"Is Ye Lingyue similar to Ye Lingyue in the image?"
Mobei Wang glanced at Ji Linlang, a portrait of the matter in his hand.
The portraits are superbly painted, and the woman on the face is beautiful. In a white robe, she looks like a lotus, even Ji Linlang, who is a woman, can't help but look a few more times.
Ji Linlang shook his head hurriedly.
Ye Lingyue's ugly girl, how could it be related to the woman in the portrait.
"Wang, it's just the same name. If Wang is not at ease, his subordinates can go to Xi'an to capture the woman."
The Snake-Man High Priest flattered.
Mobei King carefully put away the portrait.
Judging by his appearance, he clearly values this painting. He is so cherished just by a painting. It can be seen that he must be very attentive to the woman in the portrait.
Seeing this, Ji Linlang couldn't help but feel a little envious.
It would be lucky for a woman like King Mobei to be favored.
"There is a sword demon, you can't even get close to Ye Lingyue."
Chu Mu glanced at the portrait. The woman in the portrait was beautiful or not. It had nothing to do with him. Now he is insecure. He only hopes that Ye Lingyue will be safe and sound.
"Boy, shut up, you are insecure, and you want to do more business!"
The Snakeman High Priest didn't have a good air.
"It seems that you can't persuade him. In that case, you can only make him into a Ming puppet."
The King of Mobe also has no intention of ink painting with Chu Mu.
One more talent is of course very good, but one more top-grade Ming-Yu is also an unattainable thing.
"Chu Mu, you really don't think about it anymore? After becoming Ming Puppet, you will no doubt be a puppet."
Ji Linlang also wanted to persuade Chu Mu in the end.
"I would rather die than humiliate to live. Ji Linlang, you think, you can be a man of heaven when you take refuge in Mobei Tianyu? Everything you get today must be doubled in the future. One day, you will regret it . "
"There is no medicine to save. Wang, this kid is too ignorant."
The Snakeman High Priest didn't have a good air.
"Ji Linlang, it is up to you to refine it into Mingyong."
King Mobe ordered.
"king?!"
Ji Linlang was shocked.
Want her to do it yourself?
"You are already a level 5 inscription master. Only a level 5 inscription master can refine the inscription puppet. He needs to inscribe ninety-nine voodoo inscriptions. The high priest will teach you how to engrave. After the success of the inscription puppet, he will become Your first Ming Puppet. This is even a gift from this king. "
Mobei Wang said, turned around and went out.
"Ji Linlang, what are you hesitating about, do it quickly, as long as the refining is done properly, before the emergence of the new Tianhe, you may also get the first Mingyang, and then you will have a chance to get a good mark."
In the ear, Ji Linlang and the high priest's voice were beside him.
Chu Mu stopped talking and closed his eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Lingyue, it seems that I can't wait until the day you come. It's toward, if I really meet you on the battlefield, I hope you can kill me personally."
Kill me ... kill me ...
Ye Lingyue and President Ban walked into the room for a moment, and then they had a meal.
"Master Ye Ming, do you regret it?"
The head of the class looked back and looked at Ye Lingyue.
"It's okay, President, we can start the assessment immediately."
Ye Lingyue smiled and dispelled the impatientness in his heart.
It was an accident for Ye Lingyue that Ji Linlang broke into the fifth-level inscription master.
She does not avoid the taboo Ji Linlang, but cares about the Mobei sky behind Ji Linlang.
If her earlier guess was correct, Mobei Wang was Xi Jiuye, and things would be in trouble.
After Xi Jiuye was the Xi clan, it was the Meteor Clan.
The Xi tribe already mastered a large number of Wu Ming, so Xi Jiuye was able to rise in a hundred years, also because of the inscriptions recorded earlier by the Wu King.
With the immortal coffin, Xi Jiuye's current strength cannot be underestimated.
Not only that, she also has to face the attack of the galaxy ancestors, which gives Ye Lingyue a sense of doppelganger.
"Third-level Ming Master assessment requires mastering more than fifteen types of inscriptions. Master Ye Ming, you are ready."
The class president reminded.
Ye Lingyue nodded.
She took out an inscription pen ...
After an hour, fifteen inscriptions appeared in front of the class leader.
"The success rate is 100%, all in one go, Master Ye Ming congratulates you and becomes a Level 3 Master."
The chairman of the class inspected Ye Lingyue's inscriptions one by one, and she nodded.
Ye Lingyue became a third-level inscription master. The president of the class was not surprised. The old president said earlier.
Ye Lingyue itself has the strength of a third-level inscription master, but because the old president was not in Lingxi City at that time, he could not be evaluated.
But the remaining Level 4 and Level 5 Ming Masters are hard to say.
"Master Ye Ming, are you going to take a break?"
The chairman of the class looked at Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue shook her head. She had no more time to rest.
Xi Yun is still waiting for her outside.
Although the death of the old president is not directly due to Ye Lingyue, for Ye Lingyue, it is also responsible.
This time, she must participate in the annual assessment.
Not only that, she had to avenge the old president.
Neither Zeng Mingshi nor Xinghe Patriarch planned to let it go.
Another hour passed.
Twenty-five inscriptions appeared again in front of the class president.
The chairman of the class checked the inscription again.
"100% success rate."
The head of the squad looked at Ye Lingyue's eyes, full of praise.
Forty inscriptions, Ye Lingyue, without exception, are all perfectly completed.
Earlier, the class leader had some doubts about Ye Lingyue, but now, once again seeing her complete the inscription perfectly, the class leader can not help but look forward to, Ye Lingyue's next fifty inscriptions ......
The amount of time passed.
In the union, Xi Yun and Di Xin are still waiting.
Xi Yun looked worried.
The sky outside was completely dark.
The rest of the time is running out.
There is only one hour or so, Lingyue, can she really complete 50 inscriptions and become a level 5 inscription master?
Xi Yun looked at Emperor Xin and saw that Emperor Xin was closing his eyes to raise his mind.
"Master Sword Demon, do you think Ling Yue could become a Level 5 Master?"
Xi Yun couldn't help asking.
"nonsense."
Di Xin just froze out two words.
Xi Yun looked embarrassed, nonsense?
What does High Sword Demon mean?
Can it succeed or not?
Xi Yun didn't dare to ask any more, what happened to Sword Demon Emperor Xin only shocked Xi Yun.
Apart from Ye Lingyue, there are very few people who dare to say a few words to Sword Devil Emperor Xin.
Time passed, and finally, only the last quarter of an hour remained.
In the middle, Ye Lingyue has also completed 25 inscriptions.
"It's a quarter of an hour, it's a pity."
Seeing the 25 inscriptions completed by Ye Lingyue, the class leader shook his head and couldn't help regretting it.