The Mystic Princess is Too Invincible! The Abstinent and Cruel King Breaks His Rules and Pampers Her

Jiang Yuxue, nicknamed Baobao.

She is Jiang Ling's youngest daughter.

Because of her special physical condition, Jiang Ling was unable to take her out of the Hundred Demon Valley.

The reason I came to the capital to find the Divine Jade is to solve this problem!

When Jiang Ling saw the rabbit demon Zhuiyue again, she sensed a familiar aura on her. After touching her body that night before bed, Jiang Ling was certain!

Her daughter, Baby, possessed the rabbit demon Zhuiyue and secretly slipped away.

Jiang Ling picked up Jiang Yuyan, walked around the corpses, and asked, "Baby, what happened?"

Jiang Yuyan was blindfolded and gagged, but he could still hear.

Jiang Yuyan told the whole story in detail!

Imperial brother-in-law!

The Way of the Heart is Profound!

A strong killing intent and anger surfaced in Jiang Ling's eyes.

"Mother, don't be angry. They wanted to hurt you! That's why my sister attacked." Jiang Yuyan hugged Jiang Ling's neck, looking at her cautiously.

The murderous intent and anger in Jiang Ling's eyes instantly turned into helplessness. "Mother isn't angry with you."

After Jiang Ling walked out, she didn't look back and snapped her fingers.

The spirit fire ignited spontaneously.

Silently, the fire consumed corpses one by one, and eventually even the houses caught fire.

Jiang Ling stood outside the fire, looking up at a steep mountain behind Qingshan Village.

This mountain is called Qingshan.

The Qingshan Taoist Temple was built on the mountaintop.

Jiang Ling stared at the mountain, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper with each glance.

"Jiang Ling!"

Shouts and the sound of horses' hooves could be heard.

Jiang Ling turned around and saw a squad of Blood Eagle Guards galloping towards them on horseback, pulling a carriage in the middle. Before the carriage had even come to a complete stop, Murong Yan impatiently pushed the wheelchair down.

He exuded a chilling and murderous aura!

His handsome face was cold and stern, but his expression softened slightly when he saw that Jiang Ling and her son Jiang Yuyan were unharmed.

Murong Yan softened his tone, "It's good that you're all alright. It seems I'm too late to be of any help."

"No, I need you right now!" Jiang Ling put Jiang Yuyan down and said to him, "Please evacuate all the villagers and livestock in this village immediately! Get them as far away as possible, and strictly forbid anyone from approaching the foot of the mountain!"

"Why?"

Murong Yan looked at the sea of ​​fire. Hadn't everything been resolved?

Jiang Ling gestured for him to look at the mountain in front of them. Her gaze was icy and sharp, and her tone was exceptionally serious as she said, "On this mountain, there is a great ghost-raising formation! It is filled with vengeful spirits and evil ghosts, numbering no less than a hundred."

"If they escape, not only will all the villagers and livestock in this village perish, but the capital city will also be doomed!"

"As a Celestial Master, I cannot stand idly by!"

Murong Yan's expression changed instantly.

He trusted Jiang Ling without hesitation and immediately ordered Bei Yan and Nan Zhu to evacuate the people and livestock. The Blood Eagle Guards were responsible for sealing off and surrounding Qingshan.

At the same time, he was also worried about Jiang Ling.

Murong Yan stared at her. "Jiang Ling, how do you plan to deal with the Ghost-Raising Array? Are you going to do it alone?"

"I am enough on my own; others will only hold me back."

Jiang Ling interrupted Murong Yan before he could finish speaking.

She took out a white jade lotus lamp and placed it in Murong Yan's hand. "This is a sacred artifact that can ward off evil spirits! Hold onto it and guard this place! If any evil spirits escape, the sacred artifact will attack and kill them!"

"Murong Yan, I entrust my child to you. You must protect him well!"

Jiang Ling had arranged everything perfectly, giving him no chance whatsoever.

Murong Yan gripped the white jade lotus lamp tightly, took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and nodded: "Alright. I promise you, I will protect your son!"

"Mother, I don't want to!"

