already found out that Xiao Di Xin was not dead.

It's really not going well, Hong Mingyue is angry, and there is a sudden pain on his face.

"What are you still doing with a pestle, bring my muscle-building medicine, and a mirror."

Hong Mingyue has been injured for two days.

When she came back, she had already checked, and the wound was no more than the size of a fingernail. After using some of the good muscle medicine left by Chen Hongru, the wound quickly stopped bleeding and scarred.

Hong Mingyue has been naturally beautiful since she was a child, although she has changed her appearance with Jade Chandan, it is slightly inferior than before.

But after she learned acacia kung fu,

Her temperament has changed, but it makes up for the shortcomings in her appearance.

Even so, Hong Mingyue loves her face very much.

After she took the good medicine for muscle growth, she carefully smeared it several times on the wound that had long since existed.

When she saw the scarless wound, her face was full of joy.

But at this moment, she looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes suddenly stagnant.

A dark spot the size of a fingernail suddenly appeared on her skin, which was like a peeled egg.

The location of the black spot is where the injury occurred earlier.

"How come there are spots?"

Hong Mingyue thought she had read it wrong, so she took a mirror and looked at it carefully again.

But the more photos she took, the more she discovered that the black birthmark-like spot was growing at the corner of her eye.

"what!"

Hong Mingyue threw away the mirror.

It's that sword! There must be something odd about that sword.

Hong Mingyue remembered the Jiulongyin that attacked automatically without being controlled.

The sword was pitch-black, and her whole body exuded a gloomy and cold air that made Hong Mingyue's bones chill. Could it be that it was the sword that caused black spots to appear on her face.

Hong Mingyue naturally wouldn't know that Ye Lingyue used the ashes to refine the dragon's blood, the dragon's blood in Wu Chong's body, and the genius material and treasures.

These spiritual materials are all things that are yin and yang.

Among them, the suffocating qi of the most yin, especially the blood of Feng Xin and Wu Zhong, after refining, became the male sword and the nine dragons.

The suffocating energy carried by that sword is simply unbearable for ordinary people.

And this evil spirit will spread little by little, and the tightness of the black spot is just the beginning.

Hong Mingyue is no exception.

Hong Mingyue thought about it for a long time, but still picked up the mirror.

She looked at the dirt-like black spot at the corner of her eye, and wanted to dig her out with a knife.

After thinking about it, she took out a good box of rouge gouache, wiped layer after layer, and then covered the corners of her eyes with bangs, and she was relieved.

"Well, wait until the final selection to fix Ye Lingyue and that little bastard."

Hong Mingyue thought about the final selection coming tomorrow, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Among the people she controls, one's elder brother joined Gu Yuehai a few years ago, so Hong Mingyue had already inquired about the final selection.

If the final selection is really according to what she heard, neither Ye Lingyue nor that little bastard will be selected.

At that time, the two of them will become soft persimmons that she can handle.

Time is fleeting.

Amidst the long-awaited expectations of all the candidate disciples, Gu Yuehai's final selection day finally arrived.

On the third day, outside the temporary tent, a fishing old man who had not been seen for several days appeared.

He changed his casual look earlier and changed into a long gown.

"Everyone, listen, every ten people form a column, and then a group of ten people will come with me to participate in the final selection."

After the fishing elder said, everyone lined up.

Ye Lingyue and Xiaodi Xin and Luo Yi formed a line.

Hong Mingyue and several of her subordinates also stood in a line.

The candidate disciples who were taken away by the fishing elder did not return.

Some of them should have passed the selection smoothly, but the rest of them are missing.

The fishing old man's tone was very tight, and when he came back to lead people, he refused to reveal anything about the final selection.

As a result, as the number of people in the temporary camp decreased one by one, the sky above the camp seemed to be enveloped by a layer of low air pressure.

Even Luo Yi, who has always liked to talk and laugh, became nervous at this moment.

"Hey, I'm so worried, this is the last time we meet."

Luo Yi said with emotion.

"What nonsense, maybe we will all be selected, even if we are not selected, we will stay in Lonely Moon Sea."

Ye Lingyue comforted Luo Yi. Behind her, Xiao Dixin had a carefree look on her face. The two of them seemed to have no worries about the upcoming final selection.

"If my parents knew that I became a handyman, I would definitely feel ashamed. And I heard that a handyman can't learn martial arts, and can't have contact with ordinary disciples. I hope we don't become a handyman."

Luo Yi was talking, and the old man came over. He glanced at the crowd, his eyes on Ye Lingyue and Xiao Di Xin, and he stayed for a while longer.

"It's your turn, come with me."

Ye Lingyue looked around. There were only thirty or forty people left in the camp, and it was already afternoon. It seemed that the final selection was almost done.

I heard that Gu Yuehai recruits disciples every year, up to 50 people. I don’t know how many people in front of them are successfully selected.

"Old man, wait a moment."

Just when the old man was about to turn around and leave, Ye Lingyue suddenly stopped him.