Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

Luo Qingtong tried to ignite the flames in the Sifang Divine Cauldron, and quickly determined which method and how to use it could extract the blood power in the Seventh Lord of Dayong's body.

Little Xiangzhu clucked his tongue while watching, this perverted woman actually saw it all!

The peat fairy is not so powerful!

This is a divine cauldron!

Although what she can use is the lowest level of those methods!

But when you don't know anything, you know how to use it when you get it...

Those who didn't know thought she was the one who made this cauldron!

"Your contemporaries must be very miserable geniuses!"

Will be crushed to nothing!

Little Xiangzhu said so, and then added, "Of course, except for that man!"

That man was originally an inhuman other than a genius, but this woman is also an inhuman!

These two people just got together...

Does this keep people alive?

Little Fragrant Pig mourned for the others.

Luo Qingtong didn't even bother to talk to it.

Just hearing it mention Ye Qianjiu, the corners of its lips twitched suddenly.

Cough... I don't know how much the man's anger has subsided in the past few days?

Luo Qingtong hesitated for a moment, looked at the Jiuyou Phoenix Ring in her hand, and wondered if she should go through this to see the other party?

It has been so long since the last time, and her power of consciousness has almost recovered, so she should be able to pass again this time.

Luo Qingtong thought so, and immediately asked Xiao Xiangzhu to help watch the spirit boat and spaceship, so as not to go astray, and then immersed her consciousness into the Nine Nether Phoenix Ring.

"snort."

In the city lord's mansion of the main city of Heiyu, Ye Qianji was sitting in front of several desks in Heimu Jinbian, correcting some requests and documents accumulated by Heiyu during this period, which could only wait for him to come back to make a decision and sign.

Feeling the vibration of the ten-square dragon ring on the ring finger of his left hand, his eyes narrowed coldly, and there was no movement.

Luo Qingtong locked him in the palace, even though he helped him call Beiqing and Fengyu when he left.

but……

Ye Qianyi gritted his teeth fiercely.

What was he like then?

This woman really is!

Ye Qianjiu took a deep breath, and managed to hold back the violent veins on his forehead.

This woman, since she met her, the number of times she has been deflated and angry is completely ten times the total number of times before!

"Crack!"

Luo Qingtong fell out of Shifang Longjie's consciousness space, but she had experience this time, and she became a miniature loli as soon as she came out.

"Ye Qianji!"

She looked at Ye Qianji, who was buried in the document correcting and signing, and walked over with her short legs, smiling.

Ye Qianjiu's cold eyes narrowed slightly, without squinting, as if she didn't exist.

"Ye Qianji!"

Luo Qingtong walked back and forth in front of him, shaking back and forth.

Ye Qianjiu just didn't look at her, and corrected the documents with a cold face.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!"

The black wolf hair pen swept around Luo Qingtong, Ye Qianxuan's face was cold.

Because the man was alone, he had already taken off the dark gold mask on his face, revealing that handsome and monstrous face that everyone is jealous of.

The long black hair was probably not tied up to form a crown because of leisure, but only hung slightly on one side, and was tied with a gold and silver hair band.

It made this man look a bit uninhibited and bookish from the cold and icy Hades.

For no reason, it added a little softness to him, softening the coldness of his outline.

Ye Qianjiu at this meeting doesn't look like the fierce Heiyu Mingzun who holds the power of life and death.

Rather, he looked like a wealthy son who was dressed in rich clothes and fine food, with a bell ringing and a feast of food, elegant and extravagant, handsome and gentle.

"Ye Qianji!"

Seeing that Ye Qianjiu was still angry and ignored her, Luo Qingtong rolled her eyes and suddenly made a movement.