Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

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This small golden sword is only the size of a golden hairpin, with long and short fingers, and the words "Jin Xuanjian" are marked on the hilt. Its double-edged book is as sharp as a cicada's wings.

Despite the small size of this small golden sword, it is a mysterious weapon, and its power is not trivial.

Nangong Qinglin was the daughter of General Jinjian, and her father's Golden Sword Art, General Jinjian, was well-known in the Daxia army.

This golden sword was used by General Jinjian to save his daughter's life. It incorporated part of the power of the Great Yuan Pill from General Jinjian. If it burst out, it would be enough to kill the warriors below the Pill Realm immediately.

Nangong Qinglin didn't think that this new female alchemist, who only had Sanding cultivation, came to Xiadu from the countryside, would have any chance of surviving under the Jin Xuanjian.

Seeing that Nangong Qinglin had even used the Jin Xuan sword, which was inherited from his family, in order to kill the new female alchemist, all the female alchemists who had insulted people earlier changed their faces.

"Qinglin, let's forget it, this will lead to people's lives." A female alchemist saw it, for fear that things would get out of hand, she hurriedly persuaded.

They played and returned to play earlier, but they only injured people and maimed them. They can find out in private with a little money. If people are killed, the Fang Shi Association will know, and even their families will be lost by then. to be implicated.

"What are you afraid of, it's not just a country bumpkin, a cheap life can be worth a few dollars, and the Jinjian General's House can afford it." Nangong Qinglin snorted coldly, and the Jin Xuanjian in his hand made a buzzing sound, breaking through the air. out, pulling out a golden sword mark.

Ye Lingyue only heard a whistling sound behind her, and a chill climbed up her spine, and a sense of crisis emerged spontaneously.

Looking back, a golden sword flashing with golden light whistled.

Ye Lingyue's eyes narrowed, and this Nangong Qinglin was actually going to kill her. If that was the case, why should she endure it again and again? Siamese ghost smoke in sleeves.

Just when Ye Lingyue was about to use the ghost smoke, a sound came from behind her ears.

Ye Lingyue looked back, and her eyelids jumped abruptly.

Just a few inches away, a triangular head protruded.

That triangular head,

It was shaped like a python, but upon closer inspection, it was a Jiaojiao Jiao, which was nearly five meters long.

It is covered with hard brown scales all over its body. Each of these scales is half-moon-shaped and grows densely together. It is difficult for even a sword to penetrate. On the top of Jiaojiao's head, protruding barbs like root tips.

At this moment, Ye Lingyue had already climbed between the thirteenth and fourteenth floors of the Alchemist Tower. The horned Jiaojiao had obviously climbed out from one of the two floors, and the half-meter-thick body of the Jiaojiao was about half a meter thick. The alchemist tower was firmly entrenched.

In its pupils, there was a human-like intelligence flashing, and the piercing green pupils stared at the golden sword that came out of the sky and the gecko-shaped Ye Lingyue.

"Where did the flies come from, they dare to make a noise on the old man's site." The horned Jiao spit out human words, causing Ye Lingyue's ears to buzz.

A Jiaojiao that can speak human words, isn't that a divine beast?

Ye Lingyue shuddered and remained motionless.

Obviously, this horned dragon was disturbed because of Ye Lingyue and Nangong Qinglin's fights.

The long tail of the Jiaojiao swept across, Ye Lingyue's body was rolled up, and then looked at the golden sword it swallowed, and quickly swam to a window on the fourteenth floor.

Seeing the horned flood dragon appearing like a whirlwind, it disappeared all of a sudden. Under the alchemist tower, Nangong Qinglin and a group of female alchemists were all frightened and pale.

"It's the fourteenth floor... It's over, I almost forgot, that's the territory of Master Longyu." Nangong Qinglin's Jin Xuanjian was swallowed, and his flesh hurt a lot.

It has been heard for a long time that there is a horned Jiaojiao under the master of Longyu, whose strength is comparable to the spiritual beast of the peak of the sixth or seventh order.

Master Longyu is one of the few highest-level alchemists in the Xiadu alchemist tower. He is a Jiuding alchemist, but this person has a eccentric temperament and is moody. When the president of the Alchemist Tower came forward, Master Longyu would not give face.

"Qinglin, I think it's better, the female alchemist from the countryside was captured by Master Longyu. Even if she doesn't die, it will not be much better. I heard that recently, Master Longyu is secretly refining alchemy. , who disturbed his alchemy, there is nothing good to eat." Several female alchemists comforted Nangong Qinglin.

"Hmph, next time, let me meet you again, that's when you die." Nangong Qinglin spat fiercely. She had stayed in the Fangshi Tower for so long, and she had never suffered such a loss.

For a despicable newcomer, Nangong Qinglin couldn't swallow the bad breath of losing both the Two-Winged Wolf and Jin Xuanjian.

Nangong Qinglin and a few female alchemists went to the alchemist tower together to complete their practice today.

Ye Lingyue was entangled by the horned dragon of unknown origin, and her whole body was like being bound by iron chains, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she struggled.

Seeing that he was swept into the fourteenth floor of the alchemist tower by the triangle flood dragon, Ye Lingyue only felt that his eyes were dark.

The light in the alchemist tower on the fourteenth floor was very dim, and it took a while for her eyes to gradually adapt to the light.

This floor is very dark, and there is only one hole in the entire floor, which is the place where Ye Lingyue was swept in by Jiao Jiao.

Inside, a dim oil lamp was lit, and in the oil lamp, the oil was almost dry.

There was dust all around, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for a long time, and Ye Lingyue couldn't even feel the breath of people.

After the Jiaojiao brought Ye Lingyue back to this floor, they huddled together lazily and huddled in the corner.

After Ye Lingyue's eyes got used to the surrounding light, she noticed that there was a tripod in the middle of the floor. Inside the tripod, there was a burst of elixir.

Just as Ye Lingyue was looking around, she heard a voice that sounded like coming out of a tomb.

"Little Jiao, let you eat everything that gets in your way. What are you bringing people back for?"

Is there someone in the room?

Ye Lingyue was surprised.

But before she could see the source of the voice clearly, Jiao Jiao, who had shrunk into a ball lazily earlier, suddenly opened her mouth wide and charged towards Ye Lingyue, threatening to swallow Ye Lingyue.

At the critical moment, the Siamese ghost smoke poured out from Ye Lingyue's sleeves, and the yellow smoke immediately blocked Jiaojiao's eyes.

Jiaojiao let out a roar, shaking his head and shaking his tail, trying to avoid the cloud of yellow smoke.

When I saw the cloud of yellow smoke, I didn't know where there was a soft whistle.

Taking advantage of Jiao Jiao's confusion, Ye Lingyue grabbed the dragon saliva needle and stabbed it at Jiao Jiao's numb hole.