Spirit Vessel - Chapter 1027

[Chapter 1027 The Eighth Prince]

Huo Da was shocked by the beauty of the woman in front of him, almost petrified. Even if he had reached the first level of feathering, he was still shocked by the beauty, and he couldn’t give birth to the slightest blasphemy. He said respectfully: “He said that he is not a child of Ge Lao Tiangong, nor is he a disciple of Lin Ge Lao…”

The Snow God Empress, who was sitting above, sobbed, with a pitiful voice and a sad voice, and said, “It must be the God of Heaven, it must be him, he has already noticed it, he has already noticed…”

The woman holding the guqin was still very calm, and asked again, “What else?”

Huo Da thought for a moment and said, “No more. He only said so much, but he filled out the official documents in the Jingzhu Mansion. As long as he goes back and looks up, he will definitely be able to find out his identity. By the way, his name It’s called Feng Feiyun.”

“Fengfeiyun!”

The woman holding the qin was a little surprised, her beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance of wisdom, and her slender fingers moved, calculating the numerology of heaven, and the result was soon obtained.

He murmured to himself, “It’s really him.”

The fingers of the woman holding the qin gently waved the strings, revealing a thoughtful look, with a complex look in her eyes, which finally condensed into murderous intent, and said, “This Feng Feiyun was not dispatched by Lord God, but a half-demon. ”

The beautiful and young Snow God Empress said, “How can a half-demon become a domain master?”

“This person is not an ordinary half-demon, cunning and insidious, extremely talented, and has an extraordinary mind.”

The woman holding the qin smiled slightly, “But we can use his identity as a half-demon to stimulate the conflict between the Holy Land Lord’s Mansion and the Elder Pavilion. It’s better for our plan.”

This woman holding the piano is beautiful and beautiful, but there is an aura of awe-inspiring Dragon Emperor on her body, which escapes at this moment, intentionally or unintentionally.

If Feng Feiyun was here at the moment, she could be recognized at a glance. She was the long-lost female emperor Long Jiangling, and she looked exactly like Taiwei at the moment.

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At this moment, Feng Feiyun was on his way to Butian Pavilion, but he met a young man in purple.

She was standing in front of Feng Feiyun, standing in the middle of the road, with long black hair, a proud figure, delicate facial features, delicate and beautiful, but that crystal clear face was cold, colder than the ice and snow on the ground. Be cold.

Feng Feiyun glanced at her and said with a smile: “Seven princesses, in such a cold weather, you are still holding a folding fan, this…”

“Do you have an opinion?” Liu Suzi was still shaking her folding fan, her elegant demeanor, her eyes were cold, and she was staring at Feng Feiyun.

“This is very connotative, and it gives people a feeling of being unique.” Feng Feiyun said immediately: “It’s just that there are still important things to do, and I also ask the seven county masters to make a way and let the next pass.”

“If you don’t tell me what happened to you one by one? I really can’t let this go today.” Liu Suzi’s eyes were very cold.

She had already returned to Ritian Mansion and knew that Feng Feiyun had given Zhen Fei dozens of powerhouses from the Western Spirit Realm with one palm. This was not an ordinary power. If it hadn’t been witnessed by many people at the time, she would not have believed it at all.

Since Feng Feiyun has such a powerful power and is full of tricks, even though Xuanyuan Yiyi has a high cultivation base, it is really possible that he will be plotted against him.

So, she immediately chased over, intercepted Feng Feiyun, and asked the matter clearly.

Feng Feiyun raised his head, looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and said with a smile: “What can I do to Her Majesty the Holy Maiden? I’ve made this matter very clear, it really doesn’t matter…”

Liu Suzi squinted at Feng Feiyun and said, “That’s because I didn’t know your current cultivation, so I was deceived by you. Have you reached the seventh level of Nirvana?”

Feng Feiyun took a deep breath of cold air, smiled, and said: “I am now the uncle of the Liuli family, the fiancé of the great county master. Logically speaking, you should call me elder brother-in-law. How can there be such a strong sister-in-law? Interrogating the eldest brother-in-law about the truth? Being seen by others will cause gossip, and it will not be good for the reputation of the seven county masters.”

Liu Suzi grinded her teeth, not at all afraid of Feng Feiyun’s threat, her voice was beautiful, and she said loudly: “eldest brother-in-law, right? If you don’t explain it to me honestly, I will make you a great eunuch today.”

She didn’t hide her voice in the slightest, and many monks heard her words and looked sideways, pointing and talking and laughing.

“That seems to be the seven princesses of Ye Hongjing. Could the young man standing opposite her be the half-demon Feng Feiyun who has been making a lot of noise recently?”

“That half-demon is not engaged to the great county master of Ye Hongjing. The toad has eaten swan meat, which is really enviable.”

“Why do I feel that the seven princesses are also having an affair with this half-demon, hehe! It’s a strange thing that happens every year!”

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Liu Suzi ignored the words of the monks, her beautiful eyes were like cold stars, staring at Feng Feiyun, her eyelashes were slender and her eyes were sharp.

At this time, seven or eight monks came over. They were all powerful figures, some were strong from the younger generation, and some were sages from the older generation.

“Go away, do you know who we are?”

As soon as an old man with goose-skinned hair pointed out, a devastating aperture erupted, imprisoning a cultivator in the aperture, the aperture shrank, and the cultivator blocking the way was smashed into a fist-sized mass of flesh.

