Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

How did Chen Mu know that Ye Lingyue had long been concerned about the Kaijiang Palace.

The brothers and sisters of the Chen family who were in the secret realm of Taiyi, and then Chen Minzhi, Ye Lingyue, did not have the slightest affection for the Kaijiang Palace, not to mention that this Chen Mu was arrogant and showed a look of looking down on Feng Xin.

She was reluctant to bully her man. This man really lit a lamp in the toilet and was courting death!

"Chen Shizi, are you ready? If you are afraid, I will let King Feng find a swordsman to replace you?" Ye Lingyue blinked.

Chen Mu stared at Ye Lingyue's white jade flawless, innocent face with a somewhat charming face, and his mind swayed.

"Yuehou really likes to joke, so how can Chen be afraid. Don't worry, Chen can still block the spiritual tools of the mere rank, but Yuehou should not hurt his hand, but Chen will feel distressed."

As soon as Chen Mu said these words, the girl's heart was broken.

Feng Xin's eyes darkened, Chen Mu, such a good man, dared to molest his woman.

"Yuehou, what Chen Shizi said is good, it's better to try this knife, let this king do it for you." Feng Xin said, and stepped forward.

When Emperor Beiqing saw it, he would stop it.

Chen Mu had the intention to make Feng Xin make a fool of himself, but he was unwilling to let Feng Xin go.

"Feng Wang is right, it is a man's business to use a knife and a gun. At the time when General Feng Lan was famous all over the world, as his heir, even if he was weak, he would not even be able to carry a knife. rise."

Feng Xin had already taken the Tyrant Wind Blade and motioned Ye Lingyue to step aside.

"Feng Xin, don't be impatient." Conglu was a little worried about Feng Xin.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure." Feng Xin smiled and didn't say more.

The corners of Feng Xin's eyes drooped down, the light in her eyes dimmed a bit, her fingers were a little pale, and her arms were slightly trembling, as if she couldn't bear the weight of the Tyrant Wind Blade.

Chen Mu secretly smiled.

Feng Xin, that sick ghost, is also very serious. In order to fight for a breath in front of the beauty, he even gave up his life.

The Tyrant Wind Blade is an earth-level spirit tool, and a spirit tool of this level is not something that everyone can use. .

"King Feng, you only need to use the knife, don't worry, Chen will never push or avoid it."

Anyone with a discerning eye could hear Chen Mu's words, that he was ridiculing Feng Xin.

Emperor Beiqing's expression froze, and he was very dissatisfied with Chen Mu.

Chen Mu was too presumptuous. He really thought that with the support of the Hunyuan Sect, he could humiliate Feng Xin at will.

"Then I would like to thank Chen Shizi for your understanding." Feng Xin said, and suddenly raised the knife, mercilessly, and slashed in front of Chen Mu.

Chen Mu just raised the corner of his mouth, completely ignoring Feng Xin's attack.

But at this moment, Chen Mu suddenly noticed that Feng Xin's face quickly burst into a bright smile, and the smile was full of danger.

In his beautiful phoenix eyes, a violent murderous intent arose.

The air was instantly twisted.

Chen Mu's mind moved, and when he realized what, it was already too late.

The Tyrant Wind Blade is extremely cold, carrying the power of rage, and it is like a giant.

Chen Mu only felt that his scalp was numb, and he was about to retreat subconsciously, but unfortunately, he couldn't use any extra strength, and his knees suddenly became unbearable, and he sat down on the ground with his buttocks.

When Chen Mu was sitting on the ground.

"That's it!" Emperor Beiqing suddenly got up, and there was a dead silence in the arena. "Imperial Sword!"

The old courtiers of Beiqing who were present at the scene recognized it at a glance. Feng Xin's knife just now turned out to be the most proud of the unique skills in Beiqing's life, the second-rate martial arts emperor.

Everyone was still immersed in astonishment, but then, an even more astonishing scene happened.

The Tyrant Wind Blade in Feng Xin's hand suddenly broke into three pieces.

Cong Li was stunned, his knife was really broken?

Looking at the ground again, Chen Mu was still sitting there, Feng Xin's knife just now hit him on the shoulder.

Apart from falling to the ground and looking pale, Chen Mu was unscathed.

"Feng Wang is good at swordsmanship. It is worthy of General Feng Lan's famous skills. He can have such a terrifying shock and deterrent power without a single cent of Yuan strength." Suddenly listening to someone, who was laughing next to him, it was the Kaijiang King Chen Tuo.

"King Kaijiang is very polite. This king is only young. I have seen my father use it once. The power is less than 10% of what my father used to do. Today, my hands are itchy, and I am ugly." Feng Xin smiled.

The face of Kaijiang King Chen Tuo couldn't stop twitching.

With only 10% of the power, he made his precious son Chen Mu sit down on the ground in shock. The implication is that Feng Lan's martial arts are much stronger than their Kaijiang Palace.

Chen Mu woke up like a dream, and hurriedly stood up, his face full of embarrassment.

He was also dumbfounded just now. Feng Xin's knife was extremely fast, and he even reacted.

Fortunately, he was wearing a purple robe, otherwise he would really be hurt by the Feng family's tyrannical blade.

Ordinary spiritual weapons are good for defense, and they can actually break the attacking spiritual weapons. This purple robe is really not an ordinary spiritual robe.

Chen Mu was overwhelmed with emotion. He looked at the broken Tyrant Wind Blade, and then lowered his head to look at the purple robe on his body. Chen Mu was stunned.

At this time, some people also noticed the change in the purple robe on Chen Mu's body.

The original bland purple robe changed when he shattered the Tyrant Wind Blade with Feng Xin's knife.

"That's it? Is that a dragon?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the purple robe, only to see a golden flying dragon appearing on the purple robe without any pattern.

The dragon swims on the purple robe, lifelike, like a living thing, but it is an authentic Qiankun purple dragon robe.

"Congratulations to the sage, you have obtained this treasure!"

Seeing this, Chen Mu was shocked, and quickly took off the Qiankun Purple Dragon Robe and handed it over respectfully.

"Congratulations to the sage, you have obtained this treasure!"

Inside the Izumo Hall, there was a thunderous sound of congratulations.

Tonight, the ministers also saw countless congratulations, but this congratulatory gift from the Great Xia Yuehou, because of the participation of King Feng and Chen Shizi, was particularly impressive. Undoubtedly, Ye Lingyue's congratulations, became the most precious piece.

Emperor Beiqing was also shocked. She never expected that the purple robe that Ye Lingyue presented was so ingenious.

"The Marquis of Yue really has an exquisite mind. I will give you a reward for this thought. After all, what reward do you want?"

After Emperor Beiqing finished speaking, his eyes fixed on Ye Lingyue.

Xue Pianran tightened her fingers immediately, she was afraid that Ye Lingyue took advantage of this opportunity to propose something unreasonable.

"Your Majesty, the ministers and daughters want permanent governance in the area north of Zizhuling." Ye Lingyue pondered for a moment and said aloud.