Chapter 18 Maintenance of King Leng

"Shut up!" Baili Yu, the old man of Shendan Valley, was furious:

"Master Youying, how could a little baby like you who has not grown all hairs be able to make judgments? Hey, pity the great reputation of our Magical Medicine Valley, which is given to you by the little disciples who are unwilling to concentrate on their studies and ignorant. destroyed."

Baili Yu's words were extremely serious. After all, he was a senior from the same family, and the Ninth Princess would not dare to say more.

It's just that the way she looked at Feng Xingying was full of jealousy at the moment.

After a while, as if to confirm what Nangong Yulian said, the face of the little prince, Nangong Zhuo, turned red like fire, followed by vomiting.

Feng Xingying remained calm and didn't say anything to explain, the silver needle in his hand flickered as fast as lightning, and quickly touched the boy's body.

This time, his face finally returned to normal.

It was just that the vomiting did not stop, and now he even coughed up blood.

The blood that Nangong Zhuo coughed up was black and red, and it smelled a little rancid.

"Brother Crown Prince, don't hesitate. Brother Zhuo's life is at stake. He is the person that the father cares most about. If there are three long and two short ones." The nine princesses reached out and grabbed Nangong Chu's sleeve.

Nangong Chu's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Miss Youying, you must give Gu a reasonable explanation."

"No time!" Feng Xingying is still me.

Nangong Chu's face became more and more gloomy.

In the entire Dali country, he has never met a woman who dared to reject him in person. She was unhappy, and she refused twice in a row, obviously not taking him as a prince.

It's still strange. When he saw Youying, he couldn't help it. The more she rejected him, the more he felt that she was like the person in his memory, and the more he cared about her.

But now, this woman is disobedient, and Nangong Chu also wants to show a strong side.

Nangong Chu raised his right hand and was about to wave it, but stopped out of thin air.

In the sky, I saw a lion-shaped mount with a pitch-black background and a golden cloud pattern on the top of its forehead, carrying a man in a black robe, slowly descending.

Nangong Chu's hand did not dare to move rashly, but instead clasped his fist naturally:

"I didn't know that Brother Qin was coming, and the younger brother was far away to welcome him."

The Ninth Princess is a pair of delicate eyes, all falling on the man, full of affection, soft as spring water, and can't be moved away. All the hostility, all the anger, all melted into a shy smile the moment I saw him.

The person who came from was the most famous king of different surnames in the Dali Kingdom, the cold king Qin Molin.

Prince Nangong Chu was originally quite outstanding in the crowd. With his white horse, he stood out from the crowd, like a prince charming.

But as soon as Qin Molin appeared, he seemed to be eclipsed a lot.

It was the first time Feng Xingying saw Qin Molin's mount, so he couldn't help squinting and looking up and down a few times, his mount was actually the legendary super spirit beast Moyu Lion King.

As far as Qin Molin's mount is concerned, I am afraid that even the emperor of the Dali Kingdom will not be able to match, and his identity may not be simple.

For Nangong Chu's active greeting, Qin Molin did not open his mouth, nodding was a response, and he did not explain his intention.

It's just that the position he was standing in happened to stand in front of Feng Xingying.

If the prince wants to do something, he has to pass his level first, and the intention of returning to protect is obvious.

"Could it be that His Royal Highness Leng Wang actually met Miss Youying?" Nangong Chu said with a smile.

Qin Molin obviously didn't want to answer his question, so he just stood there, his lip lines closed, and the invisible pressure forced people to step back.

Nangong Chu shrunk continuously, but he didn't care at all, after all, that person was King Leng. To be able to nod at him has given him enough face.

...

"what!!!"

The miserable and suppressed cry came from the mouth of the young man in front of Feng Xingying, and it sounded extremely intimidating.

Accompanied by the miserable screams, there was a little bit of dazzling thunder light that condensed into a ring above his head.

Nangong Zhuo, this trash who was ridiculed by others has really awakened, and he is a gold spirit!

Just when the boy opened his eyes and said "thank you" moved, Feng Xingying's shadow was long gone.

The name of the alchemist Youying, also because of the awakening of King Xiaoping, resounded throughout Ningzhou City.

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