Chapter 232: Chen Xinglie is like a bright moon in the sky!

The Queen Mother sneered: "You Nether Temple, aren't you very good at Soul Secret Art? Why should you ask this palace about this matter?"
The abbot pondered for a while, pointed his finger at the Buddha statue in the temple, and said: "The secret treasure that protects the soul in the temple has already been lent to the empress dowager."
The queen mother stared at the Buddha statue, her eyes grew colder and harsher, and said: "Do you still want to take the Buddha statue back?"
The abbot said: "Can the poor monk let the bones come to heal?"
The queen mother turned her anger into a smile and said: "The name of the boneless man has long been heard in this palace. I have always heard that this little monk has a delicate face. However, the white bone does not seem to walk outside the temple very much, and is usually in Youming Temple. Li is practicing, I haven't seen him in my palace. I don't know what this person looks like?"
The abbot said: "A list of talents."
The queen mother asked again: "Where is it than Chen Xinglie?"
The abbot thought for a while, and finally told the truth, saying, "Bone bones are like the light of fireflies in front of Chen Xinglie, and Chen Xinglie is the bright moon in the sky! How can the light of fireflies compete with Haoyue?"
A trace of disappointment flashed in the Queen Mother’s eyes, she stretched out her tongue and licked her tender, flaming red lips. I don’t know what she thought of, a kind of eager emotion suddenly appeared in her eyes, saying: "Compared with Chen Xinglie, the white bones are so different. It's so huge. From this perspective, isn't Chen Xinglie in Fenghua Street the top beautiful man in the martial arts world?"
The abbot did not speak.
In front of a woman who just had a fight with herself in the bed, praised the other person for their handsome appearance...
This matter is a bit difficult.
Even if the abbot’s Netherworld Temple is the first sect on the left side of the door, the abbot’s ears have been fascinated since childhood, and he has cultivated a face that is not bad. At this moment, some don’t know how to speak.
The queen mother said: "Can you fight again?"
The abbot looked down and sighed, "If the wind and rain are coming, you can't fight for long."
Humph!
The queen mother's eyes were full of disdain, and said: "Useless man!"
The abbot's face twitched.
The queen mother said again: "I hope that your disciple is boneless, don't be like you."
The abbot was sullen.
The queen mother straightened out her neat hair, took out a mirror, scratched her head, and said expectantly: "If that Chen Xinglie, left Fenghua Street, you go find a way to get him over to this palace... "
The abbot finally got angry and left his sleeves.
The queen mother stared at the abbot's back and sneered: "If you refuse to agree to this matter, the little monk of your Nether Temple called Baiguzi, don't come."
The abbot paused and his body floated up.
Inside the imperial city, there are the imperial palace and various yamen where officials from the three provinces and six ministries work. In addition, there is the nether temple in North Point.
The West Palace is not far from Youming Temple.
In a moment.
The abbot brought the bones to the West Palace.
"It's really a talent."
"The white bones are already so handsome and handsome, but in front of Chen Xinglie, they are just the light of fireflies! How handsome is Chen Xinglie himself?"
"Unimaginable!"
"It's really exciting. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil..."
The queen mother only felt blood boiling in her heart, her eyes bright, her face could not contain the joy of joy, and she walked into the hall with the boneless hand.
The bones wanted to dodge.
It's a pity that the queen mother still grabbed his arm.
Among the many disciples in Youming Temple, Baiguzi is a master in the ranks, and is proficient in Buddhism, and has also practiced many Buddhist mysteries, how can he stop the land god-level queen mother?
Even if the bones were not injured, they couldn't resist it.
What's more, the soul of the white bones was damaged, and the whole mental state had been reduced to the point of dying, one strength, ten without one.
"Amitabha!"
After Bai Guzi was put on the bed, he folded his hands together and said, "The little monk is seriously injured. Please also ask the empress dowager to treat the little monk first."
The queen mother grinned and said: "The little man hurts the soul, not the body. Now, the palace is about to treat the soul. As for the body, this does not conflict with the soul. Just enjoy it... "
Baiguzi's entire facial expression froze upon hearing this.
"Lie down!"
The queen mother stretched out her hand and gave a light push.
The bones fell.
The queen mother's slender fingers were also delicate, and her face was gorgeous. When she threw at the bones, Bai Guzi didn't have much resistance in her heart.
but.
The moment the Queen Mother rushed over, her face began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, wrinkles were clustered, a large patch of age spots appeared, and her long black and shiny hair became gray...
In just one breath, the Queen Mother turned from her appearance in her thirties to an old-fashioned appearance.
"what!"
The Queen Mother saw her ugly reflection in the white bones' pupils, she stood up suddenly in fright, picked up the offerings in the shrine in front of the Buddha statue, and began to devour the soul, swallowing with big mouths, and gradually recovered. young.
"Little Lang Jun, this palace is here!"
The queen mother groaned and rushed over again, as if the person who had just been screamed was not herself at all, but someone else.
The bones did not resist, not even the slightest reaction.
He has accepted his fate.
The scene I just saw...
Unforgettable!
The bones will never forget in this lifetime.
...
Fenghua Street.
Chen Mansion.
Qin Wannian came to Chen Xinglie to report to Chen Xinglie with the headdress that he had initially refined without tongue.
The headdress looks very beautiful.
No tongue is worthy of being an old man who has lived for nearly two hundred years. He has extensively explored in the martial arts, whether he is in formation or alchemy, he has extraordinary accomplishments, and even his craftsmanship is of high standard.
A glimpse can see the whole leopard.
The majestic appearance of this headgear alone shows the tongueless standard.
Chen Xinglie didn't have much skill in crafting.
He has alchemy and refining methods, and he was forced to recite secret books by the female emperor, and he remembered a lot.
But he has never practiced steadily.
If you are used to living a soft food life with your clothes stretched out to open your mouth, how can you think about doing it yourself?
Today, although Chen Xinglie can refine the pill by himself, he still relies entirely on the power and mystery of the "Tian Can Furnace", and has nothing to do with his own alchemy. Even with a decayed furnace, Chen Xinglie still made titles like "little pill refining waste" and "little refining tool waste", earning 200 BOSS points for each.
Although Chen Xinglie is not proficient in refining tools, he has a system.
As soon as the headdress fell into Chen Xinglie's hands, he saw it in the system interface. The information on the headdress was marked with the word "unfinished".
Isn't this a semi-finished product?
but……
Why did Tongueless do this?
There seems to be something else.
Chen Xinglie was not what Gongsun Xuanji had guessed. He was a man who was so witty and close to a demon, with unpredictable resourcefulness, how could he guess the purpose of tonguelessness at the moment he held the headdress.
It doesn't matter if you can't guess.
Chen Xinglie has his own way.