Makes scalp numb.

With a soft sound, the rope connected to the Buddhist beads broke apart.

The sandalwood beads fell to the ground one by one.

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"Smelly bird, haven't seen you for hundreds of years, you are still so insidious."

With a soft and sweet voice, Le Ling lifted his eyelids and saw Rong Huang standing on the opposite side with his feet hanging in the air.

Le Ling looked at Rong Huang's beautiful face, and knew that her face in the God Realm was more beautiful than the current one.

Envy flashed in Le Ling's eyes.

Isn't Rong Huang relying on this face to attract His Royal Highness Fushu's deep-rooted love for her?

Le Ling feels a little regretful, why didn't she let her spirits disappear completely last time?

I blame that Feng Xi for rushing over at a critical juncture, and even going to take Rong Huang away without hesitation with the **** emperor.

Le Ling snorted coldly, looking at Rong Huang's eyes with malicious intent, "How can this immortal not have your turn to judge, or worry about yourself."

Le Ling expected that Rong Huang's strength would be greatly reduced after that serious injury, and his tone became even more arrogant.

Rong Huang's figure flickered and he came to Le Ling.

"You think you are the little fairy beside the **** emperor, so I can't do anything to you?"

Rong Huang chuckled, with a faint sneer between her pretty eyebrows, "Why are you still so naive?"

"Also, your face is quite ugly."

Rong Huang remembered that this face seemed to belong to Princess Rong Fu, a concubine born to Queen Qingyi.

It just so happened that the original owner and Rong Fu had a bit of a grudge.

Le Ling was furious, and immediately drew out a long whip that was shining with blue light and drew it towards Rong Huang.

The long whip wrapped Xianli and went straight to Rong Huang's face.

As long as Rong Huang's face is ruined, Fu Shu will definitely not like her again.

Rong Huang didn't even take out the small axe, but dodged to avoid it.

Le Ling didn't give up and threw it out with a whip.

Rong Huang avoided again.

It was like playing with Le Ling.

Le Ling had clearly noticed this too, his chest was violently up and down with anger, and his gorgeous face was full of anger.

Rong Huang suddenly appeared in front of her and grabbed her by the collar.

Before Le Ling had time to react, he was pushed back by Rong Huang.

There was a loud bang.

It seems to shake the sky and earth.

Le Ling's back hit the steep cliff, and her internal organs were almost displaced.

Le Ling stared at Rong Huang in horror. Not only did her cultivation base not drop, but instead she got a lot higher!

"you......"

"The king said long ago, don't try to anger me, I'm not good to bully."

"But you always take my words as the breeze of your ears, and you always tease me, do you think I'm joking with you?"

Rong Huang used his hand to lift Le Ling up.

The original place where Le Ling collided with the cliff was recessed, which was the result of a violent collision.

Le Ling found that the immortal power in his body was blocked in his chest and could not flow at all.

Le Ling was going crazy.

"If you see me next time, remember to take a detour, eh?" Rong Huang smiled and looked at Le Ling, putting his other hand on her arm.

Le Ling sensed the danger and subconsciously wanted to break free.

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows, and took off her arm when he moved his wrist.

"Go back to the realm of God, if I see you appear in the small world again, I will crush the bones of your whole body."

Rong Huang curled his lips and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

As the only one of the Lan Que clan who cultivated to become an immortal, Le Ling's self-healing speed was extremely fast, basically, she could heal immediately after being injured.

Collar found that her arm removed by Rong Huang couldn't heal herself.

Le Ling regretted running to the small world on impulse.