Chapter 92 Master of Fantasy Mountain

Author: Luo Wuxiao

Chapter 92 Master of Fantasy Mountain

The current appearance of Shen Tangluo suddenly reminded him of Shen Qianyan, the witch who was so ruthless that she almost destroyed the entire Xuanling Palace many years ago.

In terms of being lawless and vicious, Shen Tangluo is even more conciliatory than Shen Qianyan back then.

Shen Qianyan's cruelty was unjust, and it wasn't even for her relatives.

This stinky girl's arrogance is simply beyond description.

When she came back this time, she was so narrow-minded that she couldn't even tolerate her own sister.

Not only did he brutally treat the two sisters in front of all the disciples, he even dared to use insidious means behind his back and pushed Yi'er off the Tianqiao Bridge.

If Fei'er hadn't escaped the disaster, no one would have known what she did last night!

Five years ago, he told Nangong Qun that this scourge must not be tolerated.

But Nangong Qun insisted on going his own way and took her back to Xuanling Palace in person without telling her, and even handed her the palace master's order.

He had already guessed that sooner or later, Shen Tangluo's presence would disturb the peace of the entire Xuanling Palace.

However, he never expected that this day would come so quickly.

The palace master is confused on this matter.

The fire in Zhuo Feng's eyes grew stronger and stronger, "Shen Tangluo, you are not worthy of being the young master of Xuanling Palace, I don't recognize you!"

Shen Tangluo's expression was a little careless, and the fingers of his right hand gently touched the small dark red lamp on his left wrist.

Facing Zhuo Feng's harsh reprimands, from the beginning she just regarded him as nothing, not even bothering to give him a look.

It was only then that Shen Tangluo raised his smiling eyes and said with a sarcastic smile: "Zhuo Feng, no matter whether I am worthy or not, I am the young master of Xuanling Palace."

"Whoever I want to touch, young master, I will have to bear with it. If you don't accept it or deny it, you will have to bear it. You are not qualified to tell me what to do!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Feng suddenly stared angrily and was so angry that he could hardly breathe evenly.

All the anger in his body was ignited in an instant, reaching the edge of explosion.

A pair of sharp and experienced eyes showed strong murderous intent, and he suddenly raised his hands to condense a stream of blue thunder and lightning that kept flashing.

As an eighth-level thunder summoner, Zhuo Feng's strength cannot be underestimated.

As this power gathered on him, everyone felt the pressure of a strong man.

The terrifying aura that seemed to be able to shatter everything swept across the entire Liuli Palace in an instant.

"Smelly girl, you have harmed your loved ones, which is not allowed by heaven. Even now, you are still stubborn and unrepentant. Today, I will take action on behalf of the palace to get rid of this scourge of you! I will definitely destroy you with my own hands!"

It was the first time that the fifth elder was so angry that everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and didn't dare to make a sound.

However, in this palace, there was a person whose eyes were filled with excitement that he could not hide.

Nangong Fei's fingers hidden under her sleeves began to tremble with excitement.

What she wants is for Shen Tangluo to anger the Fifth Elder.

She wanted to use Zhuo Feng's anger towards Shen Tangluo to completely destroy her.

She has lost everything in order to seek revenge against this bitch, and there must be no more accidents.

As expected, Shen Tangluo did not disappoint her and actually dared to confront a strong man with an eighth level of spiritual power.

This naturally unpleasant and self-destructive temperament suits her perfectly.

The sweeping current exudes a fierce and compelling momentum, which seems to be able to tear apart the void and destroy everything.

A cold light flashed across Shen Tangluo's eyes, and he placed the cup in his hand on the table with a "pop" sound.

…

Yunfu Kingdom, Imperial Capital City.

At this moment, the sky was getting slightly hazy, and a loud noise suddenly came from a courtyard in Prince Yan's mansion.

The furious voice of King Yan Jun Yanchu followed closely, "Trash! Get out of here!"

The imperial doctor, who had already knelt down to apologize, lowered his body even further.

The person lying on the hospital bed at this time was the highly poisoned woman, Situ Lian'er, whom Jun Yanchu brought back from the Ghost Forest four years ago.

From the time she arrived at Prince Yan's Mansion, she had to use needles every month to temporarily relieve the toxicity in her body.

If Jun Yanchu hadn't poured too many rare medicinal spirits on her, Situ Lian'er wouldn't have been able to last so long.

But as the poisoning time becomes longer and longer, it will be difficult for no matter how good the medicine is to work again.

In this world, I am afraid that only the elixir refined from the medicinal essence of the Ten Thousand Years Cangfu Phantom Flower can be completely eradicated.

However, it is not so easy to possess the medicinal spirit essence of the Ten Thousand Years Cangfu Phantom Flower.

This medicinal spirit is cruel and bloodthirsty. Since ancient times, countless ancient mystical practitioners have died in the process of hunting.

Therefore, even if you find it, it is difficult to obtain it.

The most important thing is that to make elixirs with medicinal spirits, you must be a powerful alchemist.

For ordinary doctors in the palace, it is simply more difficult than reaching the sky.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more depressing. Cold sweat broke out on the imperial doctor's face, and he was filled with shame. "Your Highness, I am really ashamed."

Jun Yanchu's face turned as dark as ink, "Get out!"

Upon seeing this, all the maids guarding inside and outside the room shivered with fright and knelt down.

Tears suddenly welled up in Situ Lian'er's eyes on the hospital bed, "Your Highness, it's Lian'er's fault. Don't blame them for not living up to expectations."

Seeing that Situ Lian'er was so weak himself and still thinking about others, Jun Yanchu suddenly felt heartbroken.

He walked over with scarlet eyes, held Situ Lian'er's hand, and said softly: "Lian'er, I won't let anything happen to you. I have already sent people to Qishao Mountain to seek help from the Master of Huan Mountain. Come and detoxify you."

"If it still doesn't work, I will go and invite you personally. I will definitely ask you to do well."

Hearing Jun Yanchu's words, Situ Lian'er's eyes lit up with disappointment, and his whole person suddenly seemed a little more energetic.

The Master of Huanshan in Qishao Mountain is the mysterious and powerful Master of Huanshan who is known as the best ghost doctor in the world.

Rumor has it that any kind of poison in the world cannot be cured as long as it passes through his hands.
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