"Little county lord, cultivating evil skills is a taboo in the palace, and you, as the county lord of the palace, have to set an example, how can you practice secretly?"

Fang Zheng frowned slightly, Bao Jingyi's strength was well known to the entire palace, and the terrifying aura she exuded now was definitely not as unbearable as she showed on weekdays, and it was also strong... Palpitation.

"Are you so sure I've secretly practiced evil skills?"

Bao Jingyi sneered, and her low head suddenly raised.

Fang Zheng was startled, and even if his cultivation was not thin, he couldn't help Bao Jingyi's eyes.

Heavy pupils!

Her eyes actually had four pupils at this moment, and each two pupils overlapped each other, mixed with a hint of gloomy aura, which looked extremely bewitching.

"It turned out to be a heavy pupil, could it be that the weakness of the little county lord on weekdays is disguised? The red blood whip is just one of her spiritual weapons?"

"It seems to be pretended, otherwise the little county lord wouldn't have rushed to the stage like this to compete in martial arts?"

"I'll just say that how could such a calm person as King Wujun do such a thing as a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, it turns out that recruiting relatives is fake, and it is true to prove it for the little county lord!"

Everyone under the ring was talking, and Bao Xinghe and his wife naturally listened to these words.

The two walked from the top of the ring to the center of the ring, and when they saw Bao Jingyi's eyes, Bao Xinghe's face was sometimes frowning and sometimes ruddy, I didn't know whether they were happy or angry, and asked her tentatively:

"You...... Double-opened?"

Bao Jingyi nodded indifferently and raised the black cloth armor in her hand towards the two of them.

Those who have double pupils must be double-layered openers, but double-layered openers may not be able to double pupils.

Warriors can use their eyes to communicate with hell and sense higher-grade spiritual weapons.

"What grade of spiritual weapon is it?"

Bao Xinghe suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked at the black cloth armor with a light in his eyes.

"No frets. Bao Jingyi said coldly.

"No grade, how can a spirit weapon not have a grade?" Bao Xinghe's eyebrows condensed slightly.

"The grade doesn't matter, the one that can kill people is a good spiritual weapon. ”

Bao Jingyi's face was cold, she stepped forward to avoid Bao Xinghe and his wife, and instantly came to Fang Zheng's face:

"I told you to come over, didn't you hear?"

Fang Zheng's face was slightly stunned, and then he smiled coquettishly:

"The little county lord don't bully the slave family, even if you are a double-open martial artist, your cultivation is just not in the stream, and you still have no chance of winning against a third-rate late stage like the slave family!"

"Dead shemale!"

Bao Jingyi sneered, a trace of disgust burst out of her eyes, and with a wave of her small hand, the black cloth armor in her hand broke away from her hand, and kept getting bigger, like a giant fishing net expanding the ring and rushing towards Fang Zheng.

Although there was a hint of surprise, Fang Zheng still did not hurry to sacrifice the ink dragon staff.

"Bun ......"

Wang felt that the situation was not good and wanted to reach out to stop it, but Bao Xinghe hurriedly stopped: "Don't mess around, watch it." ”

Seeing the rare solemn frown of her husband, who had always followed her, Wang had to look at the two in the ring blankly.

In the center of the ring, Bao Jingyi seemed to be playing a game of cat and mouse, just reaching out and drawing her fingers in the air, and the black cloth armor grew larger and full of sharp and small blades, although these blades were small but tightly arranged, constantly chasing Fang Zheng.

And at this moment, the ink dragon staff seemed to be out of order, and did not listen to Fang Zheng's control, so that it could not bloom the iron flower, not to mention that it ran in the face of the cloth armor, and if it couldn't run, it collapsed to the ground, and there was a convulsion.

A straight scepter, a powerful spiritual weapon that could be easily subdued with a killing knife, actually lowered its head in front of a piece of cloth armor, and the convulsive appearance was like the feeling of a human warrior when facing a strong man.

Fear! Fear from the bottom of my heart!

"King Jun, what ......grade of spiritual weapon does the bun belong to?"

Wang was shocked and didn't dare to mess around anymore, what happened in front of her was simply too incredible for her.

"I don't know. Bao Xinghe frowned slightly, shook his head and stared.

"Isn't the cloth armor a defensive artifact, why does it run over Fang Zheng?"

"Who knows? I didn't expect it...... The little county lord is so powerful...... It's really hidden......"

Everyone looked at Bao Jingyi differently, in the past, even if they took into account her identity as the county lord, they would secretly talk about her behind her back, and even look down on her, but judging from the spiritual weapons that erupted today......

Hiss...... An unpopular martial artist chased a third-rate late-stage master and ran all over the ring...... This achievement, apart from a few other palace madmen, who in their group can do it?

