In mid-air, Ling Yi was gliding there like a fallen leaf blowing in the wind. Suddenly seeing that there was no need to guide her, he rolled his eyes and pointed at the palace not far away that exuded purple energy and said helplessly: "Isn't that the Phoenix?

The king’s palace? Why do you need to point it out?”

Then, realizing that he was an idiot, the old man smiled dryly and said nothing, "This girl is really good, she is very smart! She understands everything!"

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In the palace, instead of being magnificent, the palace is filled with purple energy and rays of light.

In the center of the hall, sitting beside a luxurious and gorgeous table, was a petite woman who looked as holy and indestructible as the pure and beautiful princess in the palace.

However, as we slowly approached, all the beautiful dreams immediately collapsed.

The woman's sleeves were rolled up, revealing a pair of thin jade arms, and a pair of white hands were ruthlessly plundering the table filled with sumptuous meals.

On the side, four old men in uniforms stood there looking at the girl in front of them as if there was no one in front of them, and made tut-tsk sounds——

Where is the grace of King Huang in this? He is simply a rogue on the street!

On the other side, stood a man in white clothes. The man looked at all this with an expressionless face.

"Hiccup-hiccup-hiccup!"

Suddenly, these sounds came very clearly from the palace with good sound effects.

Then, the old men looked at each other in shock. The man didn't even bother to frown and still looked at the woman with a lifeless expression.

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Ling Yi was full and touched his belly with great satisfaction, thinking to himself, this place is very good! The food seems to be delicious.

"Prince Huang, please pay attention to your manners!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

Ling Yi frowned, searching for the voice and forgetting about the past---

When her eyes came into contact with those amber eyes, she unconsciously gave out a smile of approval. Dressed in Tsing Yi, a handsome face with no expression suddenly fell into her eyes. He had a benchmark-like slender figure, wheat-colored

He has a healthy complexion, sharp eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, thin but tight lips, and a pair of dark eyes that sometimes flash amber. He has a cool aura that is hidden in the city. This is Ling Yi.

Give him a position.

"Where did you get facial paralysis again?" Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at the man and said directly without any subtlety. This man is beautiful, but he is too indifferent. There is a coldness all over him.

An aura that wouldn't make you frown even if the sky fell.

"Being here is Yin Wenmaochong, the patron saint of the Phoenix King!" The man bowed down very humbly and spoke slowly, his face still looking cold.

Immediately, Ling Yi was dissatisfied! Damn it, how dare you be colder than her! You are seeking death!

Phoenix King’s patron saint?

Mao Xian! Does King Huang need to be protected?

Don't talk about what kind of bullshit Phoenix King she is now, even if she is not the Phoenix King, she can still protect herself----

When she was eating just now, she had already accepted her fate and took care of herself as soon as she came. On Monan Road, her parents had many younger brothers and sisters to take care of her. Although she didn't know how she came here, she just thought she was reincarnated.

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"Yin Wenmaochong, right? You don't want to protect me anymore, do you understand me?"

Standing up slowly, a pair of small hands that were originally oily were now very clean and refreshing, swinging and turning in front of Yin Wenmaochong, and his long eyelashes fluttered to cover his eyes with a cold light inside.
Chapter completed!