Ye Yingjie walked up to Ling Fengyun and glared at her angrily.

Ling Fengyun didn't even look at him, she stood there with dignity, as if the matter of raising noodles was as sparse and ordinary as eating.

It's better to raise a face than to be told that she is unwilling to be lonely and mess with men outside, well, she thinks so anyway.

She stood with her hands behind her back and looked at the indignant cultivators of the Southern Spirit Kingdom opposite: "What do you see?" You are all glaring like black corns, could it be that you are jealous of my Yanfu? As a monarch, I have this privilege, and it's useless for you to look at it if you don't like it. ”

"You are really salty and don't worry about eating turnips, just take care of your own one-third of an acre. The selection of the Remnant Yang Sect is imminent, with this time, it is better to cultivate more, after all, the glory of your Southern Spirit Kingdom is gone forever! In case you don't get a spot, how can you have the face to go back and repay your monarch? ”

The group of cultivators of the Southern Spirit Kingdom looked at Ye Yingjie with disdain, and they had already identified him as one of Ling Fengyun's faces.

"What are you watching him do? You don't think I'm talking about him as the first face, do you? She glanced at Ye Yingjie disdainfully: "He is strong on the outside and capable in the middle, I don't look down on him." “

Ye Yingjie's face turned red, in front of so many people, she said it so bluntly, she was too embarrassed!

The young cultivators behind Ling Fengyun looked at each other, did they miss something unbelievable? If they had known that Jun who had never been close to men had taken the initiative to become mortal, they should have recommended themselves earlier.

It seems that their bodies are much stronger than Ye Yingjie, so they should be able to enter the eyes of the monarch, right?

Seeing the group of cultivators in the Dongyue Kingdom looking at Ling Fengyun's fanatical gaze, Mu Tianzong frowned slightly, he walked up to Ling Fengyun and said rather embarrassedly: "The Remnant Yang Sect has not said that female disciples are not allowed to raise faces, but it is best not to be so high-profile. ”

"Okay, the misunderstanding is cleared, let's go back and rest!"

Those cultivators of the Southern Spirit Kingdom glanced at Ling Fengyun meaningfully before turning around and leaving.

Mu Tianzong looked at Ling Fengyun, then at Ye Yingjie, and coughed lightly: "You guys keep a low profile these days, otherwise there will be some trouble, and I won't be able to explain to the sect master." The laws of the Remnant Sun Sect are like a mountain, if you deliberately violate the rules of the mountain, then I can't help you. ”

"I understand, Elder Pastor's bother." Ling Fengyun said rather humbly.

After Mu Tianzong left, Ling Fengyun asked the group of cultivators from the Eastern Moon Kingdom to leave first.

On the empty square, the bright moon shined through the leaves, sprinkling the dappled moonlight on Ye Yingjie and Ling Fengyun.

Ye Yingjie grabbed Ling Fengyun, who was about to leave, and asked angrily, "Are you still raising noodles?" How can you do that? ”

Ling Fengyun lowered his eyes and looked at the hand holding his arm, and said coldly, "Let go!" ”

Her voice was cold and piercing, with an irresistible majesty, a far cry from the tone of daytime.

Ye Yingjie retracted his hand in embarrassment, and for some reason, after knowing that Ling Fengyun was still raising his face, he couldn't help but become irritable.

Ling Fengyun leaned in front of Ye Yingjie and whispered in a low voice: "I don't say that I raise a face, do you admit that I messed with you last night?" ”

Ye Yingjie's heart, which was teased by the warm breath, was tingling, and he just wanted to speak, but was preempted by Ling Fengyun.

"Didn't you avoid me like a femme fatale? I'm going to say it was you last night, and we didn't have anything happening last night, who would believe it? If you come out and beat me up, then won't I bring shame on myself in front of so many people? Ling Fengyun smiled at him, took a few steps back, and looked at him with his chest crossed.

"Besides, I didn't say that my face is you, you don't have to take a seat."

Ye Yingjie looked at her charming and enchanting eyes, and his heart was like a deer, and he couldn't say anything: "No...... I didn't deliberately avoid you...... I'm afraid that if we appear together, people will gossip even more......"

"So, I have to thank you? Thank you for leaving me there alone and being humiliated? ”

"No, I didn't mean that! I didn't expect that the group of people in the Southern Spirit Kingdom would deliberately insult you like that. Ye Yingjie hurriedly explained.

