The flame old woman was afraid that Bo Qing would cause trouble again, so she grabbed Bo Qing's left and right hands, like a hen catching a chick, and left after grabbing Bo Qing.

The young sect master offended Wu Chong, so he had to talk to the ruthless sect master and his wife.

At this time, we must not let the young sect master come out to make trouble again.

The rumors are true, the ghost emperor is not only unprovoked, but also untouchable.

"Wu Chong, I'm not as good as you today, but one day, I will kill you and avenge Thirteen!" Bo Qing's voice, choked with a bit of hoarseness because of anger and sadness, he had never felt that he was cowardly and useless like today.

He can't protect Thirteen, it's useless for him...... Wu Chong, he swore to kill Wu Chong.

The flame old woman turned into a fireball, galloped with wind and fire, and left the Taiyi Secret Realm.

Boss He and Boss He looked at each other, facing Wu Chong, whose strength and momentum were equally amazing, they didn't dare to make a move at all, and they didn't even have the ** to escape, so they could only look at the exit of the Taiyi Secret Realm not far away.

This world, but what's wrong.

Obviously, the two brothers together were almost one hundred and fifty years old, but they were stunned in front of a ghost emperor who was old enough to be their great-grandson, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Swallowing his saliva, Boss He glanced at the coffin in Wu Chong's hand.

In any case, if you live to see a person and die to see a corpse.

Alive, they couldn't take care of the thirteen young people's thoughtfulness, and when they died, they had to think of a way to bring the thirteen young people's coffin back and hand it over to his family.

"Lord Ghost Emperor, Hong Thirteen is here with us. Can you hand over her coffin to us, and we will properly transport the coffin back to the summer capital. ”

"Hmph, she's comfortable. Wu Zhong threw the coffin in his hand and threw it in front of He Laoda and He Laosan.

Comfortable?

Boss He and the others wondered, looked at the coffin, could it be that Hong Thirteen was ......

When Ye Lingyue was thrown into the coffin by Wu Chong, she was still complaining.

But she was so tired that she lay down in the coffin and fell asleep.

This sleep, it's not enough.

The spiritual power of the part of the wood tripod instrument spirit that Qianding had refined frantically swam in her body.

The spiritual power that has reached the peak of Wuding, after absorbing this part of the spiritual power, is like a bamboo, like a flood that bursts the embankment, and suddenly breaks through to Liuding.

The coffin fell to the ground, and Ye Lingyue, who was drowsy inside, was woken up.

She stretched her muscles and bones, and unexpectedly found that her mental strength had risen again.

I have to say that this coffin made of empty crystals is quite comfortable to lie down.

Wu Chong, this guy, has a bad temper, but her ability to move the coffin is first-class, and she didn't bump along the way, she didn't pay attention and actually fell asleep.

Ye Lingyue planned to tell Wu Chong that if he was not the ghost emperor anymore, he could consider changing his career to become a coffin man, and he would be able to make a lot of money.

As soon as his divine sense moved, the lid of the coffin, which was dozens of catties, was pushed open, and Ye Lingyue crawled out.

Seeing Ye Lingyue, who was full of energy after falling asleep, and then looked at the old man with a long face, Wu Zhong with a creditor's face, and the eyes of Boss He and He Laosan widened.

This, this has been making trouble for a long time, it turns out that the thirteen young people are not dead yet, so why does the ghost emperor want to let Bo Qing misunderstand that Hong Thirteen is dead?

"Boss He, Boss He, it's so good to see you again, I almost thought that I was going to die in the heavens of India. ”

The coffin made of obsidian crystal has a good soundproofing effect.

Ye Lingyue didn't know anything about what had just happened.

Seeing the ghost-like expressions of Boss He and Boss He, Ye Lingyue said hello very happily.

"Thirteen young people, it's okay if you're fine, just ...... thin" Before Boss He finished speaking, he received a murderous look from Wu Chong, and Boss He, who was used to being a businessman, was good at observing words and feelings, and hurriedly silenced.

The sect master of Bo Qing Shao is a man, and the thirteen young people are a woman, and the Ghost Emperor induces the Thirteen Young Men to be dead.

Could it be that the ghost emperor is ...... Boss He is also a profiteer, and thinking clearly about the thoughts of these young people is just a matter of minutes and seconds, and he suddenly realized.

It's amazing, Hong Thirteen is not only the confidant of the Phoenix King, but also ambiguous with the Ghost Emperor, this person is really amazing.

"What about the old lady of Bo Qing and the flame and the people of the Northern Xinjiang Mansion and Prince Hong?" Ye Lingyue found that when she woke up, the others were gone.

"They didn't find the artifact of the town faction, so they all left first. ”

Weak young sect master, I can only be sorry for you. He didn't dare to offend the Ghost Emperor.

Boss He had a clear conscience and erased the matter of Bo Qing desperately looking for Ye Lingyue.

His words really attracted Wu Chong's approval, Wu Chong nodded, and secretly thought in his heart, this Boss He is a figure who can make friends, and he can let the Killing Hall communicate with them more in the future.

"In the Taiyi faction, there are no town faction artifacts at all, we are all fooled, let's leave early. Ye Lingyue shook her head.

If it weren't for the fact that she had a big killing weapon like Qianding, ordinary people, even if they were a top master like Wu Chong, would have been sucked up of their flesh and blood when they encountered the evil weapon Lingmu Ding, and they would become the second head of Taiyi.

What kind of town sect artifact, it is clearly a pit dad demon weapon.

However, this trip to the Taiyi Secret Realm, in total, Ye Lingyue did not lose anything, not only found the Empty Yao Crystal as he wished, but also refined the instrument spirit, obtained the method of cultivating the instrument spirit, and broke through the spiritual power to Liuding.

It's a pity that the eight swords of Tianque were sacrificed by Wu Chong.

Ye Lingyue glanced at the Tianque Eight Swords behind Wu Chong with some unwillingness, pitiful, she didn't even have a spiritual weapon of the earth grade.

Ye Lingyue's sneaky eyes, how could Wu Zhong not notice it.

However, even if she lent Ye Lingyue a few guts, she didn't dare to fight the idea of Wu Chong's weapon.

This man is simply Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, he was seriously injured earlier, why did he turn around and be alive again.

Ye Lingyue suddenly shook her head and stared at Wu Chong's hand.

"Wu Chong! Your hands are already fine! You lie to me!"

This guy was clearly teasing her, and even let her serve her closely, and she was a slave girl for a few days.

Several of the Ghost Emperor's subordinates were all inexplicable.

The Ghost Emperor is injured?

Who doesn't know that Lord Ghost Emperor's physique is extremely strong, even if it is a serious injury, it can heal in a day and a night at most.

Seeing that Ye Lingyue's cheeks were bulging with anger, Wu Chong laughed loudly.

Seriously, he still misses the appearance of Ye Lingyue who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak when he was in Yin Zhongtian.

As soon as he was in a good mood, Wu Chong didn't bother to worry about this woman's small belly and chicken intestines with Ye Lingyue, and only thought about calculating his aura and elixir all day long.

Okay, just give her some compensation, as soon as Wu Zhong raised his hand, the heavy Nirvana Ding fell into his hand.

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