Chapter 607 Childish Ghost
Chapter 607 Childish Ghost
"Jiu'er, if you dare to say I can't do it again, I will eat you up!"
Gong Mingyue played with the black hair on her head, with a hint of grievance in his tone.
“No, no, no…” Thinking of how he almost lost control tonight, her scalp tingled. Although she had lived two lives, this body was still that of a minor in modern times. She just couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.
"Ayue, has your current cultivation reached the peak in this continent?" Gong Mingyue's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he responded in a low voice.
"Can I ascend to become a god at any time?"
"Until Jiu'er's cultivation reaches the Heavenly Venerable Realm, I will not ascend."
Ji Jiuying laughed, so for her, he would not use those powers easily. As for what happened today, he just disliked Ye Qingchen!
What a childish ghost!
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Nine Heavens Temple!
Yingyue, Yinhan, Wuxin, Longyang, and Ziyu all gathered in the hall.
"I never thought that the peace of the Heaven Realm for hundreds of years would be destroyed by a little girl."
"Yin Han, you will die if you don't speak!"
Zi Yu slapped Yin Han on the back of the head, and Yin Han touched the back of his head in pain.
"Sister Zi Yu, are you still a woman? You're so rude. Be careful that no one will marry you!"
When Zi Yu heard this, she was so angry that she wanted to draw her sword.
"Okay Yin Han, I think you are just itching for trouble, so you dare to curse me."
As he was about to slap him, Yin Han grabbed his hand in mid-air: "You!"
Ever since Yin Han contracted the Burning Sky Sword in the Dragon Clan's secret realm, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Even Zi Yu, who originally had a higher cultivation level than him, is no match for him.
"Let go!"
"I won't, unless Sister Ziyu promises not to hit me!"
Zi Yu took a deep breath, "I promise you!"
Just as Yin Han let go, a smile flashed in Zi Yu's eyes, and she stepped hard on Yin Han's instep.
Ouch——
Yin Han's cry of pain pierced the hall, startling a bird above his head.
"You don't follow martial ethics!"
Zi Yu grinned, "This is what happens when you mess with me."
Yin Han muttered to Wu Xin who was trying not to laugh, "This woman is such a tyrant! Don't mess with this woman! She's so ruthless."
"I see you're enjoying it!"
"Which eye of yours saw me enjoying myself? I'm almost crippled by her."
"I saw it with both eyes."
"..."
Zi Yu didn't bother to pay attention to the two men who were muttering to each other, and looked at Yingyue: "Yingyue, how is Qingling?"
Although there was no expression on Yingyue's face, people who knew him could sense the worry in his eyes.
"She was locked up in the Linglong Tower by the mistress. We will know tomorrow whether she can regain her sanity."
"Is it possible to regain sanity after being transformed into a demon?" Longyang looked at Yingyue in confusion.
Yingyue told them everything that happened today, and they were secretly surprised. Gods? There are still Gods on this continent?
Just as he was about to say something, several people looked stern and quickly stood where they were respectfully.
An invisible sense of oppression came over the air, and an unfathomable evil man appeared in the main seat!
"master!"
Several people clasped their hands together, leaned forward slightly, and respectfully saluted the man in the main seat.
Gong Mingyue leaned lazily on the main seat, his deep eyes were as cold as the stars in winter, or like an eagle in the dark night, cold, lonely, yet domineering.
"Longyang, you speak!"
The sense of oppression brought by just five words is not something that ordinary people can bear. Long Yang's mind turned thousands of times, and he walked forward and said respectfully: "Master, the news that the mistress has a divine weapon, a divine beast, and twin lotus flowers has spread in the Heavenly Realm, and the mistress's portrait... has also been spread!"
As soon as the words fell, several people clearly felt the temperature around them drop sharply. There was a terrifying atmosphere in the air and they didn't even dare to breathe.
Long Yang calmed himself down and said, "Master, I have sealed the portrait and am tracking down the person who spread it."
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