At this time, she was so close to Ye Ming again, and she felt that these special pair of blue eyes were crystal clear and fascinating. She didn't dare to look at him anymore. After just staring at him for a moment, Yun Lingyuan felt that her heart could not bear it.
I couldn't help being teased and bumped into each other, and I felt a little overwhelmed.
Yun Lingyuan tilted her head slightly, thought for a while and said:
"Since it exists in Bi Ling, it must have been cultivated by the Saint. If you ask, I think it must be a new variety cultivated for the Lord God and Demon. According to historical records, Lord God and Demon is one of the few people in the world who uses soul power.
One, and in this world, there are few magical medicines to replenish the soul, and it will indeed be troublesome if the soul is injured."
Ye Ming nodded: "To Ji, my Yuan'er is smart."
As he spoke, he held her slim waist in his arms with one hand, and immediately said: "Don't move, just for a while."
Yun Lingyuan felt that he was hugging her very tightly, and her heart was beating so fast that she was almost suffocating. However, in her opinion, the kind of marriage between her and him was still a relationship between an unmarried couple that had been dissolved long ago.
, it’s too unfair to describe it.
Moreover, since Guan Xinling appeared, Yun Lingyuan even suspected that she was not the daughter of a goddess. If not, even the identity of this unjust fiancée would not exist.
Such a relationship was really embarrassing, and the more she thought about it, the more upset she became, but Ye Ming didn't care about it, he only hugged her tighter, wishing he could crush her into pieces and put her into his body.
They hugged each other so tightly that Fufeng had already consciously slipped away.
Yun Lingyuan didn't dare to move. She clearly felt that the hug he held this time was different from the previous ones, but she didn't know what was different. In short, she felt that it contained many inexplicable emotions. She felt that Ye Ming's soul was hot,
It seems to burn her...
His hot breath blew between her neck, calling: "... Ning'er."
He spoke vaguely, and Yun Lingyuan's whole body was numbed by the warm breath. She didn't hear clearly at all, and she only wanted to find something to say to distract them from each other.
Yun Lingyuan said: "Ye Ming, you seem to know a lot about the Demon Lord and the Saint. Can you tell me about it?..."
Her question had a miraculous effect, instantly dispersing the charming atmosphere between them. Whether it was an illusion or not, Yun Lingyuan seemed to feel that Ye Ming's arms and body stiffened for a moment.
Ye Ming slowly let go of her, then slowly sat up straight and said solemnly:
"You really want to know?"
His expression made Yun Lingyuan think that she had asked the wrong question. She thought about it and thought to herself, there is no problem, so she nodded.
As if he felt that he was too serious and was afraid of scaring Yun Lingyuan, Ye Ming let out a breath and returned to his nonchalant look. He only put his hands behind his head and leaned lazily on the tree trunk.
Then he said: "At that time..."
At that time, he was also His Royal Highness.
The Tianling Kingdom is far from as powerful as it is now. Excluding some of the immortal cultivating families, most of the citizens are mortals. His father is just an ordinary cultivating royal family. Although he rules the huge Wanling Continent, he relies on the royal aura and
The Feng Ling clan avoided demons and ghosts, and relied on the gifted Crown Prince to expand their territory...
In the early morning of this day, he was practicing swordplay in the martial arts center as usual. His attendant ran from the Prince's Palace to the martial arts center holding a paper crane tightly, out of breath.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness... Something happened..."
"Why are you so panicked?" The prince sheathed his sword, stared at the paper crane in the attendant's hand and said, "What the hell is this?"
"It's a message from the leader of the Fengling Clan. His Majesty sent someone to deliver it and told His Highness to set out immediately to rescue the future Crown Princess. The situation is urgent. Your Highness should listen to it quickly."
As soon as the attendant opened his hands, the paper crane flew into the air and flapped its wings, flying high and low while mouthing human words.
Although the voice was that of an old woman, it was immediately obvious that she was a person of extremely high power, and one could not ignore her importance.
The prince had some impression of this Fengling clan leader. She was old-fashioned and always had a tense face, as if everyone around her owed her money and would not pay her back. She seemed to never smile. The prince once doubted her.
She has a fake face. When the prince saw that she had taught her subordinates a lesson, he was very cruel and he was an extremely strict elder.
This time, the clan leader was forced to send a message to the palace, so the matter must be serious.
However, the prince listened immediately.
"Huh? The saint rescued the guardian and injured a few elders by the way. How big a deal is this?"
The attendant said in disbelief: "Your Highness, injuring the elder is not the point. The point is that the future crown princess ran away with someone."
The prince praised: "Other people have clear minds, but the old woman still dares to distort the facts and say that the saint is bewitched by others. Please, the saint's mind is stronger than the people of their clan. The twists and turns are unclear, let me go
Involved in what?”
The prince said leisurely: "Everyone who can choose a guardian is a capable person, right? How could he go to the Holy Maiden's Palace to make trouble in a hurry? Don't let me guess, it must have been something the old patriarch did that went too far to force him to do so.
The guardian went crazy and attacked. It's obvious, right? The Saintess' assistant refused to help the bride, and finally broke up with the Fengling clan. The old clan leader and several elders of their clan couldn't beat them enough, and they couldn't persuade them to come back.
I came here to ask for help when I had no other choice, hey, the old woman doesn't feel ashamed."
The attendant didn't understand anything obvious when he heard this, but one thing was obvious, that is: the prince didn't take it seriously.
He was anxious for the crown prince, "Your Highness, I'm afraid it wouldn't be good if you didn't join in the peace, right? After all, you are the future crown princess..."
The prince frowned and said, "It's a bit troublesome, shall I go and take a look?"
The attendant nodded sharply and said, "Well, go and get our princess back."
The prince slapped the attendant, causing him to lose half his head. He said angrily: "My majesty, the prince, do you still want to rob me?"
After thinking for a while, he said: "It seems that she may not be willing to be the princess, but I may not be willing to marry her either. Falling flowers have no intention, and flowing water is ruthless. Isn't this just right? Anyway, let's have a look."
After saying that, he held the blue sword in his hand and took a long step forward. The attendants were far inferior to him in cultivation, chasing after him and shouting:
"Your Highness, please wait for me..."
The prince said: "I won't play with you this time."
Yes, play.
He is looking at this matter with a playful attitude. If he had not had this attitude, if he could have faced up to this relationship of fingertips and marriage earlier, things would not have turned out like that later.
Fenling Mountain is in Beilin, thousands of miles away from the imperial palace. The prince is already at the True God stage and can reach it in one or two hours by flying with his sword. However, he failed to rescue the saint and the guardian.
Just let it go and walk leisurely on your feet.
The journey of thousands of miles took several days of leisurely walking, but the prince spent the entire journey subduing demons, and it actually took him nearly half a month to finally reach the foot of Fengling Mountain.