Concubine Chang's sturdy mother beat him

Chapter 262 Who Solved My Illusion
The light words were sent to everyone's ears mixed with the cold wind, and the masked man Mingdong was even more stagnant, and he was a step slower and received a punch from Yali.

The figure stepped back uncontrollably, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Yali frowned and looked at him who was not far away, "It's even, come on, keep fighting."

But Mingdong didn't seem to hear his words, his eyes fell on Molai and Mosang at the ladder, his eyes showed shock and disbelief!In vain, he bowed his knees, knelt down and said tremblingly, "Your Highness!"

Yali was stunned for a moment, and the surrounding battlefield froze for a moment. Everyone looked to this side, and followed Mingdong's line of sight to see Molai and Mosang.

All the nobles of Yong'an Kingdom changed their expressions drastically!
Luo Yao and Pang Luo froze.

Pang Ling looked at Mo Lai and Mo Sang who suddenly appeared in disbelief, her red lips quivering slightly, and asked in disbelief, "Your Highness Mo Lai, Your Highness Mo Sang, why are you here?"

Mo Sang, who seemed to be gentle and fair, took a step forward, looked at Luo Yao with a grin, and said, "Your Highness is nothing special, is it?" Luo Yao turned pale, thinking of the words he said to Ye Haotian earlier. , they couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts, they had all heard about Mosang's eerie temperament!
All the master guards of the nobles stopped and looked at their two brothers in disbelief. Although the two of Molai Mosang did not have the powerful aura of Ye Haotian, their cold aura was even more disturbing and frightening.

Especially Mosang... His methods are notoriously vicious, because he angered him, many nobles died in his hands!
Mosang suddenly looked at Pang Luo, "Little Prince, don't you recognize me?" Pang Luo's expression was the ugliest he had ever seen before!
"I've only been away for two years, and now I'm forgotten. I feel really sad. Or do you think it would be better if both my brother and I died outside, so that the little prince can become a king?"

Pang Ling trembled when she heard the words, and Pang Luo, the person involved, turned pale. Although his eyes were unwilling, he also knew how much threat Mosang's words posed. It was not his fault alone, but the charge of treason. ah!

With a stiff face, he bowed to show humility, and said, "Your Highness, you have misunderstood."

The scene changed so quickly that Yali and Kate were dumbfounded. They saw a group of high-spirited nobles who looked like balloons that had collapsed after seeing Molai and Mosang.

All languid!

Kate and Yali looked at each other with shock in their eyes, "There are two more princes?" The prince and princess of Yong Anguo and Qi Linguo have come!

And they're all on the same team!

Who are these people!
Ye Haotian and the others who got off the ladder didn't know that a big battle disappeared without a trace under the powerful means of Molai and Mosang. The two princes of Yong'anguo hold vengeance very much!

Mo Lai and Mo Sang bought time for Ye Haotian and the others at the top. They knew that even if they could stop Pang Luo and the others for a while, they would not be able to stop them for a lifetime. Although they could beat Pang Luo and Luo Yao with their status, in terms of strength, Molai and Mosang, who only have a two-person team, are weak.

The prestige that can be given is enough for them to borrow, especially Mosang, who seems to be easy to talk, but actually has a fierce temperament. The impression left in the minds of these nobles is enough to deter them for a period of time.

Huang Wenlong and the others were walking ahead, every step on the ladder was frightening, as long as there was a slight mistake in one step, they would be crushed to pieces.

They searched for the other end of the rope and went deeper.

And the people who climbed the rock wall to the bottom of the abyss did not stop moving forward. The deeper they went, the less they could see the situation below. The thick black fog was filled with a penetrating breath, and it penetrated everywhere!

From time to time, they could hear the echo of mournful shouts from the cliff, making Huang Wenlong's palms sweat.

There seems to be an enchantment on the ladder, which isolates the fog of death, which makes them feel relieved, but the fog of death is so close that it seems that they can touch it with one hand, which makes people tremble.

