Chapter 5205： Named disciple

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Earlier, Ye Lingyue would not know who was taking his own body.

Now she knows, and also knows that Korean and other people are also captured by the Taiyin.

Ye Lingyue sorted out his thoughts.

From the words of Han Yan, Ye Lingyue knows a lot of news.

First of all, the Taiyin saint is a very sultry and very narrow person.

This can be seen from her seal of the "Ye Lingyue" of the bright collar and the capture of her own body.

Whether it is the "Ying Lingyue" of the Guangming collar or the Ye Lingyue deity of the ninety-nine, they all have a trait, that is, the blood of their yin is very rich.

Among the Taiyin people, the only criterion for confirming their status is the purity of bloodlines.

The higher the concentration of vaginal blood, the higher the status.

For many years, the concentration of the Taiyin's blood of the Taiyin Lady is the highest, so she has been leading the Taiyin.

Guangling’s “Ye Lingyue” was with her for thirty-three days, so it was not long before she was born that she was found to have a very high blood.

In order to prevent her, the Taiyin saints did not hesitate to start a little girl and sealed her yin and blood.

As for Ye Lingyue, because of the reason of the ninety-nine places, the Taiyin saint is likely to discover her existence when Ye Lingyue was too weak.

It happened that she was old, so she took advantage of Ye Lingyue’s chance to reshape her body and seized Ye Lingyue’s body.

In this way, she not only has a young body, but also eliminates the ills.

This stone two birds can not be said to be bad.

"Ling Yue? You said that you know who is the person who seized your body?"

The tears were blurred. In the next second, she stopped crying and looked at her face.

"You tell the godmother, who is the person who takes possession of your body? This is going to kill her for you!"

"Oh, what you want to destroy is the flesh of Lingyue."

The headache of the face of the sun, he has educated his wife how many times, can not impulsively act, he is always not long-term memory.

"A sister, what are you talking about? Who is that abominable woman?"

The night glory and the night of the night also came together.

Not waiting for Ye Lingyue to open.

"Cry enough, no cry, just let her get up, apprentice."

A cold voice is very out of date, interrupting the scene of the harmonious gathering of loved ones.

I was very dissatisfied, and I looked down at the people who spoke.

She used to think that the iceberg character of the sun is very annoying. Nowadays, the most annoying thing is the old Taoist character like Daomen Bingxin.

If you are stubborn and not fluent, you will want to squat.

"You don't talk, no one is dumb when you are."

Pouting.

"Dan Niang, it doesn't matter."

Ye Lingyue got up.

The dark power in the body is still there, but it has already been suppressed.

This is also thanks to the passage that the Emperor had read earlier.

Unexpectedly, the Daomen also had such a brilliant way.

It seems that both the Buddha and the Daomen have methods to suppress that power.

She came to the emperor.

"Do you want to be my master?"

Emperor looked at the eye and leaves Lingyue.

"Pay attention to the tone of your speech, how many people want to worship me as a teacher, I have not promised."

He looked at Ye Lingyue, how did he feel that after the woman woke up, it was a little different.

Before she was in a coma, she was crying.

But this time I woke up, and the light was sharp, as if it were a sharp sword.

This is like a word.

As a famous disciple of his heart, he cried and cried all day.

"I already have a master, and one cannot worship the second division."

Ye Lingyue righteously resigned.

Although he knows that the person who speaks in front of him is the door of the ice, but he is still the emperor.

Or, the emperor may wake up at any time.

If the emperor became his own master... Ye Lingyue thought how to feel twisted.

On the side of the night, the glory of the night and the gloating of the face.

Looking at the old-fashioned old Taoist priests, it’s really enjoyable.

"Is there a master? The other person’s surname is very famous. Now where I am, I will kill him, and you can apprentice."

Emperor's eyelids don't move.

I thought it was a big deal. Although he was only his famous disciple, he didn't like to share his disciples with others.

"I don't know where my master is. He is called Zitangsu. It should probably be a Buddha."

Ye Lingyue said lightly.

She really doesn't know where her grandfather purple is now.

But it should be thirty-three days.

Master Zi is a master of Buddhist scriptures and should be a Buddhist man, and his status should not be low.

Daomen and Buzong seem to be not very harmonious, and Daomen Bingxin is looking for people, afraid that he will go to Buddhism to find it.

"Purple! Hall! Stay!"

I know that the door ice heart listens, in the black scorpion, the two groups of flames beat.

"You say it again, who is your master?"

The emperor changed his face in a second, and he squeezed a word out of his teeth.

"Purple Hall."

Ye Lingyue, the emperor, found that the other face was dark.

The former Emperor, although he did not like Master Zi, could not seem to be so big.

"You are actually a disciple of Zitang Su? I actually saved his disciple! Oh, this is true!"

The emperor jumped his feet, and his face looked like a sly look.

Therefore, this nasty woman knows several Buddhist Buddhist scriptures.

He is annoyed, and he is even repentant.

"Do you know my master?"

Ye Lingyue is very surprised.

The other party actually recognized his master.

There is no reason, Daomen Bingxin is the first Daojun. It is reasonable to say that it should be the character of the old generation.

Master Zi, how do you look, how is it younger than him?

Ye Lingyue was groaning in his heart.

This is not to say that the door of the ice heart looks old.

After all, the other side is now wearing a shell of emperor.

Just saying the tone of his speech, as well as the style of acting, are old-fashioned, like an old antique.

Ye Lingyue said this in his heart. If this was heard by the door of Bingmen, Ye Lingyue suspected that he was old, and he was afraid of directly licking his nose.

It’s just that they are recognized, they are born from one, they are dead!

The emperor reluctantly endured anger and took a look at Ye Lingyue.

"I don't care who you are, you must call me a Master, otherwise I will kill you now."

"You dare! You dare to touch a little month and a hair, we will fight with you!"

He waited for a roar and rushed forward, stopping in front of Ye Lingyue.

"Dry mother, don't be annoyed, he won't kill me. Otherwise, he won't save me. Doomen Bingxin, don't you want to know, behind the scenes behind the implanted people, don't you want to know, kill the murderer's real murderer?"

Ye Lingyue smiled and looked at the door.

Ye Lingyue, who has been in contact with Daomen Bingxin several times, has already understood the temperament of the other party.

This old guy seems to be unconcerned, but in reality, it is very principled for people to live. He wakes up after many years, and he is born in a chaotic world. The devil dances, his heart except the magic guard, I am afraid that I am already ready to move.