Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1202, you crazy man! Are you going to die!

Chiffon white cloud dress flying, flowing fairy skirts, a pair of beautiful eyes with cut ink color, Lingyao's eyes are painted with silver petal lines, all charming, extremely delicate and beautiful, the water eyes are hazy with a layer of mist, I see it. Pity, Shen Yuluoyan.

When I vaguely saw two strange but handsome men standing at the entrance of the main hall with light behind their backs.

As if seeing a savior, Lingyao shouted softly and weakly: "Help, help!"

But when I wanted to step out of the threshold of the hall and escape from the devil-like woman behind me...

Standing at the entrance of the main hall, one of the tall and handsome men with light on their backs faintly closed the door of the vermilion palace, cutting off Lingyao's escape route. What's more, this man seemed to know that Lingyao would cast a spell to escape and stay at the palace door. The prohibition was imposed, making it difficult for her to fly.

Unfortunately, Lingshang was shut outside.

The person closing the door happened to be Gong Siyu himself.

"You guys! Who are you!" Lingyao fixed her eyes, her eyes fell on Gong Siyu and Liuyun, amazed, Lingyao still had time to remember where the two men in front of him had met, suddenly, her hair bun She was gripped tightly from behind, and she yelled in pain.

"Spiritual! You lunatic! Are you going to die!"

Lingyao couldn't bear it. Looking back, those thorny vines entwined with Linggui withered and died early, and fell to the ground, shriveled like dead branches, and the place where Lingyu was stabbed by the spikes did not flow. Healed like blood.

Lingyu kicked Lingyao's knee and forced her to kneel in front of him, then grabbed Lingyao's long hair and dragged her on the ground like a mop.

"You haven't answered me yet, occupying my temple, are you happy to live?"

Ling awkwardly dragged Lingyao all the way and asked repeatedly.

"Are you blind? This place is all mine, I will be unhappy?" Lingyao was unwilling to show weakness, very tough, struggling, calling for help, and hurting others, "What's the matter after dead for so long? Your palace can't be easy. Lord? I just came back so arrogant, I will tell you the spirit! I will tell my mother and concubine, I will let you go around! Now that there is no God of War, no Wutian old group, I think who else will cover Watching you! You no longer have a foothold in the God Realm!"

No matter how ruthless Lingyao said to stimulate Linggui, Linggui was indifferent.

However, Lingyao's words stimulated another person-Gong Siyu.

I planned to stay at the door and let my daughter-in-law vent her anger.

But the more Na Lingyao said, the more he said, Gong Siyu's face was gloomy, and the temperature of her phoenix eyes dropped to freezing point.

A flash, a black shadow swayed, Gong Siyu instantly appeared next to Lingyu, grasping Lingyu's wrist, and carrying Lingyu into his arms, showing a fierce face, and stepped on Lingyao's fiercely. On his face, there was a faint tendency to step Lingyao's face into mud.

"The weak need a human cover, and she is not. But I can't tolerate sand in my eyes, and I don't see anyone insulting my woman. So, what kind of thing are you." Gong Siyu was condescending, looking down at Lingyao like an ant, with cold eyes.

Lingyao's face was left with sole prints, and Gong Siyu was unwilling to let her go.

Face is Lingyao's most cherished thing, how can he tolerate a man trampling on it?

Lingyao screamed and screamed, her hands were made into claws, and she grasped the ground. Two green vine-like spiritual powers suddenly emerged, forming green vines with thorns and thorns, and she wanted to follow it. Miyajiyu's powerful calves wrapped around and climbed up, tightening hard.

Lingyao really thought that his trick could be as useful as before.

But Teng Luo, who turned out of green spiritual power, disappeared without even touching the upper of Gong Siyu.

"You...you! Why is it useless?" Lingyao couldn't believe it and looked at the terrifying man who stepped on his face in horror, but was beautiful and breathtaking. She is the **** of thousands of flowers. Looking at the entire Three Realms, she said she It is the person who can take over as the beauty **** Qing Yaoji, how many gods worshipped under her pomegranate skirt, but this man...

Suddenly, Lingyao's pupils shrank suddenly, and the gaze staring at Gong Siyu suddenly suddenly appeared.

She remembered who this man was!

The emperor, the emperor!

The man who snatched her Luanfengdan with Jiang Ziwen in the ghost market!

That man who is rumored to have an affair with his spirit!

The Human Emperor Division has an ability that makes the Three Realms daunting, that is, he is inherently immune to any spiritual attack and can automatically eliminate spiritual power.

Gong Siyu was condescending, staring at Lingyao contemptuously, and said with a cold sneer: "A god, so weak? Only flowers, flowers and grasses, vines and branches to deal with people? Can you really make the gods face up? ."

But the facts are like this. Gods are not omnipotent. Among the gods, there are strong and weak. Not all the gods of the Protoss have the ability to destroy the world. They just perform their duties and live in the sky. , They have to rely on cultivation to reach the top step by step.

Linggui, Gongsiyu and Liuyun are in the Tiangong, while Lingshang is responsible for guarding outside the temple gate.

Feeling that there are many heavens outside the Flower Temple pressing the gods to come, Lingshang hurriedly pushed the door and reminded: "It should be because of the movement, there are a lot of gods pressing over in the gods, sister, what are we going to do now? "

As soon as he heard the rescue, Lingyao was overjoyed, and immediately began to brew tears, and gritted his teeth and said, "You are dead!"

"Sister..." Lingshang looked back and saw that in the dark cloud-filled sky outside the temple, ten thousand golden rays of light came over the clouds, gradually dispelling the dark clouds in the sky, and urged.

"I'll come, I want to see you." Linghui was indifferent, and then said again, "No, Sister Si, you are wrong, they come, and they won't do anything to me, but before they came, you were miserable."

Linggui let Gong Siyu loose her feet, and she wanted to come by herself.

Knowing, Gong Siyu temporarily let go of Lingyao, standing behind Lingyu, tall and long, with his arms folded, like Lingyu's patron saint.

"Could it be that you still want to kill the gods!" The shoe print on Lingyao's face slowly faded. After all, he is a god, and his resilience is still amazing.

"No, it's boring to kill you, the fourth sister is beautiful and beautiful, the gods admire you more, but you? Strong self-esteem, good face, the most unbearable thing, should be in front of the gods Lost your face, so... Compared to death, it will be a bigger blow to you if you lose face and become a joke."

Ling squatted down gracefully, grabbed Lingyao's hair, and fixed her with a fixation technique.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Gong Siyu with a smile, "Di Si, do you know what my fourth sister's body is?"

"What is it?"

"I'll show it to you!" Lingsui's smile gradually deepened, smirking again and again, with a hint of mischievous pleasure in his eyes.

In the next second, Linggui backhanded a thick purple mist of spiritual power into Lingyao's eyebrows, and instantly forced out the flower god's body!

That is……

(End of this chapter)