"What are you doing?" Ming Wuyan glared at Yin Si, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of wind-type spiritual power swung away the Breaking Realm Spring.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just sighing." Yin Si looked up at the sky, and when he found that the Breaking Realm Spring had disappeared, he sighed again.
The little girl in front of him was really lucky, if he read correctly, she should have gotten the Pojing Spring water, and, what's more, it was given by Po Jingquan herself.
Ming Wuyan didn't care what Yinsi thought, turned around and left.
At this time, the sky began to clear and the rain stopped. Ye Lao began to gather all the water he had collected with the green leaves of the ice-type fairy grass and carefully sift through it to see if he had collected the Breaking Spring.
But the people from the temples of the Three Realms just looked at the sky with regret, knowing that there was no hope of finding the Pojing Spring this time, because the Pojing Spring broke through the water and escaped, and a lot of their spiritual energy was lost, making it even more difficult to find it.
Everyone looks at me and I look at you, and my heart is indescribably sad.
Seeing that Yin Si had been following her, Ming Wuyan stopped and asked, "What are you following me for? Aren't you always with that Youqin in front of you?"
Yinsi smiled and said: "Youqin saw the barbarian king chasing a black shadow, and he followed. I didn't follow him all the time."
"Did you see anyone else?" Ming Wuyan looked around, but found no one else, feeling a little worried.
The powerful and mysterious mysterious force in front wanted to take away his dantian, so he didn't know who was behind the scenes, and whether other people would also be persecuted.
Yin Si glanced into the distance, and then said again: "Why don't you just wait for them here!"
Ming Wuyan didn't make a sound, but looked at him suspiciously, waiting? Does he mean, just wait here and the others will come
At this time, Ye Lao suddenly threw away all the green leaves in his hand angrily, water droplets scattered all over the ground, and his cloudy eyes were full of sternness.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Ming Wuyan, and said coldly: "The power of the Holy Voice is something from the Demon Spirit Continent. If you swallow it privately, you will have to pay the corresponding price."
Ming Wuyan raised her eyebrows, and said amusedly, "The price? What price do you want?"
Ye Lao looked at Ming Wuyan for a while before saying: "Hand over the artifact, or else, use something of equivalent value to pay for it."
Ming Wuyan's gaze also turned cold, she had seen a shameless person, but this was the first time she had seen such an old and shameless person.
She glanced at Princess Qinxian, and then said coldly to Ye Lao: "What name are you asking me for the power of the holy voice? Besides, how can you prove that what I got is the power of the holy voice from the Demon Spirit Continent? If you can show proof, I will give it to you."
In terms of being a rogue, she couldn't beat this old man, but she wasn't too scared. When he said to hand over the things, she had to hand them over immediately. She also had a temper.
Moreover, how should I put it, she is also the princess of the Beimo Kingdom, the Manwang Concubine of the Manhuang Haoyue, and a member of the Brahma Sect, so she can't easily compromise.
"What evidence do you want? The violin in your hand just now has a strong aura of the power of the holy sound. It is owned by the Demon Spirit Continent, and you must hand it over." Ye Lao said convincingly, with a serious expression on his face.
"What does something like aura prove? I can also say that you have the aura of the power of the holy voice! Not only that, but you also have a dark aura. It looks like you have cultivated some kind of evil skill, and you may have an evil weapon on your body." Ming Wuyan said seriously.