Chapter 97: If Leng Mingyue is pampered

Maybe some of the words are too ambiguous, and people's eyes when they look at Leng Mingyue and Shen Lichuan are also a little more intriguing.

Not to mention whether these two people are looking at each other correctly, at least in the next few days, their daily routines will be synchronized.

Shen Lichuan needless to say, a holy and immortal appearance is enough to turn sentient beings upside down.

Leng Mingyue is not bad, the weak wind blows the willows and is too shy, and the eyes of the young men in the field are eager to stick to her.

Such a combination of handsome men and beautiful women get along in close proximity, what if there is a spark of love?

"Your Highness can't go to Lengfu." Take a step forward and take a tough attitude:

"He is the Holy Son of the Temple, and he has a special physique, and he needs to practice and recuperate in the unique environment of the Temple, not in the Cold Mansion!"

Laifu's doll face was serious, and his head was straight.

His Highness still has residual ghost qi in his body, and he must recuperate in the temple for a period of time before he can recover his previous state.

Leaving the temple is extremely dangerous for His Highness.

Miss Leng can only follow His Highness to the temple!

The sentence "unique to the temple" pressed back the words that Leng Huai had come to his lips.

Everything in the Temple of God comes from the Kingdom of the Supreme God.

Lengfu, the richest man in a third-class country, can't replicate a branch hall even if he tries all his financial resources.

He turned his head to look at Leng Mingyue, who looked like an outsider, and his tone was embarrassed: "But my cousin's reputation is ......."

Although the folk customs of Yan Kingdom are not so strict, and women can also show their heads and even take charge of the family business, they have not yet reached the point of being strong.

An unmarried woman, under the same roof as a man, is a person who will have a reverie.

"Leng Gongzi." On the face of Queen Yan's luxurious makeup, there are three more points of puzzlement:

"You mean, the emperor of this palace will ...... your cousin"

Speaking of this, Empress Yan was stunned, and after taking a good look at Leng Mingyue, she said, "Is it wrong?" ”

This pause fully shows that in the eyes of the world, how high Leng Mingyue is that he can't climb Shen Lichuan.

"It's really interesting to be cold." The bold lady of the family whispered:

"With Leng Mingyue's identity, even if His Royal Highness the Holy Son pampered her, it would be a blessing for her to cultivate in three lifetimes, and the Holy Son may not be willing to touch her!"

This drew a nod from most people.

The Leng family is too worried, if His Royal Highness the Holy Son really wants to pamper a beauty, Leng Mingyue, who doesn't even have cultivation, really has to go back a little.

Taking 10,000 steps back, if Leng Mingyue was really pampered, she would probably be happier than anyone else.

"You-" Duan Ying slapped the table, her little temper came up, she didn't allow anyone to belittle her niece like this!

Even the old prince Shen on the Phoenix Terrace frowned unhappily.

"Auntie, sit down." Leng Mingyue smiled slightly, and the delicate melon seed face was light:

"Then go to the Holy Temple."

Others don't know how to open the ghost trapping chain, she has been living for 90,000 years, so she naturally knows.

Once the ghost trapping chain is locked, either one party dies and the chain opens.

Either after seven days and seven nights, the chain will be automatically released.

This ghost hunting chain is indeed real, and she doesn't know if it has a big effect, at least the refiner who created this thing is quite silly.

That Han Han just captured the strongest strength of one person and one ghost, and forced the two to fight one-on-one.

This statement seems to avoid the destruction of human lives, but it also greatly limits the tricks of both sides.

For example, if the tethered human is a warrior, that's easy, just raise your fist and you're done.

In case there is a magician who is good at long-range combat, such a short distance, the magician is afraid that he will dig up the graves of the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Han Han refiner.