Ye Lanling's eyes rolled and chuckled: "Then, what good do I have?" ”

"What more benefits do you want?" Ye Qinghuan sneered several times, staring at him sharply: "I have been ruined by you, and Uncle Nine doesn't remember me, what benefits do you want from me?" ”

What Ye Qinghuan is referring to is naturally her father, Emperor Fu Yunhua, and Princess Zhan - the family is indeed broken, and the War Princess is indeed dead, and it is indeed 'the family is broken'.

A touch of coldness rose to the bottom of Ye Lanling's eyes, staring at Ye Qinghuan's equally cold face for a long time, snorted coldly, and turned his head to ignore her.

He didn't ask Ye Qinghuan for any more benefits, and when he stepped forward, he repeatedly shot out several holy flames at Murong Yafeng.

The blue flames all wrapped around Murong Yafeng's body, burning under Ye Lanling's thoughts.

I saw that the frost around Murong Yafeng's body gradually melted, and the ice mist on his eyebrows slowly disappeared, and his pale face, which was originally like a dead man, regained a trace of ruddyness.

"Stop!" Ye Lanling was really very measured, and he shouted to stop halfway, and then commanded the holy flame to burn around Murong Yafeng.

In this way, it will not hurt Murong Yafeng, nor will it allow the Ice Spirit to continue to run rampant.

Ye Qinghuan saw that Murong Yafeng's face was gradually improving, and he suddenly quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

OK.

Although the Ice Spirit was a little more powerful than the Holy Fire controlled by Yelanling, it was because Yelanling was not the true owner of the Holy Fire.

And at this moment, the spirit of ice is taking away, and its strength is naturally weakened, and it is impossible to deal with Yelanling through Murong Yafeng's hand, so Yelanling has seized the opportunity.

No matter how powerful the Ice Spirit was, at this moment, he could only watch the Holy Flame envelop it, raising the temperature around Murong Yafeng's body.

The likelihood of it taking it away has become smaller.

"Damn!"

Finally, when Yelan Ling continued to add the holy flame around Murong Yafeng, causing the temperature around Murong Yafeng to be at a scorching state for a long time, and the ice spirit could not bear it and could only withdraw from Murong Yafeng's body first, such a delicate curse sounded in the room.

Hey?

Ye Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the white mist, and sighed, "It turns out that the Spirit of Ice is a little girl?" ”

Well, Fang Cai's 'hateful' voice is indeed very delicate!

If it really becomes an elf, it must be a little girl elf.

"Humph! Damn humans! I'm not going to give up! If you have the ability, you will guard him every day! Otherwise, I'll take my body back sooner or later! The Ice Spirit jumped above Murong Yafeng's head, as the temperature was not so hot that it was unbearable.

Ye Qinghuan was just about to strike a few words against this little girl of the Ice Spirit, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind: Uh...... It's better to have more enemies than many friends!

So, when she got to her mouth, she changed her words: "I said, little girl, why do you have to take it away? Isn't it good to coexist with my brother Yafeng? ”

As soon as she spoke, the room fell silent.

The Spirit of Ice looked at her, and Murong Jiu and Yelanling also looked at her.

"Ignorant human, what do you say?" After a moment, the voice of the Ice Spirit's depraved anger rang out, "How can I coexist with a stinky man and share a body? ”

Moreover, coexistence requires a contract, so that it does not recognize the Lord!

Hmph, it took a thousand years to become a spirit, it doesn't want to recognize the Lord, and it is bound by lowly human beings!