Although Yin Fang's Xuanbing bloodline was extracted, her body had been soaked in it day and night for decades, and her body was also a rare Xuanbing body. Therefore, even if she lost her cultivation, she could still withstand the cold wave of hell.
However, he was obviously struggling, his whole body was getting colder and colder, and his body was becoming stiff.
If nothing unexpected happens, the royal princess will die here within a quarter of an hour.
Yin Gengzi shook his head slightly. He didn't expect Yin Fang to die in such a tragic way.
He no longer had to hunt down Yinfang, as she had already lost the right to compete with the other eight princesses for the position of empress.
Not only that, if she loses the Xuanbing bloodline, even the emperor and empress might not recognize this princess.
This princess is dead in name only.
"Mr. Gu, save me!" Yinfang curled up into a ball and shouted in a low voice.
Mr. Gu sneered and said, "Princess, forgive me for being blunt, but now that your Xuanbing bloodline has been drained, you are no longer a princess. I will not obey your orders. From now on, you and I will go our separate ways."
Mr. Gu knew very well that Yin Fang was doomed to die. Even if she could leave the Juehan Mountains alive, she could not escape the trap set by the other princesses outside.
Yin Fang is doomed to die, and without the Xuanbing bloodline, she is not worthy of being called a princess, nor is she worthy of serving him.
"You..." Yinfang felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Looking around, the respectful and humble looks from before were gone, replaced by eyes of sympathy and ridicule.
She even saw greed and evil thoughts in the eyes of some monks.
"This..." Yinfang suddenly became flustered.
"Princess, I think this Yuqing hairpin on your head is pretty nice. You're going to die anyway, so just give it to me." Manggu showed a greedy smile and directly snatched her hairpin.
"What a great stuff." Mangu smiled excitedly.
Most of the sect's geniuses naturally disdain to add insult to injury, but they cannot stand up to the ordinary elite disciples. Seeing that Yin Fang has no one to protect her and has become an ordinary woman, no matter how many treasures she has, they belong to others. So they seize them under the pretext of doing it for her own good.
"You! You!" Yin Fang was unable to move and could only let them snatch her spiritual treasure. She never thought that she would end up in this situation today.
"Hehe, since you have taken everything you deserve, and I, Manggu, still lack a wife, then I won't be polite." An earthly immortal monk came over with a smile, rubbing his hands.
The other monks had all suffered serious injuries and were so busy recuperating that they had no mood to care about others.
"What do you want to do?" Yinfang was disgusted by the ugly face of the man. When she thought of the possibilities that might happen, she wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
"Princess, if you don't like my dignity, I can just change my face and guarantee that I will be more handsome than Yin Gengzi."
"hey-hey!"
Just when Yinfang was feeling desperate and wanted to die.
"roll!"
Lin Yi shouted loudly and walked away with a flick of his sleeves. The man was swatted away like a fly and fell into a pulp.
Everyone present was secretly shocked.
Lin Yi slowly squatted down and helped Yin Fang up, while at the same time inputting vast true energy into him to repair his body.
Lin Yi knew that apart from Mu Hongling, Yin Fang was one of the few people during this period who did not look down on him because he was a Chinese, and did not have any bad intentions towards him.
In addition, it was because he had extracted her blood that she ended up in this situation, so he naturally felt guilty.
"Give me!"
As soon as Lin Yi stretched out his hand, several cultivators who had just snatched Yin Fang's treasures took the initiative to return the things.