Chapter 82: What the Hell?

Boom!

originally thought that after Yingzihe came out, there would definitely be a massacre, and even the high priest who was ready for death couldn't hold back it anymore.

His eyes turned white and he fell to the ground.

Who the hell is this?

Syllable!

Yingzi and the slap on Xiao Li's smooth fragrant shoulder, hugged her affectionately, and said with a smile:

"Sister Xiao Li, for your sake, how about I give you a chance?"

"What a chance." Xiao Li asked with a blank face, completely unaware of Yingzi He's blasphemy against himself.

Yingzihe said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that I came to Loulan this time, I came to propose, but after tossing for such a day, the serious matter of proposing marriage is about to be left behind, and the matter is almost over now, I should find a bride to go back." ”

Speaking of this, Yingzi looked at Xiao Li with glowing eyes, "Why don't you be my bride?" ”

Boom!

Someone fell to the ground again, and this time the person who fell and couldn't get up was a public loser.

Oh my son!

Do you know that she locked you up, and now you are proposing to her as if nothing happened, should you stay in the belly of the mountain all night, and you don't even have a brain?

Meng Tian was also at a loss, only Concubine Yan glanced at Ying Zihe thoughtfully, and there was a bit of doubt in her eyes.

"Dreaming." The high priestess struggled to her feet from the ground and replied in place of her goddess, "How can a mortal like you blaspheme her fairy body of a goddess? ”

"Ying Zihe, you don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, since you are out, then you have to kill or chop, listen to it!"

As he spoke, the head of the mantis was raised, and the three thousand green silks trembled, making a gesture of closing his eyes and waiting for death.

Xiao Li also reacted when he heard the words of the high priest. The slender waist twisted, came out of Yingzihe's hand, and turned around and came to the door.

Swish!

Ten delicate fingers flipped and condensed a series of magic seals, which landed on the gate, and the gate closed quickly.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the gate closed again, and an illusion arranged into a mountain wall was formed, blocking the gate below.

From now on, barring accidents, this door will never open again.

Syllable!

Yingzihe saw Xiao Li close the door, slapped his forehead, and said regretfully: "It's a pity, Sister Xiao Li, you actually closed this place, I originally thought that this place is so cool, if you have time, come to escape the heat!" ”

Boom!

When Gong Yiyi, who had just gotten up from the ground, heard this, he fell again, threw himself to the ground, and simply couldn't stand up.

"Yingzihe, what do you want to do?" Xiao Li's bright eyes looked at Ying Zihe and asked.

Yingzihe smiled, spread his hands, and said with an innocent face: "I have already said, I am here to propose marriage, and it is you who have made things so complicated." ”

"At this point, how do you end up?"

"Yingzihe, you are really shameless!" When the high priest heard Yingzihe's words, his delicate body trembled with anger, his cheeks turned white, and he said angrily.

Yingzihe smiled, grinned, showed his white teeth, and said, "Shameless? My teeth are white! ”

The snow-white teeth glittered in the sun, and the high priest and Xiao Li were so angry that their eyes turned white, and they almost didn't faint.

"Yingzihe, you remind me of a person." In the face of Yingzi and pretending to be confused, Xiao Lican's star-like eyes flickered, revealing a bit of reminiscence, word by word.

When Yingzihe heard this, he crossed his hands on his hips, hugged the Xuantie War Halberd in his arms, and asked in surprise: "Who do you think of, it won't be your lover, right?" ”

"Of course not." Xiao Li, who was originally somewhat childish, suddenly became a little mature, and a thick memory emanated from his body, "It's the Yellow Emperor." ”

"You are very similar to the Yellow Emperor back then, and people can't see through it."

Swish!

As she spoke, Xiao Li's body became illusory, and Xiao Pixiu, who was held in her arms, opened her mouth and spit out, and a golden dragon soul appeared.

Syllable!

The legendary dragon soul suddenly appeared, rushing towards Yingzihe, with all the scales and claws, exuding a majesty and sacredness.

went straight into Yingzihe's body, making a crisp sound.

The key to open the soldier demon god, the legendary dragon soul actually fell into the hands of Yingzihe.

Click!

Yingzi and the bones around her body made a crisp sound, and countless sweat oozed from her originally delicate and handsome face.

Suddenly, Yingzi and his body kept shaking, but his face changed almost earth-shatteringly.

was originally handsome, but with a somewhat childish appearance, a grandeur emerged. A supreme majesty spread out and fell in the eyes of everyone present.

In an instant, Concubine Yan and Meng Tian were in a trance in front of them, only to feel that what they were facing was not Yingzihe, but Yingzi and the unfathomable father - Qin Wangzheng.

Whew!

The fusion of the dragon soul and the prince laid a variable for Yingzihe's future, and Xiao Li's figure is constantly becoming illusory.

Xiao Pixiu, who was originally held in Xiao Li's arms, saw Xiao Li disappear in front of his eyes, and let out a somewhat poignant cry from his mouth.

"Yingzihe, we will definitely meet again, and when the time comes, I hope you can make a decision that satisfies me."

Xiao Li's figure continued to fade, and with the passing of the figure, the void was ethereal, leaving only the last word.

Syllable!

After saying this last sentence, Xiao Li's figure disappeared completely, and only a crystal clear item inlaid into a necklace remained.

In the center of the pendant is a small bottle, or sapphire, whose liquid swayes and shimmers in the sun.

Yingzi and the probe grabbed the tears of the goddess in their hands, and since they woke up, a trace of worry appeared on their faces, which had always been confusing.

But, it's just a fleeting moment!

"Alas!" grabbed the tears of the goddess, and Yingzihe sighed sadly, "It's a pity that such a good princess actually ran away." ”

Swish!

As he spoke, Ying Zihe's eyes turned, and his bright gaze fell on the high priest who was tied up by Concubine Yan with iron chains.

"Hey, High Priest, I came yesterday to propose marriage to you, and you have already accepted my dowry."

"How? Do you want to marry me or not, give me a word of approval? ”

When the high priest heard Yingzihe say this, his eyes blinked, and his bright eyes showed a bit of strangeness, he actually came for real!

"Do you think I still have a choice?" The High Priest puffed up his chest, sneered, and replied.

Yingzihe nodded in agreement and said, "It seems that too, you really don't have a choice!" ”