Spirit Vessel - Chapter 1062

[Chapter 1062 Miss Ling]

A bright pearl hangs high in the sky, illuminating this piece of fairy palace, and the rays of light fall down repeatedly, covering the palace with a layer of silver gauze.

The Holy Court dominates the palace.

On a square paved with white jade, many guards and palace maids were busy preparing some supplies for the state banquet. There are four towers standing at the four corners of the square, some old men in golden silk robes are arranging array patterns, and some warriors carry out a bronze cauldron and stand in some specific positions.

Feng Feiyun passed through it majestic and majestic, someone came to question him, he took out the token of the Butian Pavilion, and the other party immediately knelt down to greet him.

“The state banquet for the oath is really grand enough. I am afraid that even if you invite tens of thousands of people, you can sit down.”

Feng Feiyun saw an acquaintance at the state banquet. This was a handsome young man wearing a military armor and standing on a high platform. Several old people surrounded him and whispered in a low voice.

This young man was the second son Feng Feiyun met in the old mansion of Lin Ge. He respectfully called the old man Lin Ge his teacher, and his name was “Ning Jialin”.

I don’t know which realm’s second son?

“He actually appeared in the Palace of Dominion of the Holy Court, and is still planning the arrangement of the state banquet for the vows. It seems that I underestimated him before.”

Ning Jialin’s identity was already revealed, Feng Feiyun didn’t want to meet him at this time, so he hid it.

Ning Jialin nodded lightly after hearing the words of the old people, with a smile on his face, he politely bowed to the old people, and then left the square and turned towards the Holy Court. On the way to the Lord’s Palace, the maids and guards along the way immediately knelt down and saluted him when they saw him, and they were extremely respectful to him.

Feng Feiyun put on the dragon scale phoenix leather coat, his body disappeared without a trace, and then followed.

The Holy Court Domination Palace is very huge. There are strong people sitting in the palace, and many places have arranged formations and restrictions. Ning Jialin’s cultivation base is profound. He turned left and right in the palace, and soon disappeared.

“His cultivation is really amazing.”

Feng Feiyun stood in the middle of a palace. It was like a garden of spiritual flowers. The spiritual stones were piled up with rockeries, and the fairy springs turned into small streams. There were many young and beautiful palace maids walking on the path of white jade.

There is an ancient apricot tree planted not far away. It has lived for tens of thousands of years at least. The trunk is thick and the leaves are dense. When the majestic wind blows, a pink flower rain falls, and some fall to the ground. It fell into the fairy spring and floated away with the current.

A fragrant wind came from the Linghua Garden, which was indescribably sultry.

Feng Feiyun’s footsteps were slow, and he walked in along the Xianquan water flow, standing among the dense bushes, through the leaves, he could see a beautiful view of the pond in the distance.

“Crash!” The water sounded.

In the immortal pond, white mist was rising. There was a woman with a snow-white body bathing in the pond. The green silk was wet, some sticking to the skin, and some hanging in the water.

She closed her eyes gently, her eyelashes were long and slender, her jade neck was snow-white, her twin peaks were proud and full, and her body hidden underwater was even more mysterious and unfathomable.

This is a blood-swelling beauty, like a fairy bathing.

There were two young girls of fourteen or five years old standing by the pool, standing quietly, holding their robes in their hands, staring enviously at the beauty in the pool with bright eyes. This kind of perfect jade body is hard to resist even for women.

“Miss Ling, the second son has gone to the Snow God Concubine.” A palace maid wearing a moon-white robe walked to the edge of the pool and bowed her hands to the woman who was bathing in the pool.

The palace maid had a look of awe in her eyes, knowing that this girl Ling was not only beautiful, but also extremely intelligent. Even the Snow God Concubine and the Lord of the Holy Court often obeyed her words. This is a remarkable character. , must not be offended.

That girl Ling was still lying quietly in the fairy pond, inhaling strands of fairy light into her body. The water of the fairy spring was sent from the Taiwei Goddess Temple, and it was full of the power of faith.

After the Xianguangxia Qi was inhaled into her body, it automatically transformed into her power, making her more and more holy and moving, and every strand of hair bloomed with pure white brilliance, as if incarnated as a saint.

The palace maid thought that Miss Ling didn’t hear her, so she said again: “Miss Ling, the second son has gone to the Snow God Concubine again. Lord Master asked me to come over and ask you about your coping strategies.”

Miss Ling in the fairy pond finally absorbed all the power of faith in the water, a faint red glow appeared on her white and clear face, she slowly opened her eyes, and said slowly: “Second son of Shentian Jue Mansion. Prince, this is a character with a very deep city, few people can compare with him, this person has the ability to succeed Lord God.”

Feng Feiyun stood not far away, staring at the beautiful shadow behind the white smog and put on a white leopard robe. He wanted to make a move several times, but he finally held back.

“Long Jiangling! Long Jiangling! You actually hid in the Holy Court Domination Palace.”

Long Jiangling’s current cultivation progress has reached the seventh level of Nirvana. More importantly, the power of belief in her body is very majestic, and she does not know what level she has reached.

She can be called a “human and divine fellow practitioner”, with both a “human” body and a “sacred evil” source.

This is the power of “Tao Xin Seeds God”!

