Princess Against the World

Heart throbbing, she flashed out of chaos.

In the Ling residence, except for the Xuanhuang people, everyone was suppressed by the coercion and could not lift up.

Feng Chenglin was all fat, and shrank tremblingly in the corner, as if he was frightened by something, and his face was pale.

This is the respect and reverence that comes from the bones.

Without strength, there will only be crushed shares.

"boom!"

Ling Luoyu's coercion was released, covering the Ling residence, resisting the sweeping coercion.

Without the pressure, Feng Chenglin rubbed his waist and got up.

"Fuck, what happened just now? Why do I feel like I'm being held down by a mountain, and my whole body is sore?!"

Ling Yunxi's eyes turned sharply, and he looked at the flower hall behind him.

His cultivation base is above Xuanhuang, and he has a certain perception of coercion.

He could feel that the coercion of this confrontation came from his side.

Under the door of the flower hall, Ling Luoyu came leisurely.

"Yu'er?!" Ling Yunxi took a deep breath.

When they separated, she was still at the Eighth Stage of Xuanling. How could he not perceive her cultivation when they met again?

From the coercion she released, she could feel that her cultivation was more than one step higher than his.

"Yu'er...you...what is your cultivation base now?"

Ling Luo Yu said calmly, "The seventh level of Emperor Xuan..."

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came from Feng Chenglin's waist.

The fat man was completely shaken by Ling Luoyu.

"Fuck f*ck..."

Anyone who hears this will twist their waists.

A few days ago, he was still at the eighth level of Xuanling, but in an instant he became the seventh level of Xuanhuang.

Is the profound energy so special that it belongs to your family?

How many levels do you want to upgrade at will, how many levels can you upgrade? !

Does this keep him alive? !

Not caring about the pain in his waist, Feng Chenglin twisted his waist, leaned his body, and asked in pain, "Ling Luoyu, why did you make it clear to Young Master Ben... how did you do it?!"

Ling Luoyu smiled clearly, raised his hand to caress his waist, and pulled him back with force.

"Crack!"

Fatty Feng let out a groan, bared his teeth in pain, and tried to move his fat waist.

"Tell the truth! Three young masters, did your family take any elixir? Why are your cultivation bases flying up and down?! You are going too far. When you talk about the seventh level of Xuanhuang, it's just the seventh level of Xuanhuang. ?! Can we still be friends after we come?!"

This is not a high-level person, can you still play happily? !

Ling Luoyu laughed and threw the bag of medicinal pills that had been prepared.

"Damn fat man, if there is something good, how could this young master forget you?! Your share has been prepared for you a long time ago!"

Feng Chenglin also forgot about his fat waist, and hurriedly opened the bag: "What is this?"

"This is the medicinal pill for your Feng family! I have already noted the functions and uses of all medicinal pills! You take these things home first, and if you still need them, come to me after you run out!"

"Pills?" Feng Chenglin looked at the bag with a bloody face: "Ling Sanshao, you robbed someone's medicine store? Why are there so many?"

"Where did you come from? As long as you can improve the overall strength of your Feng family..."

"boom!"

The second coercion suddenly hit.

This one seems to be a deadly enemy like the previous one, hitting the first coercion back with absolute force.

Ling Luoyu jokingly said, "It's a fight..."

Feng Chenglin was at a loss: "Who is fighting?"

Outside the number: Thank you Nansheng Gufeng. ~Shen Si~Yao Qianhe~Mu Xue~Smile can't help but feel sad~There is a cloud made of rain in the wind~Miao? Waiting for the reward of the seven beautiful girls~~~(*￣3)(ε￣*)

Outside the number: Thank you Nansheng Gufeng. ~Shen Si~Yao Qianhe~Mu Xue~Smile can't help but feel sad~There is a cloud made of rain in the wind~Miao? Waiting for the reward of the seven beautiful girls~~~(*￣3)(ε￣*)