Ye Nanyi hesitated to speak. When he dared to speak, he was interrupted by Yue Jiuli: "Nanyin, don't worry about this. I think this saint has been unhappy for a long time. I used to treat her just for your sake."
You're so polite, she dared to order me around today? You've never done that to me before!"
"That's right! Sister Nanyin, you can't let her go." Feng Qianxue clapped her hands aside and applauded, "In the past, when we met this kind of person, we would beat her together."
Ye Nanyin sat on the chair and stopped talking. She also deliberately started to avoid Ming Jiaojiao's eyes, and said kindly: "Then you... try to be gentle! After all, she is a saint of the Chaos clan."
She performed the difficult task vividly and heart-breakingly! She gave her hope, but then let her down... and finally despaired!
"Ye..." Ming Jiaojiao felt aggrieved, especially aggrieved, but she couldn't say anything to refute. What was going on? Why couldn't she use her power? Is there something weird in this room?
No wonder he had to take her into the room, it must be a problem with this palace.
Ming Jiaojiao stared with red eyes, "You two despicable maids, you'd better not provoke me, otherwise I want you to look good when you leave this palace."
What she responded to was Yue Jiuli's more brutal beatings. Feng Qianxue stepped forward from time to time to help her, mainly because Jiuli's sister was too cruel and she didn't dare to get too close for fear of being hurt.
Ming Jiaojiao's screams were ups and downs, Ye Nanyin covered her ears and drank tea with a leisurely and elegant look on her face, staying aloof from the incident, as if she didn't see anything and everything had nothing to do with her.
Yue Jiuli is very skilled in beating people. After so long, there are no traces on her body, except for the pain. Ming Jiaojiao's face turned pale, she bared her teeth, her eyes were so wide open that she wanted to bite Yue Jiuli to death, but she was so cultivated.
I can't even use it, I have no energy at all.
Finally, Yue Jiuli threw Ming Jiaojiao to the ground like a dead dog, and slumped down on the chair, "Have a rest for a while, I'm so tired from the beating."
It's really tiring to hide your cultivation strength and suppress Ming Jiaojiao's cultivation.
Ming Jiaojiao was trembling all over after being beaten, but she immediately rushed out the door. Those who didn't know thought she wanted to hit the door and die.
She thought that as long as she left this door, she would be reborn and trample them under her feet.
It was obvious that she was thinking too much.
She is now just a piece of fish on the chopping board, a thing to be slaughtered.
"Don't waste your efforts, Lady Saint." Feng Qianxue kindly carried her back, "You hurt my sister Nanyin so badly during the tribulation. Do you really think we will let you go so easily?"
Ming Jiaojiao's eyes widened and she looked at her in disbelief, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"You don't understand, do you? Then you should be familiar with the one named Bai Linglu, right? She looks very similar to my sister Nanyin. The soul-transferring and bone-transforming technique of your Chaos clan can only be passed down to the Holy Lady!"
Feng Qianxue smiled sweetly, "Without the participation of the Holy Lady, how could the aura on her body be so similar to that of my sister Nanyin, and she would be exactly the same!"
"Impossible! Why do you know this?" She looked at Ye Nanyin with wide eyes, "Idiot, did you say something? You..."
Feng Qianxue kicked her down, "Who are you calling an idiot? There is only one idiot here, and that's you!"
Ming Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and looked at Ye Nanyin threateningly, "Did you let them do this to this saint? You are so vicious!"
She naively thought that all this was Bai Linglu's handiwork.
"Lord Saint, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Ye Nanyin was not panicked at all, even very magnanimous.
"Are you...are you sure you really don't care about me?" Ming Jiaojiao bit her back teeth, "Aren't you afraid that this saint will fight you to the death?"
"Lord Saint, I don't care, they are just joking, why are you angry, and you are not hurt." Ye Nanyin looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile, "You don't seem very grand if you care about it like this.
In contrast, I must be helping these two girls, after all, I am more familiar with them than you are."
"Ye Nanyin!!! Have you forgotten your identity?" Ming Jiaojiao thought that the reminder was obvious. Is she really not afraid of exposing her identity?
"What is my identity? I am just a small demon from the lower world. I am no match for you, Lady Saint. Besides, I have to think about the child in my belly. Lady Saint has a lot of you. If your words were not too vicious,
If your attitude is too bad, you won't offend them."
She wanted Ming Jiaojiao to know that she was upright and it was natural for her not to help her.
Yue Jiuli couldn't stand it anymore, "That's enough for you, Nanyin, is such a little saint worth wasting your time?"
"Tsk!" Ye Nanyin screamed strangely, "It's really not worth it, so just throw it away with Bai Linglu, and then throw it out when the young master takes over the palace."
Ming Jiaojiao was completely stunned. After turning her head over and over again, she finally realized the real situation, "You...you are..."
"How is it possible? This is impossible! The high priest is so powerful that he cannot miss!"
"You are said to be an idiot and you still don't admit it." Feng Qianxue couldn't stand it anymore, "Of course my sister Nanyin is more powerful than your high priest, many times more powerful."
"You'd better go and think about it with Bai Linglu. You are provoking someone more noble than the Chaos clan. Think about your own fate!"
Feng Qianxue said, and locked her in a portable cage with Bai Linglu.
This is a cage unique to the elves. The more they struggle, the harder it is to escape.
Three days passed quickly, but Ye Nanyin did not have time to rest. Ming Jue sent someone to prepare gorgeous clothes and jewelry for her. The black and red clothes were rigorous and had the characteristics of a wedding.
The day before the conference, Ming Jue took her to the Sansheng Stone and made a three-life, marriage and blood contract. If he didn't make the contract, he would always feel uneasy. After making the marriage contract, no one would be able to do it.
They separated.
Ye Nanyin did not dare to say that her father would crush this kind of contract just for fun!
Forget it! Let’s let him feel at ease for two days!
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The Young Master's succession ceremony was held with great grandeur, and every detail revealed luxury and nobility. This was an honor that was unparalleled among thousands of people.
It was midnight again, and the high priest gave her a bottle of poison and asked her to eat it for Ming Jue. Although the poison had no killing effect, it could make people sleep for three to five or eight days. His premeditation was obvious.
Ming Jue was prevented from participating in the succession ceremony so that he could take his place with the support of everyone.
After all, in these ten thousand years, Ming Jue has lost a lot of people's hearts. He has not succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and cannot control the power of chaos. It is not difficult for him to incite people's hearts to replace him.
