Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

Ye Chongyu and the others were like enemies, but Ling Qingxiao's face was cold, and they didn't even look in their direction. After Ling Qingxiao appeared, Luo Han was the only one in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to Luo Han. Luo Han lifted his skirt with one hand, stepped on the moonlight, and leaped towards Ling Qingxiao expertly: "You are here."

Ling Qingxiao took Luo Han's hand, and once he held it, he immediately tightened it. He pulled Luo Han behind him, only then finally turned his head and glanced at the people opposite him coldly.

"It's so courageous to count on heaven."

Luo Han was afraid of his misunderstanding, so he immediately picked himself up: "I'm curious about what they want to do, so I just follow along and have a look. I didn't plan to cooperate with them."

Ye Chongyu and others' eyes widened, and their faces were full of indescribable expressions. Ling Qingxiao held Luo Han's hand, scanned her body, and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No." Luo Han dismissed it, "They can't do it one by one, it's boring to fight."

Ling Qingxiao nodded and said softly, "If you want to practice your skills, go back to the temple, and I will practice with you."

There was silence both before and after, and Ye Zhongyu and the others were angry after being deceived, and they were also unsatisfied when they were despised. The guards who followed Feng Yujia looked dull, what did they hear? Does it mean what they think?

Feng Yujia suppressed the shock in his heart, and at that moment blessed the soul. She knew that she should take herself and her entourage to leave, and staying on, would annoy His Majesty the Emperor.

Feng Yujia is very eye-catching. She stretched out her hand, and a red light flew out of her palm, which firmly bound Feng Yuchen. Feng Yuchen was bound by the rope before he could react. He struggled hard, but Feng Yujia didn't move. With a light movement of his hand, Feng Yuchen pulled Feng Yuchen away from the team.

The attendants behind Feng Yujia quickly stepped forward to catch Feng Yuchen. Feng Yuchen was afraid of falling in his hand and holding it in his mouth since he was a child. Has he ever received such a treatment? He struggled hard and yelled: "Let go of me! I am the prince, who dares to be disrespectful to me? When I go back, I will definitely let my mother punish you!"

If Feng Yuchen was more familiar with the government affairs of Wuzhou, he would find that half of the faces of the guards representing the highest rank of the Phoenix Clan had been replaced by newcomers at this moment. The guards used to be the personal soldiers of the Phoenix Queen, and they listened to the Queen's orders in every move, but now they have all been replaced by Feng Yujia.

It was okay for Feng Yuchen not to say anything. When he said that, Feng Yujia's cronies immediately remembered the experience that the princess had to beg the best and help Feng Yuchen in the aftermath. The leading female warrior sneered, and the hand holding Feng Yuchen became heavier: "The son is filial to the Supreme Emperor, which makes his subordinates admire. However, now we have no crown prince in Wuzhou. The queen has just ascended the throne and has no heirs. The son now does not have a prince. The title has no status. It is just a case of common people. The queen is kind and willing to call you a brother, but when you see the queen, you should salute."

"Shut up." Feng Yujia glanced at them indifferently, her demeanor was graceful, but the Queen's majesty suddenly came to life, "Your Majesty, how can you be presumptuous? Take him down and take care of him, and don't make trouble for your Majesty."

The guards saluted together, Feng Yuchen wanted to struggle again, but was sealed. He hasn't practiced diligently for many years, and at the moment he can't hold back the female warrior at all, being dragged behind with his head.

Looking at Feng Yuchen being dragged away by life, Yun Menghan was shocked and surprised, and subconsciously chased forward a few steps: "What are you doing? Even if the queen of the Phoenix tribe is changed, he is also your prince, how can you? Do this to him?"

Before Yun Menghan took a few steps, he was stopped by a red ribbon. The other end of the silk ribbon floated in Feng Yujia's hands. Feng Yujia looked at Yunmenghan coldly and said, "Princess Demon, please respect yourself. My Phoenix tribe has only one spouse in my life. Feng Yuchen has not yet been married, and you Already married, please don't be entangled."

Yun Menghan's face turned pale suddenly as if he had been sapped. When Feng Yuchen heard Feng Yujia say Yunmenghan like this, he struggled angrily, but he couldn't do anything except make a whining sound.

Yun Menghan's face was white as paper, and his body was trembling slightly because of embarrassment. Seeing Yun Menghan's appearance, the Red Lotus Demon King immediately couldn't stand it. He squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Yujia unkindly: "The Phoenix tribe, how dare you humiliate Menghan? This king must overwhelm your lair. Let you pay for what you say today."

