Remember [www.novelhall.com] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!

Ye Lingyue tried to figure out that it was only Hongmeng Fangxian who secretly influenced himself to enter Hongmengtian.

"Master, what is Hongmenzi, what should we do?"

Ding Ling is also a little panicked.

"Reassure, this is not an absolute bad thing. At least, we can be sure that the last piece of Jiuzhou Ding film is in the hands of Hongmeng Fangxian."

Ye Lingyue sinks into the road.

It seems that she has been looking for the wrong direction earlier.

She also thought that the ninth piece of the film was in the hands of Sumi.

After all, Jiuzhou Ding Dingling was also so speculative. It seems that the ninth piece of Ding is just in the hands of Hong Meng Fang Xian.

And that piece of ding, must be an extremely important piece of ding, its existence, must be closely related to Hong Mengtian.

Otherwise, Hong Meng Fang Xian is only relying on mental strength, it is impossible to curb Ye Lingyue into Hong Mengtian, after all, he is only the master of Hongmeng Heaven.

Moreover, the size of Hong Mengtian was far from the level of today.

The loss of control of Hong Mengtian is not the most worrying of Ye Lingyue. She is more worried about Jiuzhou Ding.

Hong Mengtian was born because of Jiuzhou Ding, and Ding is the source of everything.

If Hong Meng Fang Xian is really his own enemy, Hong Mengtian is only his first step. What he really wants to capture is Jiuzhou Ding.

You must not let Jiuzhou Ding fall into the hands of Hongmeng Fangxian and Luoyan Fangxian!

"In any case, everything has to wait until I find Hongmeng Fangxian, then I can tell the truth. At the moment, she must first leave the Jiuzhong Shenyuan."

Ye Lingyue raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

Not far away, the blood fog is like a terrible smog, gradually approaching, engulfing all the vitality in the Jiu Shen Shen Yuan.

However, Ye Lingyue’s heart is not a bit flustered.

She believes that the Emperor must be able to take her and leave the Jiu Shen Shen Yuan.

Although, Ye Lingyue does not know, there is still a way for the emperor to break the blood fog of Jiuzhong Shenyuan.

However, she just believes in him.

Emperor, you have always been a man who can make a miracle.

Sky, faintly only see a figure of black dot size.

It was only suddenly that the black spot was around and there was a bright light.

this is!

Ye Lingyue’s shackles are heavy.

On the black spots, a lot of power volatility sprang up, just like a long-awaited volcano, which suddenly broke out.

In the gods of the emperor, the power of the gods is constantly moving like a meteor.

In addition to the power of God, in the chest of the emperor, a group of horrible demon power like a small sun, ready to come out.

That power, Ye Lingyue is familiar.

At the end of the night, the enchanting sun once let the emperor be surrounded by the right path of the Qingzhou continent, like a small sun, hanging in the air.

It’s just different from the earlier, exudes a terrible demon power.

The enchanting sun hanging in the air looks a little different from the previous one.

The enchanting sun was originally black, but after the emperor merged with the **** of the sacred seal, and gained the power of the body, he injected some power into the enchanting sun.

Demon power, divine power, this is originally two kinds of power, but under the control of the emperor, they are perfectly integrated.

The enchanting sun broke out and rushed into the sky, bursting with amazing light.

In an instant, it will completely illuminate the entire nine-fold sky.

The blood fog, the blood fog that had spread from the past, suddenly changed under the illumination of the enchanting sun.

Blood fog, not as expected, quickly collapsed.

On the contrary, they are like a cat that looks like a scent, and rushes toward the end of the night.

The enchanting sun is madly devouring those blood fog, and the enchanting sun is also changing rapidly.

From the initial dark gold, to the blood of gold, under its reflection, the entire nine-fold gods are like the reflection of the setting sun.

The emperor wrinkled his frown slightly. From the sentence of Ye Lingyue, he opened the fog and saw the blue sky. He thought that the end of the night, the enchanting sun might be useful for these blood fogs, but he did not expect that the end of the night was actually absorbed by the blood fog. Second net.

After swallowing those blood fog, the end of the night, the sorrowful yang sent a **** light, and it could not wait to return to the emperor's body.

The emperor only felt that there were countless flames burning in his body, and what was flashing in his mind.

He forced the fire of his heart, and his body fell, and the man had already fallen back to the ground.

"Imperial!"

Ye Lingyue witnessed this scene, fearing that the emperor had something to do, and she stepped forward and looked at the emperor with concern.

"The emperor - the emperor - the perfection of abandonment - can be refined without the merits -"

In the brain, a voice is not scattered, and it keeps echoing.

The emperor was bathed in an unusual red light.

His eyes turned into a **** color, and the cry of Ye Lingyue was unheard of.

He was surrounded by cold cold and completely immersed in his own world. Such an imperial concubine made Ye Lingyue shudder.

She couldn't help but think of the appearance of Feng Qi's illness before, but Feng Qi and Wu Zhong did not have already been...

No, she must not let the emperor become what it used to be.

"Imperial!"

Ye Lingyue was in a hurry and hugged the emperor.

The man's body, stiff and cold, is like an ice cube, no temperature at all.

Ye Lingyue was in a hurry, picked up his toes and put on the lips of Emperor.

An inch of white, from the mouth of her mouth, entered the emperor's lips.

On the cold lips, two more petals are soft.

The fragrance of the woman has penetrated into the mouth.

In the brain, a **** shrouded emperor felt a warmth.

He subconsciously wants to be close to the warmth and fragrance.

Like a person who has been suffering for a long time, I met Ganlin and turned to sputum* to **** the sweetness that moistened his body and mind.

The blood was scattered, and the eyes gradually became clear. Ye Lingyue’s face was close at hand.

The soft eyelashes touched his face.

The Emperor subconsciously deepened this kiss, and his arms hugged the people in his arms.

Tong, chasing without hesitation, until Ye Lingyue realized that the emperor had already woke up, Ye Lingyue snorted and wanted to let go of the emperor.

It is only the emperor who rarely enjoys the initiative of Ye Lingyue, where is willing to give up, the silver silk of the cockroaches is involved in the lips of the two.

He glared at her lips until Ye Lingyue was breathless and unable to help, and he let go of his hand.

"Imperial, you are only..."

Ye Lingyue wants to stop.

The mysterious blood fog, succumbed to the end of the night, but I do not know why, Ye Lingyue's heart is very uneasy, subconscious, she clenched the emperor.

The man’s arms have been restored to warmth, as if it was just a moment, just a phantom.

"It’s just being affected by the blood fog, it’s not a problem. I’m not okay.”

The emperor pressed the weird voice in his mind and looked around.

The blood fog has completely disappeared, and the Jiuzhong Shenyuan has recovered.

"Let's leave here first, lest everyone worry."