Huangfei counterattack system: I am being chased and favored by the devil king

Boom boom boom! ! !

The strength that had just been promoted to the late stage of the Ninth Realm of Lingyuan began to surge upward again.

The pinnacle of the Nine Realms of Lingyuan...

At the beginning of the Tenth Realm of Lingyuan...

middle term...

Later...

peak……

The speed of promotion soared upwards like a rocket, and even Ye Qingxi couldn't control it, and it didn't stop until the middle of the Dzogchen realm.

And just after stopping in the middle stage of the Dzogchen realm, in the illusory space, spiritual energy surged, condensed away, and turned into an ethereal figure.

"Little girl, you can really do it!" The figure said to Ye Qingxi as soon as it appeared.

Ye Qingxi looked at him suspiciously, white hair, long beard, and wrinkled face, "Who are you?" You actually appeared here with her.

"Hmph! How rude! I am Yuan He's sword intent!" Yuan He frowned and scolded angrily.

"Are you really Yuanhe Sword Intent? How did you appear?" Ye Qingxi asked in shock.

Hearing this question, Yuanhe laughed loudly, "That's why I said, little girl, you are really good at it! From the birth of Yuanhe Sword Art to the present, you are the first one who can superimpose the seven moves and summon sword intent people."

Therefore, he appeared because Ye Qingxi used the seven Yuanhe Sword Techniques superimposed and summoned him by coincidence.

"Then what can I do if I summon you?" After learning the truth, Ye Qingxi looked at him with her arms folded and asked.

Yuan He was taken aback by her question, and didn't know what to say for a while.

No, what kind of reaction is this?

Doesn't she know that even a practitioner who specializes in sword arts needs excellent talent and luck to summon sword intent?Why is she so calm?

Thinking of this, Yuan He couldn't help asking: "It takes a talented practitioner to summon me."

Ye Qingxi nodded and said calmly, "I know I'm very talented, isn't this normal?"

Listening to Ye Qingxi's casual tone, there was no hint of modesty.Yuan He looked at her speechlessly.

This is too proud, right?But she does have the capital to be proud.

Yuan He still wanted to talk to her, and there was a tremor in the space.

"The space is about to collapse, can you go?" Ye Qingxi looked around and asked Yuan He.

"Go? Where can I go? You summoned me, do you still plan to ignore me?!" Hearing this, Yuan He frowned as if his tail had been stepped on, and even changed his self-proclaimed "I" just now. Became "I".

Ye Qingxi looked at him speechlessly, "Then how do you go out with me?"

She is just a soul here now, as long as the soul returns to the body, it will be fine.But Yuanhe is just a sword intent, where can he go back?

"Don't you have the Mushang Sword? Although the grade is a bit low, it can barely be used as a habitat. You use your soul to release your consciousness to wrap me up and take it out of here."

"it is good."

Ye Qingxi nodded, released her spiritual consciousness to wrap him, and left here.

The soul returns to the body, and Yuanhe is attached to the Mushang sword.

The different pupils slowly opened, and Ye Qingxi's figure gradually changed from nothingness to reality.

Yuanhe has also entered the Mushang sword, but the aura around Ye Qingxi's body has not stopped, but is getting more and more abundant.

Obviously she has stopped promoting, why hasn't the aura dissipated?

"Boom!!"

In the sky, there was a sound of thunder, and Ye Qingxi slapped her head. How could she have forgotten that after the promotion, there will be spirit thunder quenching the body!

The strength of the Dzogchen realm has increased to ten spirit thunders, and with the addition of the tenth realm of Lingyuan and her special constitution, she needs to withstand a total of seventeen spirit thunders.

Since you want to temper your body, then come!

With a long howl, Ye Qingxi raised her sword to meet Linglei.

The night was as cool as water and silent.

When everyone fell asleep, a small corner in the palace called Palace Wuyou was emitting faint light. If you look carefully, you will find that these faint lights are some beautiful fireflies, and the people surrounded by these fireflies are It's an eight-year-old girl.

The girl's skin is as delicate as fat and white as snow, and she has a pair of piercing big eyes, but she is different from others in that she has a pair of golden-red pupils with different colors, the golden color is noble, and the red color is alluring.The long eyelashes covered the coldness in her eyes, and the blood was already bitten on her small and thin lips.

Her body was covered with many whip wounds, and the old and new scars intertwined, which made people feel distressed.

But at this moment, there was no one around the girl who could help her, and she had already lost her physical strength and fell into a coma.

The next day, the emperor flew into a rage, ordered the entire palace and even the capital to be strictly sealed off, and ordered layer upon layer of investigations, which made everyone panic. implicate yourself.

Everyone knows why the emperor is angry, because this morning the court lady went to serve the little princess of Yuehe Kingdom. When Yue Xingran, the jewel in the palm of the emperor's hand, was washing, she found that there was no one on standby in Wuyou Palace, and everyone disappeared inexplicably. Yue Xingran was seriously injured and fell into a coma in the bedroom. When the imperial doctors rushed over, the little princess was only breathing shallowly, as if she was about to leave by accident.

The emperor was furious, and the imperial doctors hurriedly checked the princess' pulse and prescribed medicines, and then pulled the little princess back from the gate of hell. The little daughter whom he had loved since childhood suffered such a serious injury, the emperor was naturally very angry, and immediately ordered that To find out the real culprit who hurt the little princess.

"You tell me, who is so bold that he dared to break into the palace at night and hurt the little princess? Isn't this going to be an enemy of the entire Yuehe Kingdom?"

"I don't know, but the murderer is really vicious, and the little princess is only eight years old now, a lively and lovely little girl, how can she be so pitifully injured like this."

"I hope the emperor can bring the culprit to justice as soon as possible. The little princess can't suffer such serious injuries in vain."

One morning, the people on the street were talking about this matter, and the spread was so fast that Yue Xinghe, who had just returned to the capital, heard about it.

"Yingyi, hurry to the palace!" Yue Xinghe sat in the low-key carriage, and the surrounding temperature was unbelievably low.

"Yes!" Ying Yi responded quickly, and drove the carriage towards the imperial palace.

In the palace of no worries, Yue Xingran was lying on the couch with her eyes closed, her face was pale, her forehead was hot, and her body was still sweating, causing the imperial doctors to turn around in a hurry.

"I don't want to raise waste, if the little princess can't wake up safely, you don't have to stand." Yue Jinglong saw his little daughter so weak, and angrily threw the teacup to the ground.

"The emperor calms down. I have a way to cool down the little princess. Please trouble Miss Caiwei to fetch a jug of spirits. The stronger the better." An imperial physician said boldly.

"Do as he says." The emperor waved his hand and said.

"Your servant obeys." Caiwei blessed her body, and hurriedly went out to get the spirits.

On the way back, I also met several princes rushing to Sanssouci Palace.

"I've met some of your Highnesses, please greet your Highnesses." Cai Wei watched a group of people approaching and quickly saluted.

"Pingshen, how is Ranran doing now?" Yue Xinghe waved his hand and asked about Yue Xingran's situation, and everyone could hear the anxiety in his tone.

"Returning to Your Highness, the little princess has a fever now, and the temperature has not dropped for a long time. The imperial doctor asked the servant to bring spirits to cool the little princess down." Caiwei Fushen replied.

"Then let's go."

After speaking, everyone rushed towards the Palace of Sanssouci.

"My son, pay respects to the emperor." Several princes came to Yue Xingran's bedroom, and saw Yue Xingran lying on the bed, the temperature in their eyes kept dropping.

"Who hurt Ran Ran like this?" Yue Xinghe said angrily.