Feng Yujia sneered at this kind of words. With a noble and generous smile, she nodded to the Red Lotus Demon King and said, "The Demon King has such a big tone, so, I will wait and see."

The demon race has no moral laws, and the Red Lotus Demon King is more used to his will. Seeing the despising appearance of the Phoenix people, the evil fire in his heart is even worse, he said every word: "This king has said long ago, if there is anyone in the world. If you dare to bully her, this king will kill all the people in the world, if you say anything rude to her, this king will kill all the phoenixes in the world!"

Luo Han hummed slowly, smiled kindly, and asked, "What did you say, do you say it again?"

Ling Qingxiao looked at the cold and majestic manner, but shot without warning, and hit the Red Lotus Demon King in one chapter. The Red Lotus Demon King didn't even have a chance to evade. He was hit with a palm and directly hit the tree behind, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Yun Menghan screamed, and hurried over to see the condition of the Red Lotus Demon King. The few remaining people were immediately vigilant, took out their entire family to protect them, and stared at Ling Qingxiao motionlessly.

Ling Qingxiao closed her hands, her eyes faintly: "To belittle the lives of the heavenly realm and the people of the world is to despise the deity. Subjects who want to slaughter the deity must pass the level of the deity first."

Feng Yujia breathed a sigh of relief. The Red Lotus Demon King previously said that he had entered the Lair of the Phoenix Clan. Feng Yujia did not fear him at all. Even if the Phoenix Clan was not known for its combat effectiveness, he would not be incompetent to such an extent. But if the Red Lotus Demon King wanted to attack the single Phoenix, it would be a bit troublesome. But Ling Qingxiao didn't move, and he moved astonishingly. His slap shot out, shocking the Red Lotus Demon King and Ye Chongyu, and likewise gave the Phoenix Clan monarchs and ministers a shot.

The Phoenix tribe is not good at fighting, but their Majesty the Emperor is not. With Your Majesty, what are the Demon King and Demon Venerable?

Feng Yujia was determined in her heart, and her attitude towards the Red Lotus Demon King and Ye Chongyu became even clearer. Today, she has completed her mission and clearly expressed her position in front of Ling Qingxiao. Feng Yujia saluted Ling Qingxiao and said: "Your Majesty, the minister is not distinguished from right and wrong. This has caused your majesty to trouble, and the minister is very sorry. The minister has already taken the court back. , Will be under strict supervision in the future, please rest assured, your majesty."

Ling Qingxiao responded indifferently and said, "Since right and wrong are not distinguished, then don't let it go. If he runs into the demon clan team next time, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape the charge of treason."

Feng Yu Jia had a meal and bowed her head more docilely: "Yes."

Ling Qingxiao had already decided the fate of Feng Yuchen in the second half of his life. The circle is banned in Miyagi and will not be free for life, and the head of the palace is still his sister who has fought for the throne with him.

But at least one life was left, and Feng Yujia felt that this sentence was extremely benevolent to the Emperor of Heaven. Ling Qingxiao raised his hand casually just now, and he could vomit blood from the serious injury of the Red Lotus Demon King. If Ling Qingxiao attacked Feng Yuchen...

Now, what Feng Yujia dragged back was only Feng Yuchen's corpse. Feng Yujia didn't have any dissatisfaction, and after saluting, he would retire. Before she left, she inadvertently glanced at the woman beside the emperor. The woman's eyes were beautiful and thrilling, and when she met her eyes, she smiled slightly at her.

An unspeakable feeling rushed into Feng Yujia's heart, as if it was the reunion of old friends many years ago, but the two of them had clearly never met.

Perhaps, here is the common population, and it’s just as early as ever?

Feng Yujia didn't have time to think too much. She noticed that Ling Qingxiao's eyes moved, as if she was dissatisfied with her staring at Luo Han for so long. Feng Yujia reacted, immediately retracted her sight, and left with Feng Yuchen.

When Feng Yujia left, the people on the opposite side took advantage of them to talk, and they also used their housekeeping skills to escape. Seeing the aura, demon energy, and demon energy disappear one by one, Luo Han looked back at Ling Qingxiao: "You won't chase it?"

Just watch them run like this?

Ling Qingxiao held Luo Han's hand and said, "No hurry. Let's go, we should go to the underworld."

Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao returned to the Wangchuan River again, but this time, a group of people stood in Wuyangyang on the other side of the river. When the headed Emperor Ming saw Ling Qingxiao, he immediately led the ghosts to salute: "See Your Majesty."

Although Ling Qingxiao is the emperor of heaven, today the world, the human world, and the underworld are all governed by the heavenly palace, just as the emperor of the world must salute when he meets Ling Qingxiao, the Ming emperor is the lord of the underworld, and when he meets Ling Qingxiao, he still has to hold the subordinate ceremony.

Ling Qingxiao raised his hand slightly, and said quietly: "You don't need to be too polite. This deity is a private trip this time, and does not involve official duties. Don't go to war, you all go back."

When Ling Qingxiao said this, Emperor Ming didn't even dare to relax. His Majesty's private itinerary, if you don't take care of it, will he dare to sleep at night?

Emperor Ming did not dare to openly confront Ling Qingxiao. The Emperor of Heaven said that he should not mobilize the teachers. Emperor Ming did not dare to engage in some fancy platoons, for fear of disturbing the interest of the Emperor of Heaven's private tour.

But you can't clearly welcome, some small ceremonies can still be done. As a result, Luo Han found that the boat they were riding in had become an exquisite painting boat. The water quality was clear along the way, large expanses of manzhushahua were burning on both sides, and there were faintly beautiful ghosts dancing among the flowers. All in all, the security of the underworld looks clear and peaceful, and a hundred ghosts live and work in peace and contentment.

Luo Han felt bored after only watching it for a long time. She returned to the painting boat and saw Old God Ling Qingxiao drinking tea. Luo Han sat next to him and asked, "Didn't you come to the microservices for a private tour, don't you go to see the scenery of the underworld?"

"Nothing to see." Ling Qingxiao held the teacup with long fingers and slowly turned the tea inside, "I have seen too many similar scenes, and I don't need to go out to know what it looks like outside."

Ling Qingxiao raised his glass and found that Luo Han had been staring at his hand. He glanced down and saw that the porcelain in his hand was primitive, the patterns were quite satisfactory, and the tea was also ordinary tea, nothing strange.

Ling Qingxiao asked: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this tea?"

"No." Luo Han said as he fished his other hand, and said, "I'm looking at your hand. These hands are much more beautiful than porcelain."

With rhetoric, Ling Qingxiao's face remained silent, but a smile flashed across her eyes, allowing her to hold her hand to look.

·

Ye Chongyu and the others each took out their life-saving cards, they kept escaping a long way, and they dared to breathe a sigh of relief after making sure that there were no more chasing soldiers behind them.

When escaping, everyone took care of their own lives. Until they were stable, no one asked the Red Lotus Demon King: "Demon King, how is your injury?"

The Red Lotus Demon King shook his head, he vomited blood on his face as soon as he moved.

The witch tribe high priest was worried and immediately healed him with healing techniques. However, the physique of the witch race is different from that of the demon. The high priest's healing technique has little effect on the Red Lotus Demon King, and it can only be said that it is better than nothing.

This is the first time the Witch Clan high priest has seen Ling Qingxiao do something. He looked at the Red Lotus Demon King's injuries, and he was rather unbelievable: "Did Ling Qingxiao added any trickery in the attack? How could the injury be so serious?"

Ye Zhongyu sighed deeply: "His cultivation base has improved again."

After Ye Chongyu finished speaking, everyone present fell silent. The high priest of the witch clan still couldn’t believe that Ling Qingxiao could beat the red lotus demon king who ruled the side like this with a casual palm. The high priest of the witch clan frowned and said, "But we left very smoothly. US."

"It's not that he couldn't stop it, but that he didn't stop it." Ye Zhongyu remembered the scene just now with a gloomy face, "He was busy cheating Tiandao, and naturally he didn't want to expose his true face in front of Tiandao. Although we left smoothly, But no luck, maybe he will send chasing troops over at some point."

Everyone nodded quickly. Yun Menghan wiped the blood of the Red Lotus Demon King distressedly, and raised his head and said, "But Feng Yuchen was taken away by them. We can't abandon Feng Yuchen, we must save him back quickly."

After Yun Menghan's words were spoken, Ye Chongyu and the Wu Clan high priest did not talk to each other. Feng Yuchen was taken back by his sister. To put it bluntly, this was the Feng family's internal affairs. What was it to them?

