Chapter 42: The emperor

　　Qin Shiyue was used by An Bulang to seal all the meridians of the body with special techniques.
　　 Now, she is no different from a mortal maid, even because of the softness of her body, she looks even weaker.
　　 "Hurry up, didn't you eat?" Ji Yinyin scolded aside, and snapped Qin Shiyue's hips.
　　 "You...!" Qin Shiyue looked angry, glaring fiercely at the woman who was almost her mother beside her.
　　 "What are you, you? Who is not a princess? Are you also worthy of me?"
Ji Yinyin raised her head, raised her beautiful face enough to make all women feel ashamed, and hummed: "On identity, we're going to go out of five or five, on beauty, you're defeated, on fights, old lady... oh! This fairy, You can do it with one hand!"
　　 "So, please see your situation clearly and correct your attitude!"
　　 After listening to Ji Yinyin's rebuke, Qin Shiyue gritted her teeth, but couldn't refute it.
Ji Hongxue saw her sister on the side. She was as crazy as Teddy. She rubbed her eyebrows in distress. She walked to An Bulang and said softly, "You don't care about your apprentice, just look. Yinyin, she is drifting more and more now."
　　 "Floating point is good, only floating point can go to heaven, the little fairy always has to go to heaven." An Bulang thought not.
　　 "An Bu Lang! Are you worthy of your name by saying this?" Ji Hongxue looked angrily at An Bu Lang.
An Bulang smiled haughtily and said: "Okay, okay, Ji Yinyin has not been easy for more than ten years. Let her vent first. Although she throws stones, scolds, fights, no one in sight, but I know she is a good one girl."
　　 Ji Hongxue covered her chest, holding back her liver pain.
　　 "Master is so good..."
　　 Ji Yinyin's clear eyes are full of fiery heat and blur. His hands are clinging to his blushing face, looking at the man beside him.
　　 Soon, everyone returned to the princess palace.
　　An Bulang asked Wu Wanyue to give up all the spirit stones on her body, only to pick out three spirit stones.
　　 "Your poverty refreshed my imagination." An Bulang said silently.
　　Wu Wanyue's face was wronged: "There are too many spirit stones, it is not convenient to move. How many spirit stones do you want? Concubine go back to Burning Valley and get it for you."
　　 "How many do you have?" An Bulang asked.
　　 Wu Wanyue caressed her fragrant hair and smiled lightly: "Not many, but there are 500 pieces."
　　 "Okay, then I want 499." An Bulang said.
　　 Wu Wanyue: "?????"
　　An Bulang grinned: "Leave a line and be nice to meet in the future."
　　 "Hehehe..." Wu Wanyue Qiang Yan smiled.
"Oh, right, how many spirit stones Cheng Yuzi had in Yun Jianzong, also moved over to me. As we all know, he had entrusted his legacy to me before he died, and now I am going to inherit." An Bu The wave looked just.
　　Wu Wanyue has never seen such a brazen person.
　　 She slowed down and quipped, "Do you want to leave him a spirit stone and not move away?"
An Bulang shook his head solemnly: "No, he is dead, and I will never see him again. It is no longer suitable for him to stay in the same line as a man, move away, move away, leave no spirit stone !"
　　 Wu Wanyue: "..."
　　 "According to the order, the concubine will do it." Wu Wanyue bowed her knees gracefully in front of An Bulang and slowly retreated.
　　An Bulang does not worry that the other party will have eccentricity, or engage in small actions. He has implanted a variant of glazed Yanghuo on Wu Wanyue's body. Once the other party mutinies, the flame will erupt and purify the other person's body.
　　Wu Wanyue had seen the greatness of the flame such as An Bulang, of course, he did not dare to be distracted. Unless her strength is higher than that of An Bulang, she will not be able to get rid of the glaze in her body.
　　 As for the possibility of Wu Wanyue catching up with An Bulang...
If 　　 is really caught up, without Wu Wanyue's rebellion, An Bulang should be ashamed and self-disciplined.
　　After dealing with the matter of spirit stone, An Bulang will retreat to everyone and start to absorb the three spirit stones he just got.
　　 absorbs quickly, and he doesn’t need it for half an hour, he has absorbed the energy of the three spirit stones.
　　 "Hoohoo..."
In the room, there was a faint gasp.
　　An Bulang's forehead was sweating and his face paled slightly: "Huh... finally relieved!"
　　 His prettier appearance was actually pretended, far less relaxed than others had imagined.
　　After playing Tiger Devil Ancestor, the power in his body was almost exhausted. Later, the advanced technique he used to kill the three elders of the Tamron Empire was completely used to overdraw his body.
　　 But he has always been well rested, so that he did not show his feet, let others think that his entire battle process was won easily. This is a strategy for effectively combating the popularity of the enemy, and it is not because it wants to force it.
　　Unpredictable, bottomless, full of momentum, this is the impression that An Bulang gives to everyone.
　　 "It seems that the limit of my strength is that Tianyuan Realm is fourfold..." An Bulang said a little melancholy.
　　 Tiger Demon Patriarch is a four-layer old monster in Tianyuan Realm. Whether it is physical quality or the range of calling Reiki, it completely crushed An Bulang. An Bulang relies on combat experience, aura quality, and supernatural power to suppress it.
　　An Bulang felt that if he came to a five-fold enemy in Tianyuan Realm, he would not necessarily win.
　　 I am still very weak, I need to continue to become stronger!
　　 This time can't be waved, and the insignificant development is the king.
　　 "Come here! A set of pen, ink, paper and ink, I need a book!!"
　　An Bulang called out loudly.
　　……
　　 Two days later.
　　 Tamron Empire.
　　 "Boom!!!"
　　The table made of superior spirits burst into burst.
　　 "What's wrong! What's wrong!"
A man wearing a black dragon robe and reading a book on UUkanshuu.com stood up in extreme anger, and his body burst into a dark golden energy, as if there was a fierce dragon roaring and groaning inadvertently. The terrible power made the officials and monks around all knelt on the ground.
　　 "The emperor is angry!"
　　 "The emperor is angry..."
　　 A group of officials pleaded in a low voice.
　　 No more anger, they will be shocked to death by the emperor's angry aftermath.
The officials of the Dragon Empire are divided into two groups, one is the monk who manages the spiritual world, and the other is the mortal who manages the world.
　　 A group of mortal officials have already spit foam on their mouths and collapsed to the ground.
　　 "Hahaha... A good protector of the Dragon Princess, the ancestor of the tiger and the devil... The protection fee is 10,000 spirit stones, and it will not be let go..."
　　 "Killing the three elders of the empire, it is a bad thing for me, but I still have a face to find my protection fee?"
The Emperor Qin Xuanyang of the Dragon Emperor smiled angrily, and looked at the sky outside with a shocking flame: "Okay! Very good! I would like to see what this An Bulang is capable of, and also deserve to protect my daughter!"
"Emperor, please calm down." A stately teacher wearing Xingyue robe and elegant appearance came out with a cold expression, as if he had nothing to do with himself. "According to the information from our eyes at the scene, Tiger The devil ancestor is a strong player in Tianyuan Realm, but An Bulang is capable of slashing the tiger demon ancestor. He must be a monk in the level of Tianyuan Realm. We need to take long-term consideration in making decisions."
"From long-term planning, from long-term planning...he all went to the court to extortion, blackmailed and blackmailed, he all rode to my face, and from the long plan to discuss farts!" Qin Xuanyang shouted, "Come here! Prepare ten thousand spirit stones! Go to the blue country! I want to see, this 10,000 protection fee, will not be able to catch the waves!"