Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

"Why are you running? Don't you have a higher level of cultivation than it does!?"

When Wang Feng saw them looking like they were about to die, he quickly shouted.

Yes, yes!

Only then did the female disciples realize that they had been led by Leng Ningyue for a long time, and the escape technique had become a subconscious habit.

Among the four of them, two are at the eighth level of the Po Yuan Realm and two are at the ninth level of the Po Yuan Realm. Even if the saint doesn't take action, they can still kill this giant python!

"Saintess, how about... let's stop your plan and just kill it."

After speaking, several female disciples drew out their cold swords and turned around to point directly at the giant python opposite.

The giant python seemed to feel that its life was in danger, and suddenly stopped, coiled up and looked at them hissingly.

When you reach the Po Yuan realm, your basic spiritual intelligence is almost fully developed. By the time you reach the Holy King, your IQ is basically indistinguishable from that of a human being.

But it still doesn't understand. Several people who were scared to death just now would actually draw their swords and point at it.

"Plan? What plan? Do you have a plan?"

Leng Ningyue's cold voice sounded, but her mind didn't turn around for a while, and she looked at the female disciples in slight confusion.

Leng Ningyue was confused, but the female disciples were even more confused. From the beginning to the end, they still thought that the saint had her own plan.

Unexpectedly... Damn it, she just ran away! ! ? ?

Of course, none of the female disciples said these foul words out loud, they just complained to Leng Ningyue in their hearts.

"Saint, do you really have no plan?"

Several female disciples asked again, and Leng Ningyue finally reacted.

Seeing their resentful looks, Leng Ningyue quickly straightened her expression.

"Okay, I've had enough fun, let's kill him."

Leng Ningyue raised her hand and waved it, as if she was strategizing. Several female disciples waited for a while and then had no choice but to kill him.

"Oh, are you so afraid of death?"

Wang Feng, who was standing behind Jiang Hanxi, couldn't help but joked.

Leng Ningyue turned around when she heard the sound. She bowed slightly to Jiang Hanxi first, and then she wanted to look at Wang Feng.

"Are you really not dead!?"

Leng Ningyue looked at the figure behind Jiang Hanxi and asked in surprise.

"You really want me to die, don't you?"

Wang Feng heard that he wanted to cross Jiang Hanxi again. He wanted to see what was in Leng Ningyue's mind.

"Let's go, the monster has escaped."

Jiang Hanxi moved his steps and looked at Leng Ningyue and said coldly. There seemed to be a sour smell in the air.

"Oh, okay."

Leng Ningyue just watched as Wang Feng's steps were blocked by the palace master.

She vaguely felt something was wrong, so she quickly responded and turned around to look behind her again.

Although several female disciples were panting, they were fine, they just consumed some spiritual energy.

As for the giant python that they fought with just now, they have disappeared.

There was a lot of water-like liquid on the dark passage walls and on the ground, and one could tell at a glance that it was the blood of the giant python.

Upon seeing this, Leng Ningyue quickly ran over to join her disciple, leaving enough space for Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi.

She felt that if she stayed with Jiang Hanxi again, she would really sweat. She always felt that the palace master was so hostile to her for no reason.

"Sister Fairy, are you... angry?"

Although Wang Feng's words were somewhat teasing, he did not dare to touch Jiang Hanxi for fear of irritating her.

Jiang Hanxi turned around and looked at Wang Feng coldly, which almost made Wang Feng sweat. It was almost the same as Leng Ningyue just now.

"She is the Saint of the Ice Palace. I don't allow any man to get close to her."

Jiang Hanxi's cold voice was particularly pleasant in the passage, and it echoed clearly in the passage, making him sound serious.

The four female disciples at the back didn't mind hearing this. They even thought that the sister Leng Ningyue was quite considerate and would protect her sister.

But Leng Ningyue was different. She didn't know how much she heard from these words, especially the sour smell~

She said how could the palace master be so hostile to her? She was so jealous, hahaha.

Leng Ningyue couldn't help but chuckle in her heart. She couldn't help it, her charm was so great.

Little did he know that Wang Feng had once thought of crushing her clever little brain. Fortunately, she was very honest and afraid of death.

Hiss~

That's not right. How could she be jealous of me for no reason?

I have only met Junior Brother Wang Feng a few times, and I have never even touched the clothes of either of us.

"Holy Maiden, we have to quickly return to the ground to join the team."

The four female disciples looked at Leng Ningyue and looked at the two figures not far away, standing there not knowing what they were thinking.

One of the four female disciples couldn't help shouting.

"Well, let me ask my sister if she and Junior Brother Wang Feng will go together."

Leng Ningyue, who was imagining a bloody plot, was interrupted. She responded and walked towards Jiang Hanxi.

"ah?"

On the other side, Wang Feng was stunned after hearing Jiang Hanxi's cold words.

But at this time, I realized that I was jealous! ?

Tsk tsk tsk, just be jealous if you’re jealous, and you’ve got the reputation of thinking about others, which sounds pretty much like that.

"Pfft..."

Wang Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter. He didn't stop until he saw Jiang Hanxi's increasingly cold eyes.

What is he...laughing at?

Jiang Hanxi's face was as calm as frost, but she felt a little guilty in her heart.

Looking at the eyes between Wang Feng and her, she couldn't help but want to avoid it, but she still suppressed it forcefully.

"Sister, sister..."

At this moment, a cautious and softer voice came from behind Jiang Hanxi.

Now Jiang Hanxi felt a little grateful to Leng Nigyue for saving the situation, and could finally avoid Wang Feng's eyes that looked at her with a smile.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Hanxi looked at Leng Ningyue with a slight frown and asked.

"Sister, yes, how about we go together? Do you want to leave this underground maze?"

Leng Ningyue called out tentatively again, fearing that Jiang Hanxi would be unhappy.

"Okay, okay, we came out this time to find an exit."

Before Jiang Hanxi could speak, Wang Feng spoke immediately from behind.

It was this unintentional sentence that made Jiang Hanxi feel a little depressed.

Did he agree so quickly because he saw Leng Ningyue? ...

Every time I give something to Leng Ningyue, I always say that I want to give it to Leng Ningyue first. Secretly, I must not know how much I have given to her...

As we all know, women are magical creatures, and even Jiang Hanxi was no exception and began to think hard.

"Um......"

Jiang Hanxi responded lightly, her voice seemed a bit suppressed, but she concealed it well.

Leng Ningyue was just confused for a moment, then called four female disciples not far away to come and gather together.

Why is she in a bad mood again?

But as a man who has been with Jiang Hanxi for nine generations, he can smell it even if Jiang Hanxi farts.

Jiang Hanxi's mood now made him feel very lost.

It's like... you want to beat him up? ? ?

"Let's go, I remember the exit when we came down was over there."

Leng Ningyue pointed to the direction in which they ran, several of them holding lamps in their hands.

ready to go!