Chapter 452: Venerable Saint Lingfang

"It's a bit difficult, but it can be solved." Yang Chen felt it for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he was already very tired, and his eyes were even more depressed. "Yang, Brother Yang, do you have a way?" Lan Ling was still a little uncomfortable because of the previous faux pas, and she was also slurring and vomiting when she spoke. Yang Chenwen smiled, "Naturally, there is a way, but it will take a while." "The White Tiger's methods are very vicious, not only sealing Ling Fang's cultivation with a talisman array, but also arranging a powerful talisman array on the incense car to make it difficult for Ling Fang to leave, and he can only live in the small space of the incense car. What's even more powerful is that he also arranged a powerful seal on Lan Ling's body, this seal can transmit Lan Ling's thoughts, if there is a slight resistance, the seal will be activated, and his head will hurt as if it is about to crack. This is to completely control Ling Fang, and he can only be at his mercy, otherwise Yan Hu would not be arrogant to such a degree.

Yang Chen hesitated, "That big man is left here by the White Tiger, right?" Lan Ling pondered for a moment, "Yan Hu's cultivation is extremely high, and now that the Venerable Saint has been sealed again, I ......" "You want to bring him here." Lan Ling didn't finish speaking, but heard Yang Chen say with a smile. "Well, I have a solution. Lan Ling showed a knowing smile, although she couldn't see Yang Chen's cultivation, but Yang Chen was worthy of her trust.

The Divine Sense of the Comprehension Fu Array was extremely tired, and Yang Chen cultivated for a while before he could recover the seven-seven-eighty-eight. Let Lan Ling go to Yan Hu, while Yang Chen continued to comprehend the sealing talisman array on Ling Fang's body, those flashing small needles inserted around her navel were actually extremely powerful artifacts, called soul needles, which could seal the cultivator's divine sense, so that she could not mobilize the vitality in her body, just like a waste person.

Not long after, Yan Hu came arrogantly, stood outside the incense cart and did not see the courtesy, and said in a loud voice: "I don't know what Ling Fang Venerable has to say to me?" Ling Fang put down the teacup in his hand, smiled coquettishly, and said softly: "I just want to have a cup of tea with Venerable Yan Hu, and please ask Venerable Yan Hu to appreciate his face." As he spoke, he stood up and walked out of the incense cart, Yan Hu was startled, Bai Hu had told him that once Ling Fang was able to get out of the incense cart, it meant that she had gotten rid of the trap and wanted to leave as soon as possible. Seeing that Yang Chen and the others were still in the incense cart just now, he was already a little suspicious, and he didn't expect that Ling Fang had really unlocked the sealing talisman array! Could it be that Ling Fang had really reached the point where he could compete with the Holy Monarch as the White Tiger Saint Monarch said? Yan Hu quietly took a step back, already intending to retreat.

But when Ling Fang walked to the side of the incense car, his hand just touched the curtain and fell to the ground with a roar, and even the chair next to him was overturned, and his forehead was bleeding under the collision. Ling Fang groaned and shouted for Lan Ling, but he didn't see Lan Ling go in to support Ling Fang, and when he looked back, he didn't see any trace of Lan Ling, and he didn't know where he went?

Ling Fang held on a few times and didn't get up, and then used his hand to help the chair next to him, and the chair also fell down, as if he intended to go against Ling Fang, Ling Fang moaned sadly and mournfully, like a kitten was caught in the tail and was very pitiful. Yang Chen, Hua Tiancheng, and Bing'er in the incense car had angry faces, standing there like stone people. Yan Hu suddenly understood that Bing'er had arrested Yang Chen and Hua Tiancheng with the intention of settling personal favors, but he didn't expect that even he was treated as a prisoner, how could any of the three of them not be annoyed with Ling Fang.

Just when Yan Hu's thoughts were flying, he heard Ling Fang whisper: "Venerable Yan Hu help me, I can agree to any request you have." Seeing Ling Fang's fragile appearance, Yan Hu's defense line in his heart immediately relaxed, not to mention that he already had bad intentions for Ling Fang, at this time, Ling Fang said this, didn't take the opportunity to start? Yan Hu immediately slowed down, the White Tiger Saint Monarch would never say useless words to himself. I heard Ling Fang say again: "You just stand outside and help me." Looking at the thin curtain like cicada wings swaying in the breeze Yanhu's heart also swayed, the incense car did not dare to go in, but it was also good to touch Ling Fang's hand through the curtain, and then through the curtain to see Ling Fang's faintly visible soft waist felt elegant, as in the clouds and fog.

"I'll help you up. Through the gauze curtain, he couldn't reach Lingfang, Yan Hu lifted the gauze curtain and stepped in. "I ......" Yan Hu grabbed Ling Fang's hand in his hand, but he felt that it was as warm as jade, extremely soft, like a bowl of gentle soup, even the bones were crispy when he drank it in his stomach, his legs and feet were a little weak, and one foot and the other foot actually stepped in. He secretly laughed at himself in his heart, after countless ups and downs, he couldn't stand the tenderness of Ling Fang's hand, and at this time, he saw Ling Fang raising his head and looking at him, his eyes were like a clear spring fluctuating ripples, and Yan Hu immediately looked stupid.

