"Is the Ye Lingyue you mentioned similar to the Ye Lingyue in the picture?"
The King of Mobei glanced at Ji Linlang, and there was a portrait in his hand.
The portrait is exquisitely drawn, and the woman on it is beautiful, wearing a white robe, like a lotus flower emerging from water, even Ji Linlang, who is a woman, can't help but look at it a few more times.
Ji Linlang hurriedly shook her head.
How could that ugly girl Ye Lingyue have anything to do with the woman in the portrait.
"Wang, it's just the same name. If Wang is worried, his subordinates can go to Xi'an Town to arrest that woman."
The high priest of the snake man said flatteringly.
King Mobei carefully put away the portrait.
Looking at his appearance, he clearly attaches great importance to this painting. He cherishes it so much just for a painting, which shows that he must be very attentive to the woman in the portrait.
Seeing this, Ji Linlang couldn't help feeling a little more envious in her heart.
That woman is really lucky to be favored by a strong man like King Mobei.
"With the sword demon around, you can't even get close to Ye Lingyue."
Chu Mu glanced at the portrait. Whether the woman in the portrait is beautiful or not has nothing to do with him. Now that he is in danger, he only hopes that Ye Lingyue will be safe.
"Boy, shut up, you can't protect yourself, and you want to meddle in your own business!"
The high priest of the snake man was not in a good mood.
"It seems that you have no way to convince him. If so, you can only make him a puppet."
King Mobei also had no intention to ink with Chu Mu.
It is good to have one more talent, but one more top-rank Mingpuppet is also something that cannot be sought.
"Chu Mu, do you really stop thinking about it? After you become Ming Puppet, you and the puppet will have no doubts."
Ji Linlang wanted to persuade Chu Mu one last time.
"I would rather die than live in humiliation. Ji Linlang, do you think that you can be a master if you take refuge in the Mobei Tianyu? Everything you get today, you must pay more in the future. One day, you will regret it .”
"There is no cure. Wang, this kid is really ignorant."
The high priest of the snake man was not in a good mood.
"Ji Linlang, it's up to you to refine it into an inscription puppet."
King Mobei ordered.
"king?!"
Ji Linlang was shocked.
Want her to do it herself
"You are already a fifth-level inscription master. Only a fifth-level inscription master can refine an inscription puppet. Ninety-nine witch inscriptions need to be inscribed on him, and the high priest will teach you how to inscribe them. After the inscription puppet is successful, he will become Your first inscription puppet. This is considered a great gift from this king to you."
After Mobei King finished speaking, he turned and walked out.
"Ji Linlang, why are you still hesitating, let's do it quickly. As long as you refine it properly, you may still get your first inscription puppet before the new Tianhe appears. At that time, you still have a chance to get a better Tianyin."
In the ears, the voices of Ji Linlang and the high priest were beside him.
Chu Mu stopped talking and closed his eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"Lingyue, it seems that I can't wait for the day you come. If I really meet you on the battlefield, I hope you can kill me with your own hands."
kill me... kill me...
The moment Ye Lingyue and the class president walked into the room, they paused.
"Master Ye Ming, do you regret it?"
The class president turned his head and glanced at Ye Lingyue.
"It's okay, President, we can start the assessment immediately."
Ye Lingyue smiled, dispelling the impatience in her heart.
It was also a surprise to Ye Lingyue that Ji Linlang broke through to become a fifth-level inscription master.
She didn't shy away from Ji Linlang, but cared about the Mobei Tianyu behind Ji Linlang.
If her earlier guess is correct, the king of Mobei is Xi Jiuye, and things will be troublesome.
Xi Jiuye is descended from the Xi Clan, which is the Yutian Clan.
The Xi clan already mastered a large number of witch inscriptions, so Xi Jiuye was able to rise within a hundred years because of the inscriptions recorded by the witch king earlier.
Coupled with the undead coffin, Xi Jiuye's current strength cannot be underestimated.
Not only that, but she also had to face the pincer attack of the ancestor Xinghe, which made Ye Lingyue feel like she was at a loss.
"For the third-level inscription master assessment, you need to master more than fifteen kinds of inscriptions. Ye Mingshi, you are ready."
The class president reminded.
Ye Lingyue nodded.
She took out the inscription pen...
An hour later, fifteen inscriptions appeared neatly in front of the class president.
"The success rate is 100%, all in one go. Master Ye Ming congratulates you for becoming a third-level Ming master."
The class president checked Ye Lingyue's inscriptions one by one, and she nodded after reading it.
Ye Lingyue became a third-level inscription teacher, and the class president was not surprised, as the old president had said earlier.
Ye Lingyue herself has the strength of a third-level inscription master, but because the old president was not in Lingxi City at the time, she could not be assessed.
But it's hard to say about the rest of the fourth-level and fifth-level inscription masters.
"Master Ye Ming, do you want to rest for a while?"
The class president looked at Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue shook her head, she had no more time to rest.
Xi Yun was still waiting for her outside.
Although the death of the old president was not directly caused by Ye Lingyue, Ye Lingyue was also obliged to do so.
She must participate in this annual assessment.
Not only that, but she also wants to avenge the old president.
Whether it's Zeng Mingshi or Xinghe Patriarch, she doesn't intend to let go of any of them.
Another hour passed.
Twenty-five inscriptions appeared in front of the class president again.
The squad leader checked the inscription again.
"100% success rate."
The class president looked at Ye Lingyue with a look of appreciation.
A total of forty inscriptions, Ye Lingyue completed them perfectly without exception.
Earlier, the head of the class had some doubts about Ye Lingyue, but now, seeing her perfect completion of the inscription again, the head of the class couldn't help but start to look forward to Ye Lingyue's next fifty inscriptions...
Time passed by every minute and every second.
In the trade union, Xiyun and Dixin are still waiting.
Xiyun looked anxious.
It was completely dark outside.
The remaining time is running out.
In only an hour or so, can Ling Yue really complete fifty inscriptions and become a fifth-level inscription master
Xiyun looked at Di Xin, and saw that Di Xin was resting with his eyes closed.
"Master Sword Demon, do you think it is possible for Ling Yue to become a fifth-level inscription master?"
Xi Yun couldn't help asking.
"nonsense."
Dixin just threw out two words coldly.
Xiyun's expression turned awkward, nonsense
What does His Highness Sword Demon mean
Is it possible or not
Xi Yun didn't dare to ask any more questions, because the Sword Demon Emperor Shen's attack just now also frightened Xi Yun.
Except for Ye Lingyue, there were very few people who dared to say a few more words with Sword Demon Emperor Xin.
Time passed, and finally, there was only the last quarter of an hour left.
In the middle, Ye Lingyue has also completed twenty-five inscriptions.
"There is still a quarter of an hour, what a pity."
Seeing the twenty-five inscriptions completed by Ye Lingyue, the class president shook his head and couldn't help but regret.