Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Great Joke

Shen Yu watched as the Xuan-level flying sword was directly frozen into an ice lump by the myriad sword light.

With a click, thin cracks appeared on the sword body, and even Shen Yu's divine sense was affected a little, and his eyes went black.

His lotus platform now has one hundred and ten lotus petals, and the stored spiritual power is several times that of an ordinary foundation building realm, which is not much more than that of a cultivator in the Kaiguang Realm.

However, in the face of the opponent's heaven-level magic weapon, it was still vulnerable.

Of course, if he completely used his Divine Sense of the Heart-Stirring Realm, the power of the flying sword could be increased a lot, but the key was that so many people were watching, and there were many masters of the Three Realms of Transformation among them, which was also too high-profile.

Moreover, didn't the Luo Bao Dragon Shark say that it had already been done?

“... Little one, why doesn't she have anything to do?"

"Hey, Shen Shen, you're so stupid... The lice spirit hasn't completely melted into her spiritual power, how can something happen?"

"I'll you... You didn't say it sooner!"

"You asked for it... After the lice essence takes effect, even the immortals can't find the slightest flaw!"

"The question is, when will it work... If I go down any further, I'll be cut down!"

"Come on..."

The consciousness exchange with the Luo Bao Dragon Shark was only over in an instant, and the sword light was already rushing towards him.

The air seemed to be frozen, and patches of crystal clear frost appeared in the air, no matter how strong Shen Yu's body was, they all started to swing at this time.

Wan Miaomiao's tone was gentle before, but she didn't hesitate to strike at this time, this sword, as long as it hits, Shen Yu is afraid that even his soul will be frozen, and he will never be lucky.

"Looks like I'm thinking too much..."

Qi Rong's face tightened, and he was about to make a move, when suddenly, the sword light in the air shook suddenly, and a long moan rippled in everyone's ears.

"Hmm... Oh..."

The thousands of people present looked at the young sect master standing behind the crystal with strange expressions.

"This voice seems to have been seen in a dream..."

Some of the young male cultivators' faces flushed slightly, and they involuntarily clamped their legs.

Those who are old and dignified hold their chins and are extremely surprised.

The appearance of the young sect master biting his lower lip and rubbing his legs against each other made them all a little more stony...

The dignified princess of the Tang Kingdom actually put on this appearance in front of the public, what does this mean?

At this time, Wan Miaomiao had been completely carried away by the sudden, irresistible itch.

The skin on his body has become extremely sensitive, and even the air can be clearly felt.

What she was wearing was a silk robe worth ten thousand gold, soft as nothing.

But when it flickered, it was still like thousands of tiny feathers, gently swaying there.

She reached out and scratched her waist lightly, letting out a long moan again.

But it seems that through the clothes, there is still something unfinished...

"Miaomiao, what's wrong? No, something is going to happen!"

On the high platform on the sidelines, Wan Yue was a little stunned by this sudden change, but he quickly came to his senses, looked at the envoy of the Tang King beside him, stood up with a long face and swept towards the stage.

However, before he could enter, there was a soft sound in his ears, and several pieces of soft silk brocade floated up, and the sound of uniform inhalation was heard all around.

"Shhhhh

Wan Miaomiao's eyes were full of confusion, and she had directly tore off the silk robe on her body, revealing a skin covered with frost and snow, and she was scratching the beauty with her hand, letting out a long moan.

"No... Miaomiao, you're crazy!"

All of this happened too quickly and too strangely, causing a moment of silence in the venue, only Wan Yue's roar slowly echoed.

Shen Yu also seemed to be stunned... After retreating more than ten steps in a row, he stopped when he reached the place where the Enlightenment Sect was, and looked at it with a look of surprise, even the flying sword that had cracked forgot to recall.

In the next moment, Wan Yue had already rushed to Wan Miaomiao's side, stretched out his hand, and put a Taoist robe on her, and then slapped her down, directly knocked her to the ground, and took her back.

When he arrived on the stage, his spiritual power surged, probed into her body, and cut her wrist, stained it with blood, and sniffed it on the tip of her nose.

Looking at his daughter like this, she should have been infected with some kind of obscene poison, this drug will remain in the blood, and it will cause spiritual disorders, which is very easy to distinguish.

Beside him, the envoy of the Tang King with a face like a crown of jade and a polite demeanor watched quietly, without saying a word, but he was also a little surprised in his heart.

I just gave the crown princess, and this kind of thing happened... How does this end?

"The point is, this thing is really a bit inexplicable, okay, why did you suddenly start a commotion? Could it be that this kid is making trouble? But how is it possible?"

He looked up at Shen Yu, who had already retreated to the sidelines, swinging all over.

Previously, there were more than 20 meters between the two sides, what medicine could be so far away and reach the opponent in an instant?

His face was cloudy, but after a moment, there was a hint of murder.

Wan Miaomiao was bare-chested and exposed in front of thousands of people, and her ugliness was exposed, the position of the crown princess would definitely not be kept, King Tang's plan was important, but the face of the royal family could not be lost.

Now, the key is to find the culprit, otherwise, even he will not be able to confess.

Whether this kid did it or not, since he is playing against Wan Miaomiao, he can't get rid of it!

And the Enlightenment Sect behind him naturally has to take responsibility.

If you plan it well, you may be able to atone for your sins because of this.

Wan Yue was also very anxious, but Wan Miaomiao's spiritual power was smooth and abnormal, there was nothing unusual, and the same was true for the blood, this, what the hell is going on?

"Come back!"

Qi Rong had already come back to his senses and greeted Shen Yu in the audience.

This thing is really a bit weird, I'm afraid that something big will happen, and this little guy is just afraid that he will be implicated.

But even he didn't think that this matter would be related to Shen Yu, he just thought that he was at the right time and happened to be in trouble.

Unlike others, his previous divine consciousness had never left Shen Yu for a moment, so he naturally knew that this person had no chance to make such a trick.

No medicine, no matter how formless and colorless it is, under the divine consciousness, even a trace of air current, it cannot escape observation.

Twenty meters away, there was no other movement, absolutely nothing!

Shen Yu seemed to be really frightened, and only after a while did he turn around and walk towards the stage.

As soon as he took two steps, a cold scolding came from behind him: "Stop!"

"Come on, take this person down for me! The people of the Enlightenment Sect are not allowed to move without permission! Violators will be killed directly!"

The envoy of the Tang King had already stood up at some point, his face was solemn, and he waved his hand lightly in the direction where the Enlightenment Sect was located.

"Whoa!"

Beside him, eight guards in pale gold armor bowed in response, and then summoned their flying swords and shot them at a rapid pace.