Pei Ye: "???"

Lord Yang Jingzhen stepped forward and stretched out his hand at Pei Ye: "Senior Brother Bao?"

Pei Ye looked at Yang Jing's hand, then looked at the Seventh Prince, then looked at the Spirit of the Artifact.

The old man waved his little hands and flew far away, panicked: "Look at what the old man is doing..."

Pei Ye: "...No, I will do it myself."

She decided to be a fair and just Duanshui master before the two were resolved, and stand up with one's own strength.

Bypassing two guys who want to keep up.

Pei Ye said to them: "Stop, keep a safe distance!"

It would be great if she was still the Demon King. As long as she had no moral integrity, there was no Shura field that would embarrass her.

The Seventh Prince stopped gentlely, put his hands in his sleeves, and smiled and complained: "Aye, I am so ruthless, but can't I just practice it?"

Pei Ye: “…”

She suddenly couldn't look directly at these two words, nor could she look directly at the poem.

The face of Yang Jingzhenjun became even heavier. He came from the same source as the Seventh Prince, so naturally he did not miss the aura that was contaminated by Pei Ye’s soul and did not belong to her.

Looking at the silent eyes of Zhenjun Yang Jing, then the Seventh Prince was covered with a breath of pleasure.

Pei Ye whispered: "You are normal... Don't make me feel like I'm on two boats, and I'm ruining your appearance..."

The world has a conscience, and she is still very dedicated to feelings.

Even the car was driven not long ago, but was interrupted in the middle and driven off the expressway. She was wronged.

The Seventh Prince said, "If Aye thinks, I will not be able to do so."

Pei Ye: “…”

The Seventh Prince actually thought about it carefully for three seconds, and his words shattered Pei Ye's moral values. He smiled and said, "It's just a matter of fabricating a few more incarnations. What Aye wants, what looks, age, body, and appearance? It's just that this person is not very perfect."

The "this person" he mentioned is Yang Jing Zhenjun.

Pei Ye: “…”

This clearly told her that she could do whatever she wanted to take on, and would he help prepare the boat?

No need to duck!

Even Pei Ye, who lives in the open and technologically developed Federation of Humankind, was stunned by the terrifying words of the Seventh Prince.

The spirit of the weapon is like a "old man knows it" expression.

These two people used to play more openly. Although there were no more people playing, they did turn into other appearances from time to time, change their identities, and not be too excited to play roles. Whether it is the bandits who robbed their young wife, the scholar's husband and the vixen, the taboo love of demon-slaying master and demon, the widower and the peasant girl, the widower and the young hero in the world, the cold fairy and the unworthy male disciple, the love triangle between the two...

They will play whatever the storybook is popular.

The spirit of the weapon is a universal tool man.

Alas, it is true - the listener is sad, and the listener is crying.

Pei Ye's mouth twitched and he said with difficulty: "No, I don't have this interest."

The Demon Emperor loves to play does not mean that she loves to play too. She is still a baby over 300 years old and should stay away from the "complex adult world".

Yang Jingzhenjun said coldly: "I don't know what shame is."

The Seventh Prince was righteous and righteous: "What is shame? What do I pay attention to when the human race creates? Furthermore, Aye is a legitimate Taoist partner. I laughed at the Taoist partner, what's the matter for you, an outsider? If you think we have defamed you and your tricks, it's better to cut them out."

Zhenjun Yang Jing snorted.

Pei Ye: “…”

After a young man, why did she feel that her situation is even more difficult?

"Then, that... If the Demon Suppression Tower is solved, why don't you go out and talk about anything?" Pei Ye pointed to the tomb door. Don't argue in her tomb if there is any frame. Respect the "her" lying in the coffin, and respect the deceased, thank you.

The two did not object.

Before Pei Ye left, he grabbed the cub in the ice coffin with both hands.

Master Yang Jingzhen frowned, as if he disapproved. The Seventh Prince said, "Take it with you, you can't lose Aye's body in the future."

Pei Ye froze all over: "My body in the future?"

The Seventh Prince: "The lifespan of a human race is limited, and even if you are talented and willing to practice, it is not easy to reach the top. This body is yours and is most in line with you. I have repaired it and I will only wait for opportunities to get you back." If you can use the original one, it is better to use the original one.

If not, there would be no need to spend so much effort to find it.

Pei Ye looked down at the cub lying in his arms, feeling inexplicably.

Zhenjun Yang Jing asked: "Where is the opportunity?"

The Seventh Prince: "I just need to know, and I will not know you."

Pei Ye: “…”

I've never seen myself so happy.

"I want to know."

The seventh Prince's face was slightly relaxed: "Looking for someone, he has a way."

Yang Jing frowned: "Looking for someone?"

Pei Ye became more and more curious: "Even the Seventh Prince can't do this, so who can help? Could it be the Fifth Prince?"

No, if the fifth prince can help, he will help with the orc copy.

The Seventh Prince shook his head and denied: "It's not her, it's another person."

Who is this person?

Judging from the Seventh Prince's meaning, he must be a guy of the same level as him.

Could it be that besides the Seventh and the Fifth Highness, there are other old antiques that have existed since ancient times?

The Seventh Prince did not answer, but sucked his palm and captured the soul spirit craftsman who was indesirable.
Chapter completed!