The more Huang Wenlong and the others watched, the more fortunate they were. They followed Zhang Yifan's advice and did not rush down the rock wall impulsively. Otherwise, even if they didn't fall, they would be killed if they came into contact with the fog of death.

Especially the three of Huang Wenlong who did not have the strength to defend against the fog of death.

And as this group of cultivators deepened, the secrets under the abyss were being opened to them...

Qin Su and Xiao E in the Lingquan showed no signs of waking up, and the cracks in Xiaolong's eggshell were getting bigger and bigger, and it didn't seem like it would take long to transform out of it.

The psychic monkey squatted on the ground, with its feet spread apart and its hands in the middle. The strange posture was somewhat funny, and it watched the three people in the spiritual spring without blinking, and the spiritual mist filled the sky , There is a tendency to evaporate the spiritual spring.

The psychic monkey squeaked, "Grandpa, this woman's spiritual power is so strong that she can't fill it up no matter what."

It has been absorbed for nearly 10 days, but there is no abnormality at all, and the expression seems to be falling asleep naturally.

Breathing steadily, his complexion is not so pale compared to ten days ago.

"Miracle, miracle." Even Long Yuan couldn't tell what was going on, he was obviously a mortal, but he showed such strength.

The psychic monkey scratched its head, and if he couldn't figure it out, he just stopped thinking about it. He fixed his eyes on Qin Su's face as if he wanted to see something, and suddenly thought of someone who was similar to her. The psychic monkey's eyes lit up, whoosh Swish up the tree and disappear near the Lingquan.

Leaving Long Yuan alone looking at Qin Su, shaking his head and muttering, "It's weird, it's weird."

Feng Hanlin, who had been ignored for nearly ten days, was almost growing grass. The psychic monkey caught a glimpse of him fainted on the ground and hadn't woken up. That's how it is, humans are so strange."

The psychic monkey forgot... If you didn't give Feng Hanlin the Yin fruit to eat at will, he wouldn't be like this...

Dragging Feng Hanlin all the way to the vicinity of the Lingquan, Long Yuan saw that there was another human being barging in. He couldn't help being surprised, and after seeing Feng Hanlin's face...

His old face darkened.

"Little monkey, did you give him the yin fruit?"

"I ate one." The psychic monkey scratched his head innocently, "He accidentally fell into the spiritual spring."

Long Yuan looked at the naked soul tree, and the only remaining fruit on it was picked just like that!Still being eaten by humans, Ryūyen's white beard flicked in anger.

Unable to bear the pain in my heart, I wailed,

"That is the fruit that bears fruit once in a hundred years, and you actually ate it for him..."

"Grandpa, I also ate one decades ago, not a hundred years." The psychic monkey corrected, Long Yuan's expression froze, and he glared at the psychic monkey and said angrily, "Are you saying that I remembered it wrong?"

"I remember it wrong." The psychic monkey rolled his eyes at him, "If you don't believe me, think about it yourself, oh, I almost forgot, you died 100 years ago."

Long Yuan supported his forehead and sighed, "Grudge, oh grieve."

The psychic monkey rolled its humanized eyeballs, and said innocently, "Grandpa, I didn't mess with the dull dragon again. You called the wrong word. It should be old." The psychic monkey imitated Longyuan's Speaking in tone, no matter in demeanor or tone, they were very similar, and Long Yuan's old face twitched.

For a moment, he froze in place and had nothing to say.

The psychic monkey ignored Long Yuan, dragged Feng Hanlin by one foot, and led him to the Lingquan, letting him approach the Lingquan to absorb the spiritual mist that filled the sky because of Qin Su and the others.

While walking, he muttered helplessly, "Everyone, old and young, stays the same."

Feng Hanlin woke up while being dragged, and he didn't care about the pain all over his body, when he saw a fluffy golden monkey with two big black grape-like eyes staring at him, overreacting A Ji Ling rolled over backwards.

(End of this chapter)