"Elders..." Ye Ying was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by these words, what little princess?"
The little princess of the Holy Land refers to only one person.
It is said that that person is still the treasure in the hands of the Holy Lord. Among the many patriarchal families, only the little princess of this holy land has always been held in the palm of his hand, and the Holy Lord is extremely protective of shortcomings, how can it be... let the little princess be alone Appeared in the medicine gate
"Ye Ying!" Lu Zhong's face was cold, "You are so bold, even the little princess of the Holy Land dare to beat! Even if you give the old man a hundred courage, the old man will not dare to beat the little princess! You are stronger than the old man!"
Hum!
Ye Ying's head buzzed, and then it became blank, her pale face without blood, she bit her lip tightly, and stepped back a few steps.
No…
impossible!
Is this woman really the little princess of the Holy Land? Who is the envy of the daughter of the world
"impossible!"
A scream rang.
The old lady got up from the ground, her old face was distorted, and her angry and resentful eyes stared at Chu Yiyi's face.
"This wild girl is absolutely impossible to be a little princess from the Holy Land, it is impossible, you must be mistaken!"
Yes, they must have made a mistake! How could such an uncultivated wild girl be a little princess in the Holy Land? The Lord's eyes are not blind, it is impossible to love such a rude girl.
If she had such a granddaughter, she would definitely be pissed off, so how about loving her
Fortunately, her Yinger is well-behaved and sensible, not comparable to such a wild girl.
"Hey," Chu Yiyi turned his head and smiled sinisterly, "Di Xiaoyun, we compare, how about who gets more scars?"
"Okay," Di Xiaoyun nodded, "I am in charge of the lower body, you are in charge of the upper body, as for the face... Leave it to Lan Xiaoyun! Dare to grab my brother with my sister-in-law! I won't give up her, I am not Di Xiaoyun !"
Chu Yiyi rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Ye Ying with a wicked smile.
Looking at the three girls surrounding him, Ye Ying's gaze became more and more horrified, and her body stepped back...
"what!!!"
The sky in the afternoon was exceptionally brilliant.
Outside the noisy courtyard, a heart-piercing shout resounded across the sky, shocking the entire medicine gate.
However, because tomorrow is the end of the alchemy conference, those alchemists who have nothing to do with their own refining pill in the room did not take a step out of the room...
Ye Ying didn't know how long this torture lasted. She felt intense pain all over her body, and this painful sensation made her faint at any time.
But in the end, she abruptly survived.
Until Di Xiaoyun and the others left, she was still lying on the ground, staring at the gorgeous sky with blood-red eyes.
"Ying'er, my Ying'er!"
When everyone had dispersed, the old lady Ye cried and rushed towards Ye Ying. She tremblingly stretched out her hand, trying to help Ye Ying from the ground.
"My shadow, you are wronged..."
Ye Ying pressed her lips, her original beautiful face was already red and swollen, and even the two lips touched, there was a tearing pain.
"Grandma, I want revenge!"
Her beautiful eyes are full of bone-eating hatred: "Today's hatred, I must repay."
"Yes... But..."
If the other party is really the little princess of the Holy Land, how to get revenge