Prajna didn't speak, but his eyes looked like a sword pierced through the steel plate and saw through his lies.
Zhan Ye was not guilty, and his handsome face looked a little leisurely to despise the enemy.
"Lord Zhan, our Taoist immortal is good at calculating. You'd better not fool him. He has a bad temper. If you fool him, he may punish you a little. Lord Zhan is always superior. I'm afraid he doesn't want to make an embarrassment in front of everyone." Prajna way.
Lord Zhan's dark pupils glowed with a faint cold light, and his eyes were arrogant and arrogant.
"Want to punish me?" It's not that easy. Zhan ye thought so.
He glanced at the Taoist in white: "you call yourself immortal Taoist. How do I know you are an orthodox sect? What if it's an evil way of sneaking around?"
The white Taoist's face showed subtle unhappiness. His eyes warned him sharply: "Lord Zhan, you really don't know the location of the divine tomb?"
Lord Zhan said happily, "I don't know."
But as soon as the voice fell, he found that his voice couldn't be included at all. He tried to open his mouth again, but there was no sound.
Lord Zhan suddenly realized that he was forbidden by the evil Taoist priest. He smiled without anger, and his beautiful peach eyes showed contempt for the enemy. I thought they could have some clever means to embarrass him. It turned out to be a worthless aphorism.
Zheng Ling was distressed by Zhan hanjue and shouted softly, "brother Jue."
Lord Zhan handed her a reassuring smile. Zheng Ling saw his lips saying, "don't worry about me. I'm fine."
Zheng Ling angrily accused the Taoist in white: "untie it for my husband. You are so unreasonable."
The Taoist in White's eyes fell deeply on Zheng Ling's face, from her face to her feet. Zheng Ling felt disgusting for some reason.
But there was a sense in her mind that she seemed to have seen the man somewhere.
In this life, her search in her growth experience intersected with him. But in vain.
Zheng Ling speculated that this man was her old enemy in her previous life.
"Zheng Ling." The Taoist in white suddenly said, "I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with him for so many years. It seems that he really loves you."
Lord Zhan was wary. He protected Zheng Ling behind him.
The evil Taoist stared coldly at Han Jue: "you know? Why do I appear alone in this life? Because this life is your weakest life. In this life, I can change my destiny."
Zheng Ling put out his head and said angrily, "you dream."
Taoist in white looked at Zheng Ling's eyes, and the red fruit glowed with heat. "Zheng Ling, you've been with him for so long. It's time to separate."
Prajna's cool eyes are slightly soothed.
It seems that Zheng Ling's separation from Zhan hanjue is a great joy to her.
Zheng Ling saw her desire for Lord Zhan in Prajna.
Zheng Ling suddenly pulled Lord Zhan closer.
"Brother Jue."
Lord Zhan held her in his arms. A team of soldiers came to block, and the water came and covered the earth without fear.
At this time, Yu Chengqian angrily came over, his hands akimbo, and looked at the Taoist in white: "who the hell are you? You have to ask me if I agree to go to the Yu family stronghold to act wild?"
The Taoist priest's fierce eyes came, and Yu Chengqian felt as if he had been electrocuted and felt uncomfortable all over.