The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Noticing that Ye Wanqing's fingertips were getting stronger and stronger, Linglan knew that she could not escape today.

It was ridiculous that she had thought that her current spiritual cultivation would have surpassed that of the high and mighty saint of the past, but she had not expected that even now, she was still powerless against Ye Wanqing.

Perhaps because she had already guessed her final fate, Linglan's originally stunned and fearful look turned into a strange and cold one.

"Heh~ Go ahead and kill me, it's just a worthless life, hehe~ But even if you kill me, you can't save the former Holy Temple and the brothers who once respected you the most!"

Once upon a time, she was also a miserable person. Seeing that they had a very good relationship as brothers and sisters, and even their strength improved together, no one would abandon anyone in times of crisis.

She had tried to join in, but no matter what she did, the relationship between them could never accommodate her!

She is envious!

Oh no, it's jealousy and hatred!

There was no blood relationship, yet they were like family! Why in her biological family, was she sold to an old man as a concubine by her biological parents?

She wanted strength! She wanted power! She wasn't willing to just be a logistics worker in the temple! She was obviously very talented!

"Heh~ Maybe you don't know yet, but your junior brother Zhijiao became Helian Jue's puppet back then, and it was all my doing."

As if she felt the hand that was restraining her throat getting tighter and tighter, there was a hint of madness and arrogance in Lily's eyes.

"Otherwise, how do you think the Temple got the support of Tianling Academy? Poor Zhijiao, that junior brother who was said to be the most favored in the Temple was refined into a puppet while he was still conscious. Ahahahahaha, um——"

There was a sharp pain in her dantian, and Linglan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The gushing blood happened to fall on Ye Wanqing's face. When she met her eyes that were as cold as a pool of murderous intent, it seemed even more strange.

Ye Wanqing's eyes were bloodshot, and her whole body was filled with coldness. The hand holding Linglan's neck tightened slightly. She leaned slightly closer to Linglan's ear, and her cold voice sounded faintly.

"Linglan, you seem very excited~ It's okay. The last one was Lin Qianxue, so why not let it be you this time?"

Linglan hadn't recovered from Ye Wanqing's words yet, but she saw her slowly raise her left hand, with crimson flames lingering around her fingertips. The temperature around her suddenly rose. If you looked closely, you would find a few small insects faintly jumping in the flames.

Sensing the dancing flames, or perhaps sensing the constant tingling in her own spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, or perhaps having guessed Ye Wanqing's next move, Linglan's originally calm eyes were filled with fear and panic, and she gradually began to struggle.

"No, no."

She doesn't want to be a puppet!

She doesn't want to be refined into a puppet alive!

At this moment, a moon-white figure passed by, "Lord, please don't kill her."

The familiar voice sounded like heavenly music to Linglan's ears. At this moment, she had no time to care about Huaizhi's address to Ye Wanqing. She was just excited as if she had seen a life-saving straw. Before she could even call for help, she heard his low voice again.

"Bo Jin has placed a restriction on her. If she dies, the scene today will happen again at any time and anywhere. Moreover, she is still useful. Killing her would be too easy."

"You, you are actually in the same group! Ugh——"

Another stream of blood spurted out.

Ye Wanqing's gaze, like an icy blade, made Linglan tremble all over. "Kill you? Haha~ Do you think I'll let you go so easily? Everything my junior brothers and sisters have experienced, you will all endure, whether it's you or Bo Jin."

In an instant, crimson flames swept into Lily of the Valley's body, and the poisonous insects contained within it randomly disrupted her spiritual sea of ​​consciousness. Although her breath gradually turned into nothingness, there was still vitality hanging on.

Consciousness is clear and turbid, clear and turbid again.

Ye Wanqing's action even shocked Yueze Jiaoji, who was temporarily blocked by her.

This was being forcibly refined into a puppet! They couldn't even imagine the pain inside. The tribesmen looked at Bei Yan with a bit of resentment.

"Bei Yan, what on earth did you four sisters do to offend this person?"

"That's right. If you hadn't provoked her, we wouldn't be trapped here by the formation now."

"How dare you say that to my elder sister!"

Bei Xi was shocked. Listening to the complaints from the tribesmen whom her elder sister once protected, she felt only anger in her heart.

There was another commotion in the blockade formation.

Suddenly, a clear and cold voice sounded faintly, like a cold spring in a mountain stream, or like ten-thousand-year-old black ice, floating slowly in the sea. It was obviously a very pleasant sound, but in the eyes of the Yueze Jiaoji clan, it was like an underground demon.

"Don't worry, it will be your turn."

Ye Wanqing slowly put away the strange fire on her fingertips. Linglan, who had just been struggling in pain, now had a dazed look on her face and stood there motionless, no longer showing any sign of resistance.

At this moment, she has become a puppet.

It was a puppet refined by Ye Wanqing herself.

Instructed by Ye Wanqing's eyes, Huaizhi nodded, picked up the lily of the valley and disappeared in an instant. From beginning to end, his eyes did not reveal the slightest discomfort, and there was only absolute respect and obedience for this destined dragon girl.

Seeing Ye Wanqing's eyes fixed on them, the Yueze Jiaoji clan swallowed their saliva together, "What do you want to do to us?"

Ye Wanqing sneered, "It's not me who wants to do anything to you, it's him who wants to do something to you."

Just now, Ye Wanqing sensed that Yuan Xian, who had absorbed the aura of the water spirit, had regained consciousness. In the blink of an eye, he appeared outside the space. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on them, and in front of everyone, his original legs gradually turned into a fish tail.

Looking at the person in front of her, oh no, to be precise, it was a mermaid from the Yuan clan, Bei Yan, who was only breathing her last breath, widened her eyes, ignoring the pain that came from her body from time to time, and trembled as she cried out.

"You...you are Yuan Xian, the crown prince of the Yuan clan!"