When he found out that something was wrong, he hurriedly found Mu Tianzong.

Ling Fengyun waited for a long time and didn't wait for what she wanted to hear, she took off the bag containing Mengyoucao from her waist and stuffed it into Ye Yingjie's hand: "Take your things yourself." Don't come to me if it's okay in the future! ”

Ye Yingjie held the bag in his hand, he had been mixed in the fat powder group all these years, how could he not know Ling Fengyun's careful thoughts.

But he still has a big revenge unavenged, the revenge of killing his father, the hatred of destroying the door, is the eternal pain in his heart, he only needs to close his eyes now, and the whole body in his mind is the scene of his father being pierced through his heart by ten thousand arrows, and he is drenched in blood.

He sat cross-legged on the steps of the square, took out the dark, strange-smelling elixir from his pouch, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After eating it, his body did not feel any discomfort, but felt that there was a warm current gathered in his dantian.

Early the next morning, Ye Yingjie woke up early, and this night, he finally had a good night's sleep.

He packed his bags and prepared to immediately descend the mountain and return to the north to leave the country. Before leaving, he didn't say hello to Ling Fengyun, and walked down the mountain alone in the mist.

North away from the country of Yandu.

Shen Manjiao received a letter from her father, who heard that she had traveled to Yandu in the north, so he asked her to enter the palace on behalf of Xiyuan to meet the new successor monarch of the country.

The letter also mentioned that the Southern Spirit Kingdom was about to move, and the wolf's ambitions were clearly revealed. The newly appointed monarch is a high-level cultivator, so let her find a way to get on good terms with him, and it is always good to have one more ally.

The corners of Shen Manjiao's mouth twitched, she didn't think that Zhong Wuge needed allies. Looking at him like Lao Tzu is the best in the world, I am afraid that when she enters the palace, she will only be despised by him to the dust.

After reading the letter, she threw it aside, stretched lazily, and hid in the quilt again, with no intention of getting up and entering the palace.

Xiao Ju, the palace maid who was waiting next to her, reminded softly: "Princess, Your Majesty urged the princess in the letter to enter the palace to meet the Flame Monarch earlier......"

"Eh, the new monarch must be very busy when he succeeds to the throne. It's early in the morning, people must be busy dealing with political affairs, how can I be so uninteresting to disturb people? Shen Manjiao yawned, waved his hand indifferently and said.

"But the slave maid heard that the Flame King stands at the gate of the city every day, and there is no political matter to deal with!"

Shen Manjiao gave her a blank look, why is this girl so dead-eyed? Didn't you see that her princess didn't want to see that Flame King?

As soon as she saw him, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as long as she thought of him treating other women so infatuatedly, she felt even more uncomfortable, so she simply couldn't see it and didn't bother.

Xiao Ju saw that Shen Manjiao turned over and fell asleep as if she hadn't heard it, she was anxious: "Princess, hurry up and get up and make up?" Presumably, at this moment, His Majesty's prayer has already been delivered to the Flame King's hands. ”

"What?" Shen Manjiao was so shocked that she sat up suddenly: "You guys are too bold!" How dare you hand him a prayer note without my consent! ”

Xiao Ju was so frightened that she knelt on the ground: "Princess, you are wronged!" The prayer was sent by His Majesty, and it did not pass through our hands. ”

His Majesty also knew the princess's lazy nature, but he was afraid that she would not go, so he personally sent someone to hand over the prayer note first.

Shen Manjiao had no choice but to get up and dress up with a bitter face.

Thinking of Zhong Wuge's eyes without temperature, she shivered inexplicably, his eyes were all disdainful, in his eyes, all their lives were probably inferior to a finger of the woman named Ji Qiannuan!

My father didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he had to let her curry favor with this cold-faced and cold-hearted man! They all said that after he went back, he would personally lead the troops to the border, and he would definitely beat those Nanling people who dared to invade to the ground!

Xiao Ju quickly dressed up Shen Manjiao, and fortunately brought a good pair of heads and faces when she went out, otherwise it would be too late to buy it now.

Shen Manjiao's originally beautiful face became more and more gorgeous after being dressed up.

Last time, Flame Jun said that he would let Shen Manjiao wear ice blue clothes again, so this time Shen Manjiao picked a peach-pink dress, which lined her with snow-white skin and excellent complexion.

After dressing up, she took a deep breath and set off with trepidation.