“Huh!”

This mass of flesh and blood was refined by the old man and inhaled into his body.

This group of people is too domineering, just blocking the way, they were beheaded, and even the blood essence was swallowed.

“Everyone, back up, those are the people of the Eighth Prince’s Mansion, we can’t afford to provoke them.”

“The Eighth Prince’s Mansion, God!”

The few monks who wanted to take revenge at first were frightened when they heard the words of the Eighth Prince’s Mansion, and then quickly retreated, daring not to provoke this group of people.

The seven or eight monks walked straight to Feng Feiyun and Liu Su Zi, forming a semi-encircling shape, surrounding Liu Su Zi.

The old man with goosebumps, staggering, wearing a gray robe, rolled his eyes and couldn’t see his pupils, he was actually an old blind man.

The power of rules is running around his body, and an ancient rhythm radiates out, like a living fossil, with a hoarse voice, said: “Our eighth son had a relationship with the girl just now, and he was shocked. I want to invite you to go to the Moon Fairy Palace for a chat.”

Liu Suzi raised her head slightly, glanced at the huge moon floating in the sky, and said lightly: “Go back and tell you son, this son is not interested.”

“Bold, our eighth son wants to see you, it’s your great honor, don’t be ashamed.” A middle-aged man nine feet tall and wearing black clothes snorted coldly, and smashed the ground with one foot. The blood clotted jade slab was shattered, and the snow was flying all over the sky.

Liu Suzi had an air of arrogance, and a piece of purple light escaped from the skin, condensed into a crystal clear sword, smashed the middle-aged man’s body protection, and pointed the sword on his throat. .

A cold air spit out from above the sword’s edge, and a fist of ice crystals froze on the middle-aged man’s neck.

The middle-aged man’s throat was stuck, his blood seemed to be solidified, and his heart was a little horrified. He knew that the other party was not easy to provoke, but he was still not afraid, and said: “I am the entourage of the eighth son, how dare you do anything to me?”

Feng Feiyun mourned for this guy in his heart.

“puff!”

The middle-aged man’s head flew straight out, and a three-foot-high blood spring rushed out of his neck, dyeing the flying snow above the sky red.

“Bang!”

The corpse fell to the ground.

What a proud woman Liu Suzi is, she can’t bear the slightest insult, her sword is pointed in all directions, her heroic appearance is arrogant, her eyes are glazed, and she said coldly, “I don’t know that your eighth son is the son of that lord, if you want to see Ben Princess, although you come to Ritian Mansion to meet, please don’t let me release the dog to bite people.”

“The county master, I don’t care what county master you are, but if you killed the eighth son’s entourage, you have caused a big disaster, and your entire palace will be bad luck.” smile.

The monks around were also talking about it, staring at Liu Suzi with pity.

“Who dares to offend the eighth son in the Sixth Central Dynasty? This county chief from nowhere is unlucky.”

“No one has ever dared to kill the eighth son, this time the eighth son may be furious.”

“Wait and see! Someone’s going to be unlucky.”

Feng Feiyun noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere. After all, under normal circumstances, the prince and the county master are of the same status, but the monks around him are quite taboo towards that prince. Could it be that the eighth prince has something to do with it?

The old man with goose skin and crane hair sneered, his voice hoarse and dry, “You, a county lord of a mere noble realm, dare to kill the eighth prince of my God’s House, this is simply a provocation! You are so bold, I think You Ye Hongjing people don’t take the Lord God in your eyes too much.”

The eighth son of Shen Tian Jue Mansion!

Hearing the words “Shen Tian Jue Mansion”, Liu Su Zi’s expression changed slightly.

This eighth son turned out to be the eighth son of Shen Tianjue’s mansion, and Liu Suzi was also a little flustered. She had heard rumors about this eighth son for a long time, and it could be called “one evil in the Holy Court”.

The eighth son is very feminine and cultivates the “Yin-Yang Good Fortune”. Although he is not the strongest son of the Shentian Jue Mansion, he is the son with the most women.

It is rumored that he once raped the most beloved concubine of the Lord of the Holy Court, and was seen by the Lord of the Holy Court at that time, but he did not dare to offend him and retreated on his own.

This matter is not a secret, many monks are aware of it.

Although many people knew that this eighth prince had done all his evil deeds, no one dared to touch him, because he was the prince of the God’s House, and his status was much higher than that of other princes and county masters. He hides and walks, who would dare to provoke him?

In today’s world, who would dare to make trouble with the Mansion of God and Heaven?

I’m afraid it is those who are in the noble realm, and they will be courteous three points when they see the prince of the gods.

“Seven county masters, let’s go back to Tiantianfu first.”

Two old men flew over.

It was Liu Suzi’s two Taoist guardians, both sages of feathering, who protected her in the center and wanted to take her away!

“I see who can go today.”

The old man with goose-skinned hair stretched out a claw, and five divine lights flew out of his five fingers, his energy was dazzling, and the surrounding monks were blasted out.

“Bang, bang!”

Liu Suzi’s two Taoist guardians were not weak, and they each summoned a tenth-grade spiritual weapon, but they were still instantly collapsed and flew out.

A follower of the Eighth Prince’s Mansion went out, with a sneer on his face, holding two swords, and nailing the two old guards on the street, blood spurted out, dyeing the hands of the follower red, “Ha ha.”

The two senior monks in Ye Hongjing just lay dead on the ground, staring at the sky.