Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

God, why is it black for no reason?

Ye Lingyue stopped.

At the end of the mental test, but around noon, the sun was just right, and it was only one quarter of an hour before she walked out of the Alchemist Association, but at this time the sky was dark, as if it was late at night.

Not only that, Ye Lingyue never walked the street at the foot.

All the trees planted around, all the leaves fell, as if entering the winter in a flash.

A large number of hungry corpse owl birds stood on the branches, bloody eyes, watching in the dark night like countless red ghost fire, gloomy.

Even more weird, there is a bloody moon in the sky.

"Ji Jie, damn little bitch, you dare to grab the title of this master, this time, I want to make you want to live, not to die."

Suddenly!

A green smoke came out of the ground, and Master Lien in a gray robe appeared three feet away from Ye Lingyue.

There were several strange flying daggers floating beside him. Those flying daggers were exactly the same as the spiritual flying daggers that Ye Lingyue had picked up earlier.

"It's you. You're not a member of the Alchemist Association. Who are you?" Ye Lingyue narrowed her eyes and stared at Master Lian.

The surrounding environment is very wrong, the trees and houses on both sides are twisted, and they look like phantoms.

"Licheng Alchemist Association is something. Who am I? You look at your eyes wide." Even Master "wowed" ripped off his clothes, and his gray robe was covered with a blood robe, style and alchemist. The association's alchemy is somewhat similar.

But on the robe of the blood robe, there are four blood tripods embroidered.

"I am the cultist of the Immortal Religion in the upper part of the Central Plains. I was really deceived by you, this nasty little girl, and you are actually a Sanding alchemist." Master Lian's wax-yellow face, A hint of color was revealed.

He was ordered by the Master to try to get into the undercover of the Licheng Alchemist Association. He didn't want to meet a dead rival halfway through. He was injured and had to hide in Qiufeng Town to heal.

Lian Bi had coveted Ye Lingyue's beauty earlier, but he didn't notice that the other party was also an alchemist who cultivated spiritual power.

"So, at the Ye Family Birthday Banquet that day, it was you who stopped me, and blocked Master twice, this time, Master wanted to abolish you first, and then enjoy your body." Lian Bi lifted With his right hand, his morbid complexion was coated with red light under the blood moon.

I saw a blood-red spiritual power, which diffused from his body. A few flying daggers, like the command, heard the buzzing of the dagger.

Keng ————

There was a sharp squeal, and the knife was gleaming like blood.

It was then that Ye Lingyue's double fists waved and counted thunder flashes.

The flying daggers were backed a few feet by Yuan Li.

"The eighth body refining, it seems that the news of Shanhai Gang and Song Guangyi earlier was wrong. However, the eighth body refining was in front of me, only a dead path." Lian Bi suddenly spit out a blood in his mouth, and the blood became Several blood arrows merged into the flying dagger.

As soon as the flying dagger was stained with blood, it vibrated violently, and like the grass of Liaoyuan, countless capillaries grew on the flying dagger.

As soon as the blood vessels grew, the blood dagger, which had been forced to retreat by the thunder fist, surged in strength. I saw three flying daggers accelerating in the air, and the air twisted open.

Swish swish—keep—

Three golden lights accompanied by a cold awn appeared from Ye Lingyue's side and hit the three flying daggers.

Oh, three blood-staggered flying daggers were pierced by the ambergris, and three small holes were suddenly added to the dagger.

The flying dagger was darker than the wall when it broke through.

The blood-striked flying dagger is a flying dagger made from the magic of the Immortal Religion on the Tai. If the dagger is injured, the owner of the flying dagger will feel the same.

Three ambergris needles were quietly suspended beside Ye Lingyue.

Lianbi's pupils shrank, and he didn't think that this little bitch was carrying a treasure like a dragon needle.

Realizing this, the fire of greed ignited in Lian Bi's eyes.

"Jin Jie, what a pity, such a charming beauty, Master can't enjoy it, but rest assured, your sweet and delicious flesh and blood will definitely add a skill to this Master's Siamese ghost smoke." Shouted grimly.

I saw his body turned into a blue smoke with a huge breath again. That blue smoke was coming so fast, that even the albino needle could not be broken. In a flash, the green smoke was like a dark cloud, pressing against the leaf Lingyue.

The green smoke was extraordinary. As soon as she approached Ye Lingyue, she felt as if she had fallen into the abyss, and her chills were pressing, as if her whole body was going to be swallowed.

Ordinary people will be eroded as soon as they encounter the suffocating green smoke, but Ye Lingyue is different. She has taken red ginseng and the yang qi in her body is very strong.

The Gan Ding in Ye Lingyue's palm seemed to find some delicious food, shivered, and sucked the green smoke from the wall.

"No!" Lian Bi had not yet seen what was going on.

Ye Lingyue's five fingers probed, and there was a strong suction in the right hand, with an irresistible force, and the jade flower hit the key point of the wall. Immediately after, three ambergris needles pierced the wall Heavenly cover.

The eyes on the wall were braced to death, his body slipped to the ground and was no longer alive.

Ye Lingyue gasped, sitting on the ground.

The moment the Qingyan was sucked away by Qianding, the surrounding street scene disappeared, and Ye Lingyue found herself leaning against a lonely alleyway.

It seems that Fang Cai's illusions of street scenes were all transformed by the blue smoke of the master.

Siamese ghost smoke?

Ye Lingyue remembers how Lianbi called it.

It seems that it is a special weapon of a cult. If it had met Ye Lingyue holding Qian Ding, a few more altar alchemists would have been killed by the Qingyan.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ye Lingyue first searched for Soulian's body and pulled out a small package from him.

Look at the inside again, in addition to two or three silver tickets, there is a blood skull token, and a worn jade carving.

On the jade carving, there are records of how to refine Siamese ghost smoke.

Although the Siamese ghost smoke is infinitely useful, it is after all an evil alchemist. If it is used casually, it will easily lead to misunderstandings by the Daxia Alchemist Association.

"It's a pity that I didn't ask about the purpose of Taixian Xianjiao mixing into Licheng." Ye Lingyue looked at the ground with his eyebrows twisted, and the three blood daggers left by the wall were still pulled on the ground.

Ye Lingyue collected all these things, and then walked tiredly to Yefu. She planned to restore the Yuan Li and think of it, refining Siamese ghost smoke and those dagger capitals.