Chapter 97 Leng Feiran's Sixth Sense

The Nine-One Star chessboard was solid and large in area. Han Bingqing waved it like a shield.

Bai Ying could not take it down for a long time.

The two fought back and forth, and only heard the sound of "clang clang clang!"

But at this moment, a white light flashed in the air.

A peach blossom hydrangea condensed with spiritual energy rushed straight towards her.

Han Bingqing was busy guarding against Bai Ying, and the hydrangea hit her head directly.

"Bang!"

The hydrangea turned into a rich white charm, completely covering Han Bingqing.

Bai Ying immediately jumped out of the circle and looked at Han Bingqing, quite puzzled.

Is this Crown Princess so unlucky?

Can she be hit by a meteor?

Han Bingqing was standing there, motionless.

The chessboard in her hand also fell to the ground at the same time.

She froze here.

Bai Ying put away the dagger, and she came over and asked blankly: "You... Hahaha, you are so unlucky, I am laughing to death.

Are you not dead?"

Han Bingqing gradually recovered her consciousness, she looked at the sky in confusion, and then she realized the danger!

A group of fast-moving beasts are rushing here at a high speed.

"You stay here by yourself, haha!"

Han Bingqing picked up the chessboard and fled like a fly.

"Wait for me! We haven't decided the winner yet!"

Bai Ying seemed to realize the crisis, and she hurried to follow.

The hydrangea has been broken, and the charm has dissipated.

After the Suanni came here, they completely lost their signs.

They dug the soil here in boredom, and then began to patrol this holy land according to their previous habits.

Han Bingqing, who fled far away, did not look for the inheritance of the emperor along the way. After all, she got rid of Bai Ying, found a cave, and meditated quietly in it.

She was quiet on the surface, but her heart was already churning.

For some reason, her mind was full of the beautiful Yue Qingling.

The more she tried to clear her mind, the more she couldn't get rid of it.

Finally, Han Bingqing lay on her back on the ground and sighed helplessly.

It was over.

She had completely fallen in love with Yue Qingling.

Let's just love.

This man was the only man she didn't feel sick after contacting.

As the Crown Princess of Fire Phoenix Country, she thought she could be in love with the Crown Prince Qin Yingzhong.

But she was born with severe mysophobia, and she would feel sick as soon as she held her husband's hand.

She couldn't stand lying with a man at all, let alone consummating the marriage and having children.

After being married to the Crown Prince for two years, she was still a virgin.

Qin Yingzhong had countless concubines and concubines, so how could he have time to cultivate feelings with her?

Since you feel sick, I'll find someone else.

Han Bingqing could only stay alone in the empty room and meditate boringly.

In the end, she, the Crown Princess, was almost a guest of Qin Yingzhong.

The two of them treated each other as equals, but there was no affection between husband and wife.

Since she was frustrated in her relationship, Han Bingqing had to double her efforts in cultivation and work to seek compensation.

Her cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and she was one level higher than Qin Yingzhong.

So this time she came to the Jidao Holy Land, she was the leader.

But unexpectedly, she was not disgusted with Yue Qingling.

Knowing that this was the only man she could get in touch with, Han Bingqing was quite complicated.

She wanted to have a child, even if the child was not Qin Yingzhong's.

But she didn't want to give Yue Qingling a chance.

After she tested Yue Qingling, she felt like avoiding suspicion and left.

I thought this matter had to be discussed for a long time, but who knew that this hydrangea had Yue Qingling's strong charm.

Han Bingqing's heart had been completely captured.

This is not to say that Yue Qingling can use this charm to make anyone fall in love with him.

It's just because Han Bingqing already had a certain liking for him.

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“Peach Blossom Puppetry…”

Yue Qingling, who casually threw the puppet to hit the Crown Princess, was now making the most sophisticated plan with Lin Qingyu.

They also found a very safe cave, where they spent the remaining garbage time in the secret realm copy.

Of course, this garbage time was for Mei Guilun.

Yue Qingling and Lin Qingyu raced against time and had deduced the scene after going out countless times.

There were many things to consider in the plan made by Yue Qingling.

The first thing was to deceive Leng Feiran.

This was not easy.

As long as she left the Jidao Holy Land, Leng Feiran would not be able to sense Chan Nu, and she would realize the serious problem.

Of course, Yue Qingling could run away directly.

But Lin Qingyu would definitely not be able to escape the blame.

What worried Yue Qingling even more was that if he ran away like this, not to mention what would happen to Su Muxue who recommended him here, Huang Xinning would probably not have a good ending.

So he must not run away.

But if he didn't run away, he would have to face it.

Yue Qingling didn't think he could use his magic body to control Leng Feiran. The difference in strength was too great. The other party was in Xuanji Realm.

Then there was only one way, fake death.

To fake death, he had to die in front of Leng Feiran. It would be best if Leng Feiran beat him to death.

In this way, Lin Qingyu would not be responsible, and Huang Xinning and others would not be implicated.

How to fake death?

"Is puppetry really useful?"

Lin Qingyu frowned and asked worriedly.

"Let me try first."

Yue Qingling followed the instructions of the Heart Sutra and slowly gathered his energy. Finally, in front of him, a boy who looked exactly like him appeared.

At that time, Taohua Shui Niang just moved her hands and Leng Feiran's fake body appeared.

His strength was too low now, and forming this puppet made him breathless.

Lin Qingyu came to the puppet and looked at it carefully. She nodded and said, "It is exactly the same, but... can it speak?"

Yue Qingling stood up and looked at the puppet made of peach blossoms, quietly lost in thought.

"It can speak, and it can speak beautiful words!"

...

The training in Jidao Holy Land is finally coming to an end.

Three or four hundred young talents came in, and at the end, only seventy or eighty people were left.

It would be fine if it was just so tragic. Only four of the ten great emperors were inherited.

But it is God's will.

As the last great emperor, the Purple and Green Empress was neither sad nor happy in the face of such a result, and her tone was ethereal.

"Everyone, please leave."

Her Dharma image appeared again, like a giant standing tall, covering the huge Jidao Holy Land.

No matter where the cultivators were hiding, they turned into a green light and flew out of Jidao Holy Land after this sentence.

This is Zhongzhou, not another space.

The monks flew out of Zhongzhou and flew back to the previous camp.

Each went back to his own home, each looked for his own mother.

In the camp, Leng Feiran was holding her hands together, looking at the monks flying out with a serious face.

Ever since Yue Qingling entered the Jidao Holy Land, Chan Nu's contact has become extremely weak.

Later, Yue Qingling's presence could not be felt at all.

At the beginning, Leng Feiran thought that this might be the reason of Zhongzhou.

But a woman's sixth sense told her that there was probably an accident.

She couldn't say it was good or bad.

She even regretted letting Yue Qingling come to perform the mission.

What kind of emperor inheritance do you want?

Isn't it enough to practice slowly?

I heard that the beast inside is particularly fierce, don't kill it again.

Leng Feiran became more and more anxious and unbearable the more she thought about it.

She waited outside for four or five days without sleep.

Now, they finally came out.