Yun Menghan thought that everyone had the same idea as her, but after she said it, no one at the scene responded to her. Even the high priest of the Witch tribe frowned and asked, "Ling Qingxiao has high powers and powerful hands. I thought that the heavens would preside over justice. I didn't expect that the heavens would help him to abuse him. What should we do?"

"Heaven's injustice, I have already felt it." Ye Zhongyu snorted coldly, took out an insect from the storage space, and said, "Fortunately, the deity has prepared a back hand. Since the world is not benevolent, everything is the humble. Dog, that deity walks against the sky, against the sky."

"Mozun, you..."

Ye Chongyu curled the corners of his lower lips with a smile, letting insects fly into the grass and trees, and disappeared in an instant: "The deity is ready for a long time. Now, those who go to the underworld to get the artifact should have found a place. NS."

Yun Menghan was still ignorant and didn't understand, the Wu Clan high priest was stunned for a while, and suddenly reacted: "You did it on purpose!"

Ye Chongyu had divided his troops into two groups long before he set off. One was in the Ming, and he followed him to rescue the Heavenly Dao; the other was in the dark, quietly entering the underworld, and went to the place the high priest said to get the artifact.

From the very beginning, Ye Chongyu had never thought of rescuing the Way of Heaven. He deliberately tossed so loudly, just to divert Ling Qingxiao's attention, so that the other way could sneak into the underworld smoothly. As for winning the way of heaven, it is best to succeed, but not to be successful, which is also expected.

Because his hole card is never the sky, but himself. Relying on others is too vague, Ye Chongyu prefers to take power in his own hands.

Ye Chongyu smiled coldly, his eyes full of inevitability: "Soldiers are not tired of fraud, Ling Qingxiao, you are in the middle."

Looking at Ye Chongyu's appearance, the high priest of the Wu clan felt cold in his heart inexplicably. The witch people are isolated from the world, and most of the villagers are very simple. The high priest, as a priest, has been carefully nurtured since childhood. Although he is more vigilant than ordinary villagers, his heart is still good.

His world is black and white, and he feels that good is good and evil is evil. Ling Qingxiao acts arbitrarily and launches war, which is evil, so Ling Qingxiao's opponent is naturally good.

The high priest of the Wu Clan had never thought that the demon clan, who he believed to be just and kind, would even use conspiracy and tricks. The teacher of justice is open and honest, and only bad guys and villains will use conspiracy.

The high priest of the Witch tribe was greatly impacted. Yun Menghan didn't pay attention to the man's conspiracy, she still asked worriedly: "What should Feng Yuchen do? We need to save him as soon as possible."

Naturally, no one talked.

There was too much tonight, and the Red Lotus Demon King was injured, Ye Chongyu quickly found a safe place for everyone to rest. Yun Menghan is still clamoring to save Feng Yuchen. It is usually Yun Menghan’s kindness and innocence that attracted the high priest of the witch clan, but today the high priest of the witch clan is in a mess. He does not want to listen to Yun Menghan’s words, so he avoids everyone. , Pray in a secluded place.

This is a daily homework for the Wu people. But tonight the high priest was not at peace, and he couldn't devote himself to prayer for a long time. He took a long breath, took out the oracle bones, and slowly divination: "God is above, give me guidance. Why is the way of heaven unfair? Why is the war ceaseless? Why will my race be destroyed? The believers pray sincerely, hoping that the gods will show grace and let the earth be heavy. Return to peace, let people return to the ancient times."

·

Luo Han followed Ling Qingxiao all the way to "patrol in micro-services", following the river to find the stones left by Nuwa. They settled in a bunker by the river tonight. There is no day in the underworld, and it is always dark throughout the year. A gloomy fortress is located in the middle of the fire-like Manzhushahua by the everlasting Wangchuan River. The fortress’s roof is sharp, pointing directly to the sky, like a thousand arrows piercing through the heart.

The door of the fortress was also heavy, and it creaked when pushed open. Luo Han didn't like such a dark place very much. However, when he went to the countryside, all the buildings in the underworld were of this style. Pluto worked hard to arrange a residence for them, and Luo Han was not very good at expressing his opinions.

Luo Han's house is upstairs, open the window and you can see the **** flowers and the blue-green Wangchuan River outside.

Quite strange, if Ling Qingxiao were next door, Luo Han wouldn't dare to stand it.

She had been on the boat for a day, and when she returned to the room, she changed her clothes and planned to rest. Before going to bed, she opened the panel as usual and found a strange prayer.

Luo Han looked at the other party's name and smiled unclearly: "Let me see who is suing this officer."