"Little county lord, spare your life, slave family...... I can't run......"

Soon, Fang Zheng surrendered completely, and the huge cloth armor surrounded him in the center, and the sharp blades on the cloth armor were aimed at every corner of his body.

"Get your face clean and don't kill. ”

Bao Jingyi's eyes contained a murderous aura that seemed to be absent.

"No...... No......" Fang Zheng gritted his teeth.

"You only have three breaths of time, outdated, kill!" Bao Jingyi's eyes were cold.

Fang Zheng hesitated slightly, suddenly stood up suddenly, and said with a firm gaze:

"If you want to kill you, kill it, the slave family is not against you, and I admit that I died at your hands, but it is impossible for the slave family to wipe the makeup on his face, and the faith must not be shaken!"

"Baozi, it's good to win, Fang Zheng has followed this king for many years, and has made a lot of contributions, don't mess around. Bao Xinghe couldn't stand it anymore and dissuaded.

Bao Jingyi turned her head and looked at him coldly, Bao Xinghe felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"Buns...... You are unwell, if so, go back to the courtyard and rest as soon as possible. ”

Sensing the strange atmosphere between the father and daughter, the Wang family was distressed, his baby daughter, as a double-layer martial artist, has always been unpopular in the palace, not to mention being pointed out by outsiders, and even Bao Xinghe has never given her a good look, and now it is reasonable to show her strength and be on the bar with her father.

"Do you want to rebel!" Bao Xinghe scolded angrily, and his body was filled with a faint innate aura.

"The surname is Bao, Baozi is still young, you can accuse her on weekdays, do you want to let you scold her at will if she shows such a good talent today?" Wang stared at Bao Xinghe fiercely, and pulled Bao Jingyi's arm to protect her.

"Let go. Bao Jingyi glanced at Wang with a cold eye.

"Baozi, I'm my mother, it's all because the surname Bao has wronged you. ”

Wang's eyes were red, and he said: "I beat and scolded you again and forced you to get married, we don't have this grievance, it's a big deal for us to go, leave this Wujun Palace, and go back to my mother's house with my mother." ”

Bao Jingyi, Ao no, it was Qin Hao's gaze, and he felt the strong aura of love for his daughter from Wang's body, which made his heart soften for a moment.

This long-lost feeling, once on Earth, he also felt it.

The curse has not been lifted, and if he wants to help Bao Jingyi resolve this illusory crisis, Qin Hao has only one choice.

Get on her body!

As long as the soul body is invaded into Bao Jingyi's body, he can use her body to compete for her.

"Buns, stop when you click, don't hurt other people's lives. ”

Situ Yun's ethereal voice came from under the ring, giving Qin Hao a look that could be stopped.

Qin Hao waved his hand, and the black cloth armor instantly became smaller, and the blade on the cloth armor disappeared in an instant.

The cloth armor fell lightly into Qin Hao's hands, and Bao Jingyi's body also fell asleep at this moment.

Bao Xinghe's eyes were quick, and he reached out and steadily caught her body that was about to fall, as a father, it was fake to say that he was not worried.

"Let go, let me come!"

Wang retreated him, glanced at him, and gently hugged Bao Jingyi in his arms.

"Baozi, don't scare your mother. ”

Wang stretched out his hand and put it on Bao Jingyi's nose tremblingly: "It's okay, there's still gas." ”

"He's just falling asleep, I think it's caused by overexertion, and it's no big deal if he's cultivated. Bao Xinghe looked at the Wang family helplessly, the Wang family is good at everything, the family is good, and the nature is cheerful, but he dotes on his daughter too much, which makes him a headache.

Suddenly, a red silk rushed towards the direction of the ring from the outside and wrapped Fang Zheng tightly, and Fang Zheng's originally sluggish face instantly showed joy and cheered loudly:

"Faith! You're here to save the slaves?"

Everyone looked around in a panic but didn't see anyone's figure, and the direction of the red silk connection was constantly moving, making it impossible to tell where the person was coming from.

"The slave family thanked King Wujun for his love and left Fangzheng's life, and since the farce was over, the slave family left first with the disciples who did not become a weapon. ”

The voice seemed to come from all directions, and it couldn't find the source, so it disappeared mysteriously, and along with the voice, Fang Zheng, who was taken away by Red Aya.

For this mysterious man, people don't see him, only hear his voice...... But just hearing her voice, the warriors present trembled slightly, and none of them dared to make a sound.

"Don't panic, she came here without malice, the competition is over, let's go back to practice martial arts." ”

Bao Xinghe frowned slightly, and it seemed that even he was helpless against the owner of the voice......