Suddenly, Yan Hu felt a pain in his palm, like being stung by a bee, and after the pain, there was a feeling of paralysis, like stepping into a hot spring and the feeling of paralysis flowed to the whole body in an instant. Then Yan Hu saw that Yang Chen was like a gust of wind floating towards him, he was holding a strange sword in his hand, like a silver flute but with a sword edge, the cold light flashed and shocked Yan Hu's heart, but he couldn't move it, knowing that it was already Ling Fang's way, fear and remorse were intertwined, his pupils shrank suddenly, and all he saw was the streamer sword in Yang Chen's hand. Shocked, Yanhu had turned into a behemoth ice sculpture, standing there.

Ling Fang stood up and looked at a feather in his hand, which exuded a faint fragrance, the fragrance of the faint flower. "You are so powerful, you are so vicious!" Ling Fang's admiring eyes had a faint resentment. "It's just a temporary paralysis, and it will disappear naturally after a while, and it won't kill him, we have to hurry up, otherwise Yanhu will have to go through a lot of trouble when he wakes up. Yang Chen chuckled and looked at Ling Fang's abdomen, where the faint whiteness and weak waist made Yang Chen dizzy for a while, Ling Fang's face was flushed, and he gently covered his lips with his hand shyly. "Then what should I do?" Ling Fang Qingling Yucui's voice came, Yang Chen immediately collected his thoughts, and said indifferently: "This skirt has to be removed." Painting Tiancheng and Bing'er understood that they had already come out of the incense cart to guard the outside, Lan Ling quietly appeared at this time, and secretly glanced at the inside of the incense car, out of the ice sculpture that Yan Hu had transformed, Yang Chen and Ling Fang were not close to each other, and the ambiguity made her heart hot, and she smiled knowingly.

"Then take it away. Ling Fang's face was flushed, and she looked even more delicate and charming. Yang Chen smiled secretly, only that Ling Fang was difficult to let go for a while, and he didn't expect it to be so refreshing, which made him a little embarrassed. "Then I'll take it away!" Yang Chen looked at Ling Fang with strange eyes, Ling Fang's pink face was shy, as if he was about to ooze blood, and hurriedly turned his head away.

Hearing only the sound of "snort", a horizontal opening had already been broken on Ling Fang's belly skirt, and a white and tender appeared in front of Yang Chen's eyes, Yang Chen's heart seemed to be about to ignite again, and he hurriedly shook his head and thought about how to crack the talisman array. The way Yang Chen made a move was completely beyond Ling Fang's expectations, and after being surprised, he opened his eyes and looked at Yang Chen. Yang Chen's eyes were fixed on her abdomen, unaware of her gaze. Ling Fang's skirt was a chest-length gauze skirt wearing a short shirt, but she wanted to take off the skirt completely, so that her entire body would be completely exposed in front of Yang Chen, and she also made a lot of determination to agree, but she didn't expect it to be just like this, Dong Dong's heartbeat suddenly slowed down, but there was an indescribable joy in her heart.

Yang Chen suddenly stretched out his right hand, and an ice hole immediately broke on the ice sculpture that Yan Hu turned into, Yan Hu's belly and navel were completely exposed, and the gray fur looked disgusting. Yang Chen didn't seem to see it, his eyes roamed between Ling Fang's navel and Yan Hu's navel, alternating between softness and disgust, if Bing'er saw it, he would definitely vomit for a while. Suddenly, Yang Chen's hand was like the wind, as if threading a needle, there was a faint flash of silver light, and in an instant, the wind was calm, Yang Chen sat down on the ground soundly, and a layer of fine beads of sweat secreted from his forehead.

Ling Fang felt the pores all over his body open at this time, like the incomparable comfort of the spring breeze and rain, surging towards him, and the power that had disappeared for a long time gushed out of his body like a tide. Her breath grew stronger and stronger, like a rising tide. A violent air flow swept up in the incense cart, and the curtain opened in all directions. Yang Chen's figure flickered, and he put one hand around Ling Fang's waist and instantly walked out of the incense car. "Do you want to kill us like this?" Yang Chen looked nervous as if he was blaming, and there was a trace of tiredness in his eyes. Ling Fang immediately suppressed the ascent of cultivation, the tide subsided, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be calm again. "I actually forgot!" Ling Fang smiled, her embarrassed look could not hide the joy from the bottom of her heart.

In a confined space, there is a man sitting quietly with a face like a knife carved in stone, and the sharp edges and corners cannot hide his handsomeness, even if he sits cross-legged here, it gives people a sense of fluttering immortals. At this time, his eyes opened suddenly, as if he had opened the window of heaven and earth, and it seemed that he could gain insight into it.

"Ling Fang, how could you ......" The thick eyebrows frowned slightly, a few lines appeared on his forehead, and then disappeared, and he closed his eyes again, as if he had never opened them.