Chapter 701: Hostility to Chu Xi

Maybe it was because the other party deliberately hid it, Ling Chuxi didn't see the other party's strength, but he guessed that it would not be too weak.

Just as Ling Chuxi was looking at each other, they also looked at Ling Chuxi and the others, Ye Qingyun's eyes glanced at the few people, and finally stayed on Ling Chuxi's face, and then looked at her, and each withdrew his gaze.

Although the expressions of the two sides were as usual, Ling Chuxi clearly felt that there was obviously a bit of hostility and even killing intent in Ye Qingyun's gaze looking at him. I wondered in my heart, I don't think I've ever seen him, I haven't offended him, right? Why do you look like you rob him of his woman?

Ling Chuxi didn't know what to do, at the moment when she and Xie Wuji joined forces to get rid of Chu Fengyun, Ye Qingyun was standing by Qing Lingyan's side, watching everything that happened from afar.

Tianxing Sect and Cold Moon Palace are world friends, Ye Qingyun and Qing Lingyan have known each other since childhood, and have had a crush on her for many years. Seeing that Qing Lingyan had a deep hatred for Ling Chuxi, he wanted to find an opportunity to kill Ling Chuxi to curry favor with Qing Lingyan, but it was only because Qing Lingyan had other plans that he endured it.

Seeing Ling Chuxi now, it is natural to show hostility.

"Nine Princes, let me introduce to you, this young talent is Ye Qingyun, the young sect master of the Heavenly Star Sect, and this is Wei Wuji of the Xuanjian Sect. This is His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes, the first prince of Southern Xia, and the current Nine Princes. Just when Ling Chuxi was secretly puzzled, the envoy respectfully introduced to a few people.

It turned out to be a person from the Heavenly Star Sect, and when he saw Ye Qingyun, Ling Chuxi remembered Ye Qianhe, who was really a raccoon dog, and he was not a good person at first glance. Because of Ye Qianhe, Ling Chuxi even despised the Heavenly Star Sect.

No wonder he showed such a look just now, it turned out that it was because of Ye Qianhe, it seems that he was not ruthless enough last time, and the next time he has the opportunity to see him, he will not have any teeth left. Ling Chuxi naturally thought of Ye Qianhe's body, and did not have any connection with Qing Lingyan.

Poor old monster Ye, lie down the gun.

"You're good." Ye Qingyun held his head high and glanced at Fu Chengyu arrogantly.

By the way, didn't you say that there are still people from the Cold Moon Palace and the Temple? Ling Chuxi subconsciously looked around, but he didn't see anyone else.

"Passing the prize." Fu Chengyu said lightly. Although the status of the sect is transcendent, Fu Chengyu was born in the royal family and also has the majesty of the royal family.

"It turns out that you are Fu Chengyu, I have heard of you." Another disciple of the Xuanjian Sect was obviously much more humble in his attitude, neither humble nor arrogant, and he had the demeanor of everyone.

"A few people came from afar, and they were not well received." Fu Chengyu said to Wei Wuji with the gift of a warrior.

"Brother Fu is polite." Wei Wuji smiled calmly.

"Nine Princes, I wonder if Your Majesty is getting better?" The envoy said with some anxiety. It has been several days since he came to the capital of Nanxia, but he has been hanging in the post house, and he has not even seen the face of the empress, and the news from Dinglin is getting worse and worse, how can he not be in a hurry?

Fu Huayi is now wearing the mask that Ling Chuxi had just made a few days ago, although it is not as delicate as Mu Liufeng's before, but it is also vivid, how can it be much stronger than the dead face that she tossed out by herself, and it looks no different from an ordinary handsome girl. The envoy had only seen the painting, but had never seen her in person, so he did not recognize her.

"This ...... Much better......" As soon as he talked about the condition of Her Majesty the Empress, Fu Chengyu had a black line in his head.