Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1203 Do you think anyone is as mad as you?

There are thousands of kinds of flowers, and there is one kind of flower, which is the king of flowers. It is beautiful and beautiful, and it is a peony.

The spirit of the fourth elder sister, Lingyao, the **** of thousands of flowers, is actually a big peony that can move and go!

When a tall peony with luxuriant branches and green leaves and seven colors of petals appeared in front of Gong Siyu, he raised his sword eyebrows and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but He endured it again, and finally couldn't hold it back. Next to Lingyu's side, he turned his back, his shoulders trembled, and forced himself not to laugh.

"This woman's body... is actually a big peony?" Gong Siyu couldn't help but laughed, "Kid, this is your half-sister? It's a flower? What's the matter with your Protoss? Can it give birth to a flower? Flowers coming?"

Liuyun was aside, as if he had known that Lingyao's body was a "rich and noble" big peony, with a huge column floating on the side, laughing wildly.

The key is that this flower can speak.

The petals are like growing a mouth, two eyes, and a nose. Lingyao, who was forced out of the original shape by the spirit, became angry and furious. The two emerald leaves spread out on the branches and leaves are her hands, "You! You will regret it!" "

With a dark smile, Lingwei slowly took out his Three Realms mobile phone, turned on the camera function, and began to take photos of Lingyao's body from multiple angles. He did not forget that he finally came to a group photo and recorded a video.

"The Protoss is a bit special. The God Emperor has ten children in total, but apart from me and Shang Shang, the other eight are all wombs bred from heaven and earth. They are not born after the kind of things the God Emperor and the concubines gave birth to. The divine fetus was born from the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and there are many kinds. This sibling was born as a walking big peony. Among the many brothers and sisters, I was special when there was no death. Qing Yaoji was conceived and gave birth to a human-shaped fetus in October, so they excluded me."

This is easy to explain.

Because the spirit is a natural baby born of the **** emperor and Qing Yaoji.

But her brothers and sisters are all kinds of "breeds" bred by Tiandi, and there is a big difference between the two.

"Sister! Sister, they are here! I see Lingyuan!"

Lingyuan, the prince of the gods, the future **** emperor.

Lingshang seemed to be very jealous of Lingyuan, so he ran into the main hall and approached Linggui to get a sense of security.

Nearly the moment Lingshang and Gong Siyu ran in, they felt a terrifying aura that was overwhelmingly crowded towards them.

Many people came, like gods descending.

Because Lingyao was not as strong as Lingyao when he used the method, Lingyao couldn't change back into a human form at all. Feeling "compressed by the army", Lingyao was very excited and felt that he was rescued. He ran out of the hall.

I saw a life-sized, leafy peony flower ran out in a panic, and while running, the flower was crying for help, "Big Brother! Spiritual will kill me! Big Brother help."

Lingyao was very pitiful, and her heartbroken cry echoed in the hall.

With a smile in Lingyumei’s eyes, she felt that the gods of the Protoss led by Lingyuan had arrived outside the sky palace, the dark clouds in the sky were dispelled, and there was a sense of tension in the air. Lingshou raised his chin proudly but fearlessly, elegantly and extremely proudly, putting his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers, and taking the elegant and neat steps, his aura was fully open, and he walked out of the hall.

And behind her, three men followed.

A dear brother in his heart, a dear friend, blood thicker than water.

The eighty-eighth heaven with golden mist and golden light is located above the sky above the suspended island of the Flower Temple. The gods descend, the cranes spread their wings in the clouds, and the colorful dragons fly in the sky. The formation is like the presence of the gods and the gods. Tens of thousands of divine soldiers hung in the sky, standing on the top of the cloud, from a perspective overlooking all living beings, surrounding the entire flower temple on the suspended island.

Every god, every day general has an expression of indifference and high coldness, and contempt for the common people.

The sky is reflected in the sky, and the blue mist covers the mouth.

The heavenly drums shook the sky in unison, and the gods gathered here. At the moment when the spirit appeared, all the members of the Protoss paid their attention to her.

And the man standing at the head of the gods was not someone else, but he was the protoss prince Lingyuan who had fought bare-handed with Ling Yu in the tomb of the emperor.

Heroic posture, extremely cold, golden crown and hair, dressed in eight-claw Tenglong golden robe, sharp and beautiful eyes are not temperature, cold to the bone, high nose, knife-cut lips, strong neck, The exalted golden robe can show the contours of the developed texture on the narrow waist of his shoulders and arms, handsome and arrogant.

He stood on the top of the cloud, looking down below, and his icy cold eyes carried an extremely suffocating sense of oppression, full of the coldness and deterrence that crushed the audience.

At this moment, from the original coffin palace and the sky above the Tiangong Temple of the Flower Temple, a walking colorful peony flower seemed to have encountered a life-saving straw, panicked and flew into the sky, crying, and fell tragically. In front of Lingyuan.

"Brother Lingyuan, help! Lingyu wants to kill me! She injured me and humiliated me..."

Ling Yuan's eyes were not warm, and his eyes stared coldly in front of the crying big peony, as if he didn't recognize Lingyao.

"You who."

"..."

The handsome cold eyes narrowed slightly. After recognizing who was in front of him, Ling Yuan couldn't hide his surprise, "Lingyao? Peony?"

At that moment, Chu Chu was pitiful, and the crying Lingyao stiffened. She felt that thousands of eyes around her were gathering strangely on her, but before that, the realm of God only knew that she was the **** of thousands of flowers, a god. The daughter of the emperor, the noble princess of the gods, no one knew that she was actually a big peony.

She was mad and excited again. She thought she was coming to save the soldiers, so she desperately asked her elder brother to be the master for herself, but she never forgot that she was still in her original form and could not change back.

But Lingyao wasn't in a mess, and he insisted that Lingyu had turned her into such a touch.

"It's Lingyu who made me into this kind of pattern because she felt that I had robbed her of her temple, but eldest brother, she has been dead for thousands of years, who knew she would come back alive, her temple was long It's uninhabited, can't it be changed! She is simply making trouble!"

"Sister Si, you are a fool who treats all the gods as irrespective of their bodies. Do you think that everyone is as mindless as you?"

The cold and gentle female voice pierced the sky.

Ling Yu leaped in the air, standing on the top of the cloud, hunting in his clothes and hair flying.

Behind her, Gong Siyu, Liuyun and Lingshang also followed, with different expressions.

A burst of purple spiritual power overflowed from Lingshou's fingertips, tap Lingyao's peony flower...

(End of this chapter)