Jiang Yuyan, with tears in his eyes, grabbed Jiang Ling's sleeve. "I want to go with Mother! Mother, I can help you! Take me with you!"

Jiang Ling squatted down to meet Jiang Yuyan's eyes.

She reached out and patted Jiang Yuyan's head, coaxing, "Be a good boy, baby! Mommy has to go find the baby, I won't be able to take care of you later."

"Mother, I was wrong. I will wait for you here obediently." Jiang Yuyan's voice was choked with sobs, and her eyes were as red as a rabbit's.

Jiang Ling kissed his forehead tenderly and lovingly, "My dear, Mother is leaving."

"Mom, be careful!"

Before I knew it, fog had risen at the foot of the mountain.

The entire mountain was shrouded in mist, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Jiang Ling's figure also disappeared into the mist.

Jiang Yuyan rubbed his eyes, but tears still streamed down his face.

Just then, a hand gently patted his head from behind. Murong Yan's deep, magnetic voice asked him, "Little one, is Bao Bao your little sister?"

"Uh-huh."

Jiang Yuyan buried his head, his childish voice choked with self-reproach, "It's my fault for not keeping an eye on my sister."

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan asked with slight hesitation, "Your sister is that rabbit demon?"

"no."

Jiang Yuyan shook his head and looked at Murong Yan to explain, "Uncle Yan, it's my sister's puppet doll, it's on Rabbit!"

……

In the mountains.

The fog was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

The sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling came and went, sometimes near, sometimes far. Every now and then, a shadow would flit past from the mist.

These are all evil spirits from the Ghost-Raising Formation!

They seemed to be summoned by something. They emerged from underground, ignoring Jiang Ling, a living person, and all rushed up the mountain.

Jiang Ling's feet moved with wondrous steps, shrinking the distance between them, and her speed increased rapidly!

soon.

Jiang Ling arrived at the mountaintop.

The area around Qingshan Taoist Temple became a vacuum, completely blocking out the mist. A protective array filled with talismans acted like a dome, firmly encasing the temple and isolating it from the mist. It also kept all evil spirits out!

"Uuuuuu——"

"Come out! Get out here—"

"Tear them apart! Kill them!"

These evil spirits, their eyes glowing red, relentlessly attacked the barrier formation, baring their fangs and claws, trying to break in and wreak havoc!

Behind the barrier, Master Wenxin stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple, one hand covering the bloody hole in his stomach, the other hand gripping a brass bell and shaking it desperately.

The jingling of the bells was deafening and incessant, leaving afterimages as they swayed.

"Damn it, why isn't it working anymore?"

Master Wenxin was frantic with worry, muttering in a state of utter confusion, "How dare these evil spirits rebel! Even the Ghost-Raising Formation can't control them! What should we do?"

He recalled the scene at the foot of the mountain, where the young Taoist priest and the imperial uncle's servants and guards had all gone mad and were killing each other.

He almost got infected too!

Fortunately, the treasure given to him by his master woke him up in time, allowing him to escape up the mountain with the emperor's brother-in-law.

But he never dreamed that as the rabbit demon chased him up the mountain, all the ghosts in the Ghost-Raising Array went completely mad! They turned against him and wanted to kill him, the one controlling the array!

"How could this be? What exactly is that rabbit demon?!"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Master Wenxin, and he remembered something.

He was both surprised and delighted. Without saying a word, he took out a communication talisman and shouted, "Master, I found the one you were talking about..."

"choke!"

With a flash of sword light, it violently pierced through the barrier in an instant, severing one of Daoist Wenxin's hands.

The sword energy tore the communication talisman apart.

"Ah—" Master Wenxin screamed in agony.

He clutched his severed hand, staring at Jiang Ling with fear and apprehension. "Who are you? We have no grudge against each other, why did you hurt me!"

"No injustice or enmity?"

Jiang Ling gripped the lightning-struck wooden sword, pointing it menacingly at Daoist Wenxin, "You kidnapped my son and tried to kill me! This feud is irreconcilable!"

"Ah! You must be Jiang Ling!"