Feng Feiyun is not sure that she will be knocked down with a single blow. Once she cannot be suppressed with a single blow, then it will definitely attract the powerhouses of the Holy Court Domination Palace, and it will be troublesome at that time.

Just have to wait for another chance!

Feng Feiyun knew that Long Jiangling had come a long way on the road of being a wise teacher, and her spiritual sense was extremely strong, so she could only fall behind her far away to see where she was going?

Long Jiangling covered her face with a white gauze, her body was surrounded by celestial rays, she held a guqin in her hand, and the ribbons were flying, and she slowly walked towards the Snow Temple.

The Snow God Palace is the palace of the Snow God Concubine. Only the Lord of the Holy Court and the palace maids of the Snow God Palace can enter here, but at the moment Ning Jialin is in the Snow God Palace, sitting in front of a sapphire desk, drinking alone.

The originally noble and beautiful Snow God Concubine was chattering and waiting on Nuonuo, and she was in awe of Ning Jialin.

Ning Jialin caressed the wine glass gently, while the other hand caressed the slender waist of the Snow God Concubine gently, and said with a smile, “Tomorrow, the surname of the Holy Court Lord Palace will be changed.”

The delicate body of the Snow God Concubine trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of fear. She knew that Lord God was going to be the master. Although she had expected this day, she still felt very unwilling when this day came.

“Sit down!” Although Ning Jialin was very handsome, there was a bit of majesty in his voice.

Concubine Xue Shen did not dare to disobey his orders, with humiliation in her heart, she slowly sat in Ning Jialin’s arms, her soft and warm body was attached to his body, and tears flowed from her eyes. .

Ning Jialin caressed her delicate face lightly, took a breath between her hair, and said with a smile, “It’s a pity that a beautiful woman like you is married to a useless lord of the Holy Court, You will follow me from now on!”

“No!” Concubine Xue Shen’s attitude became tough, she struggled hard in Ning Jialin’s arms, and said, “I am the concubine ruled by the Holy Court, and I only serve the Lord Master in my life…”

“Snapped!”

Ning Jialin slapped the fan in the past, flew out the fan of the Snow God Concubine, and fell to the ground, “You bitch, you have already served me, and you only serve that carnivorous ruler all your life? It’s ridiculous. .”

“Uuu…that time…it was you who used force…you’re not human…” Concubine Xue Shen tightly covered her swollen face and sat on the ground, her clothes in tatters, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Everyone in the world thought that it was the eighth son who humiliated and humiliated the Snow God Concubine in the Holy Court, but he didn’t know that the eighth son was just taking a scapegoat for the second son, and he didn’t dare not take it.

Because the second prince is the most outstanding among the princes of the Shentian Jue Mansion, with a deep city and a ruthless means, those who know him are very afraid of him, and the eighth prince is no exception.

“You only serve that cartilaginous ruler all your life, right? Then I will send you to the camp of the Holy Court Treasure House now, and let you serve all the sergeants in the camp, be ridden by thousands of people, and pillowed by thousands of people, I believe they will like it very much. It’s just a piece of junk, and pretend to be arrogant.” Ning Jialin snorted coldly.

“Please, don’t, please, don’t do this, I don’t dare, I don’t dare to disobey you, I serve you, I’m your slave…” Concubine Xue Shen was so frightened that her face was pale, and she hugged tightly. Ning Jialin’s legs.

“Do you only know now that you are my female slave? You should have realized this earlier.” Ning Jialin’s hand gently stroked the cheek of the Snow God Concubine, with a mocking smile in his eyes. In his eyes, it was considered expensive. The woman who dominates the concubine is just a plaything.

If you want her to live, she will live; if you want her to die, she will die; if you want her to sleep, she will obediently sleep.

What about the concubine? Not just a female slave kneeling at her feet.

“This is the harem dominated by the Holy Court, doesn’t the second son feel that he has gone to the wrong place?” A beautiful and moving voice came from outside the Snow Temple, which sounded like the sound of heaven.

After the Snow God Concubine heard this voice, her eyes suddenly lit up with joy.

Ning Jialin raised his brows, stood in the center of the Snow Temple, straightened his clothes, stared at the door, and said with a smile: “Do you really think this place is still the important place of the harem 30,000 years ago? People who have broken into the harem over the years are afraid There are quite a few. There is a popular saying among the people: The brothel and prostitutes are all gone, and the Holy Court Harem is heaven. As long as a young man is a boy, he will naturally want to venture into this kind of paradise.”

“Sometimes you can, and sometimes you can’t.”

Taiwei hugged the guqin and walked into the Snow Temple slowly, with a faint fragrance on her body, her long hair flowing, and her jade skin flowing, which was indescribably beautiful.

Ning Jialin’s pupils shrank. He asked himself that he had seen a lot of beauties, including the pure and holy Heavenly’s Pride Women, but those Heavenly’s Pride Women were far different from the woman in front of him. Not like a woman in the world, like a fairy flying from outside the sky.

“Who are you?”

Ning Jialin is a young man, as long as he is a young man, his immunity to female sex is very low, but at the same time he is a shrewd person, and he will not lose himself because of the beauty of the other party.

He sensed a dangerous aura on the other party’s body. This woman holding a guqin in her hand was amazing. Her eyes were sharp like a sword.