Lord Lingyu moved around slightly, then stared into Han Jiulin's eyes and asked:
"like?
like?
Is this important?
For you men, isn’t it enough that you are beautiful and have a figure that arouses your desire?”
"Isn't it possible that my appearance and figure are not enough to make you excited, Mr. Jiulin?"
Han Jiulin said: "Frankly speaking, Venerable Lingyu, your appearance and figure are indeed rare in the world. I am afraid that no man in the world can see you, Venerable Lingyu, and not be tempted."
Venerable Lingyu smiled and said: "Now that I'm done with it, where did you get all this nonsense?"
Han Jiulin said: "It's just that this kind of like and love is very important to Han. If Lord Lingyu doesn't really like Han, it's really hard for me to be moved by him."
Upon hearing this, Venerable Lingyu couldn't help but his face darkened, he turned sideways and stared at the night sky and said:
"Han Jiulin, I admit that your talent level is indeed very good, and my feelings for you are not bad."
"But don't think that I have chosen you! I am the saint of Yunxiao Palace. As long as I am willing to let the news out, there are countless men in the world besides you who are willing to do anything to pursue me!"
Han Jiulin said: "Since the Holy Lady has so many choices, please choose carefully. I'm really a little sleepy. Please forgive me, the Holy Lady."
As soon as Han Jiulin finished speaking, he immediately lay down on the bed, then closed his eyes and actually fell asleep.
"Han Jiulin, you!"
Venerable Lingyu felt extremely embarrassed and felt that Han Jiulin was really disrespectful.
Under normal circumstances, as long as any beautiful girl in the Yunxiao Heavenly Palace spreads the news that she intends to recruit dual cultivators, there will be countless human geniuses gathered in the world.
Under such fierce competition, even some talented disciples with extraordinary talents and considerable power may not have the chance to win the female disciples in Yunxiao Tiangong.
As the Holy Maiden of the Yunxiao Heavenly Palace, she is among the best in the Yunxiao Heavenly Palace in terms of appearance, figure and cultivation talent.
I didn't know how many men would be obsessed with me and fight to the death for me. Now I took the initiative to propose to Han Jiulin that they both become partners, but I didn't expect that his attitude would be so cold!
It's really hateful!
…
In a cave hundreds of miles away from here.
After Murong Lingyan was injured by Han Jiulin with the Ten Thousand Ren Cloud-breaking Arrow, he escaped all the way and came to this cave to meditate and recuperate.
Although Murong Lingyan's talent level has not reached the ten-thousand-year limit like Venerable Lingyu, it is only slightly inferior to Venerable Lingyu, and the combat power he can exert is actually quite extraordinary.
Although he was injured by Han Jiulin with the Ten Thousand Ren Poyun Arrow, this was because the combination of the Ten Thousand Ren Poyun Arrow and the Ten Thousand Ren Poyun Bow was equivalent to a mid-level Earth Mysterious Spiritual Weapon, and its power naturally exceeded that of Murong Lingyan.
I guess it's not because Murong Lingyan is incompetent.
While Murong Lingyan was running the skills he was cultivating at high speed, he fully recovered from his injuries in a matter of seconds. Just when he was about to get up and leave the place, a golden phantom suddenly flew over and floated in mid-air.
"Murong Lingyan, I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with the Saint of Yunxiao and the boy Han Jiulin with your own strength..."
The golden phantom spoke calmly.
Although Murong Lingyan did not recognize this person, he was Han Jiulin's biggest enemy now, the Qiongling Prince who was also a dragon warrior.
However, the one who comes here now is not the Qiongling Prince himself, but a consciousness clone he displayed.
"Who are you, and why did you suddenly come to disturb my Qingxiu!"
Murong Lingyan stared at the golden phantom and asked coldly.
The conscious clone of Prince Qiongling said: "Don't be so nervous, I know exactly what you want to do, and I can also help you achieve your goal!"
After hearing what Prince Qiongling said, Murong Lingyan couldn't help but smile, and then responded:
"Do you know who I am, and how dare you brazenly say that you want to help me?"
The conscious clone of Prince Qiongling stared at Murong Lingyan for a moment, then turned sideways and chuckled, and then spoke:
"Although your current cultivation is indeed at the top among the new generation of masters, and your status is the Xuannv in the Yunxiao Palace, but even so, so what?
It’s not difficult to resist the power of Han Jiulin’s arrow!”
"But you don't know that that little bastard named Han is like an ant in front of me. If I want to kill him, it will be effortless!"
"It is your supreme honor that I am willing to cooperate with you."
"Not only can I help you kill the saint in the Yunxiao Palace, I can even kill the goddess in the Yunxiao Palace with one handle, so that you can soar up in the Yunxiao Palace without any obstacles!"
Murong Lingyan sneered, and then said: "You are so bold, how dare you tease me like this!"
Before Murong Lingyan finished speaking, he also formed a consciousness clone, and then used his mysterious body skills to attack and kill the consciousness clone of Prince Qiong Ling.
The reason why Murong Lingyan did not take action in his own body was because he wanted to test the Qiongling Prince's cultivation level.
If his cultivation realm is really extraordinary, he needs to think again about how he should act next.
The consciousness clone of Murong Lingyan and the consciousness clone of Prince Qiong Ling fought several moves, but they were always at a disadvantage during the confrontation. In the end, with the palm of Prince Qiong Ling's hand, his consciousness clone instantly shattered and turned into particles.
dissipate.
After the consciousness clone was blasted to pieces, Murong Lingyan's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then stared at Prince Qiong Ling with a look of surprise, and then asked: "Your cultivation level has actually reached the seventh level of sainthood.
Realm?"
Prince Qiongling said proudly: "Now it is clear that what I said is not a fabricated lie, right?
Even if you fight me in my own body, you may not be able to defeat my conscious clone!"
The consciousness avatar condensed by a cultivator usually only has 10% of the power of the cultivator's original body. The words of the Qiongling Prince were extremely arrogant, which made Murong Lingyan feel quite unhappy.
However, because Murong Lingyan only took action to test the depth of the Qiongling Prince and did not really use all his strength, he did not take these words to heart.
Naturally, she didn't believe that the Qiongling Prince was so powerful that he could defeat her with just his consciousness.
However, Murong Lingyan must admit that the Qiongling Prince's combat prowess is indeed very impressive. Among the new generation masters in Beihuan Xuanzhou, very few can compare with him.
Among the new generation masters Murong Lingyan had seen, I am afraid that only Han Jiulin could compete with the Qiongling Prince.