Huangfu Lingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Jiuyou who was sitting cross-legged in the corner.
Her original white clothes had been stained red with blood, as if she was wearing a blood-red dress.
Ye Jiuyou has become uncontrollable.
Huangfu Lingyun dragged his heavy steps and walked towards Ye Jiuyou.
Ye Jiuyou was admiring the golden dragon in the palm of his left hand.
The golden dragon's appearance has almost been filled in, but the golden light spots on its head are still a little sparse.
It seems that she needs to continue looking for dragon scales and fill the head of the golden dragon to know whether this is a hidden mission.
Feixue tugged on her sleeve, "Master, he's here again."
Ye Jiuyou slowly wrapped the white gauze around his palm again without even glancing at Huangfu Lingyun who was walking over there.
Huangfu Lingyun walked to Ye Jiuyou and said warmly: "Jiuyou, do you want to change your clothes? Your clothes are stained with blood and stick to your body. Isn't it very uncomfortable?"
Ye Jiuyou slightly raised his eyes and looked over, "No, I'm fine."
Huangfu Lingyun sat down next to her, took out two pills from the storage bag, took one himself and handed one to Ye Jiuyou, "I don't know if you are injured, but this is a healing pill. , let’s eat.”
Ye Jiuyou didn't answer and said very coldly: "I'm not injured."
Huangfu Lingyun didn't say anything else, he just pulled the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "Jiuyou, why are you so distant from me? We were once considered an unmarried couple..."
Ye Jiuyou frowned slightly, "Don't mention the past again."
She really wanted to rip off Huangfu Lingyun's head and kick it like a ball.
Unfortunately there is no reason to do so now.
Huangfu Lingyun didn't say anything more, but closed his eyes and began to meditate and adjust his breath. After all, he had just been seriously injured.
Ye Jiuyou was also a little tired, so he also started to adjust his breath and meditate.
There were whispers in the palace, but no one dared to come forward and disturb Ye Jiuyou and the others.
...
Outside the secret realm, the full moon is in the sky.
Among the gray clouds floating in the breeze, the man sat lazily on the ornate carved throne, with a touch of anger in his narrow and deep eyes.
Di Yin propped his head up with one hand and tapped his slender fingertips gently on the armrest.
On his elegant and stern face, his thin lips were pursed tightly, indicating that he was not in a very happy mood at the moment.
Why didn't Ye Jiuyou just kill this annoying man? Could it be that he still had old feelings for his ex-fiancé.
Di Yin thought that Ye Jiuyou was his master and that she actually had a man she liked. What if she asked him to protect her man in the future...
Thinking of these things, Emperor Yin was very irritable, his Adam's apple slid up and down slightly, and he stretched out his hand to the side, "Wine."
Zhuiyun immediately handed over the wine glass without daring to say a word.
Your Majesty's face is very ugly, so he won't talk much.
Di Yin drank the wine glass in one gulp and looked down at the picture in the spiritual mirror.
That little boy turned out to be the legendary ferocious beast Qiongqi.
What is the origin of Ye Jiuyou?
Why are the ferocious beasts from ancient times willing to recognize her as their master?
Di Yin raised his wine glass, and Zhuiyun on the side immediately filled it up again.
Zhufeng kept his mouth shut and did not dare to speak. His Majesty said before that he would cut off his tongue. From then on, he kept his mouth shut.
Di Yin drank a few glasses of wine and kept looking at Ye Jiuyou in the spiritual mirror with slightly squinted eyes.
After seeing more of her, he actually felt that she looked quite pleasing to the eye.
At least, she is a hundred times more beautiful than the beauties in the Demon Realm.
The domineering and aloof Lord Demon Lord had no idea how outrageous his idea was.
He has never been close to women, and any woman is no different from a man in his eyes.
At this moment, he felt that Ye Jiuyou was good-looking, which meant that he had gradually developed a different feeling towards Ye Jiuyou.
When Di Yin reacted, he automatically classified this feeling as a master-servant relationship.
...
The moon sets and the sun rises, and it becomes daytime in the secret realm.
Ye Jiuyou opened her eyes. After three hours of breath-control meditation, she not only absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, but there were even faint signs of a breakthrough.
She was about to be promoted to a five-star spiritualist, and she was looking forward to it.
Ye Jiuyou lowered his head and looked at the dried blood on the skirt. The dried blood made the skirt stiff.
Even the material against her skin became a little dry and hard.
It would be more appropriate to change into a dress.
Ye Jiuyou stood up and pulled Feixue towards the door next to her.
Entering from here will be a dark corridor.
The corridor was dim, and only Ye Jiuyou's figure could be faintly seen. After she entered, she ducked into the space.
This scene was so sudden that no one in the dark spiritual mirror noticed Ye Jiuyou's disappearance.
When Huangfu Lingyun heard the sound of Ye Jiuyou getting up, he quickly stood up.
He watched Ye Jiuyou walk into the door and quickly followed.
After entering the corridor, it was dark and he could not see anyone.
"Jiuyou!" Huangfu Lingyun called out.
Ye Jiuyou said coldly, "Is there something wrong, Your Highness Ninth Prince?"
The moment Huangfu Lingyun entered the corridor, Ye Jiuyou just came out of the space.
"Jiuyou, where are you going?" Huangfu Lingyun followed the voice and looked over, only to see a vague figure.
If you don't look carefully, you can't even see her here.
Ye Jiuyou said coldly: "Your Highness, Ninth Prince, please don't follow me. I'm very busy."
She turned around and returned to the main hall. There were still many dragon scales here, and she was going to piece together the golden dragon head today.
Ye Jiuyou entered the door, and the light in the hall illuminated her whole body.
Huangfu Lingyun was surprised to find that Ye Jiuyou had changed into a clean white dress.
But how did she change it?
Could it be that Ye Jiuyou is really a red spirit master!
Huangfu Lingyun stood in the darkness, his handsome white face slightly gloomy.
Ye Jiuyou is becoming increasingly uncontrollable.
He walked out of the darkness and did not catch up with Ye Jiuyou again. Instead, he stood there and followed her back with his eyes.
Ye Jiuyou changed his clothes in one second without attracting anyone's attention.
Even the secret realm managers didn’t think much about it.
After all, they now feel that Ye Jiuyou's cultivation level is that of a red spirit master, and he only deliberately showed the cultivation level of a four-star spirit master.
After reaching the level of spiritual master, you can not only control spiritual power spells, but also learn simple spells such as dust purification spells that are convenient for daily life, or dressing up spells, and other simple spells.
Several secret realm managers looked at Ye Jiuyou on the screen. One of them frowned slightly and said, "If she is really a Red Spirit Master, should she be withdrawn from the competition?"
The oldest old man said: "I will ask her in person."
Ye Jiuyou was looking for dragon scales in a corner of the palace when an old voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Ye Jiuyou, tell the truth, are you really a Red Spirit Master?"
Ye Jiuyou whispered: "No."
She didn't expect that even the secret realm manager would believe it. Could it be that she was too strong?
"It's okay if it's not. Let's continue playing."
Ye Jiuyou didn't understand why he suddenly asked this, so he didn't take it to heart.
She activated the Hongmeng spiritual roots in her body and began to search for the golden dragon scales in the palace.
Now she already has ninety-nine dragon scales, but she has not yet reached the number that can successfully leave the secret realm.
She reached out and picked out a golden dragon scale from the corner of the wall. The dragon scale turned into golden light spots and flew into the palm of her left hand.
For a moment, Ye Jiuyou felt that he had a subtle connection with the secret realm of fire.
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