Chapter 975： Spirit Beast Mo Qilin (3)

Just listen to Fairy Moxiang frowning: "The princess of the wild tribe wants to watch the fighting beast show, you guys follow me."

"what……"

The faces of everyone in the squad were shocked, and one of them was so frightened that his legs became weak.

The team leader smiled bitterly and said: "This...Elder Moxiang, our team only has the Houtian realm, and you will die if you go to Dou Beast."

Fairy Moxiang snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, it's up to you to die or not. If you really have the ability, you might have some good luck."

The woman couldn't help but rolled up the group of people with blue light, and soon led them to a large tent in the temporary camp on the mountainside.

Immediately, two maids from the wild tribe greeted them and said they were maids, but they were also masters of the innate realm.

One of them said politely, "Fairy Moxiang, I will trouble you this time."

Fairy Moxiang snorted softly, "This is the third time, and our twelve people have died three times."

"I hope this is the last time."

The maid nodded calmly and said, "The princess likes to be special. His Royal Highness has already told her about this, and it should be the last time."

"Humph!"

Fairy Moxiang gave a cold snort, glanced at the group of people one last time, and left here without looking back the next moment.

As soon as the girl left, the expressions of the two maids became cold. The maid who had spoken before commanded: "If you don't want to die now, follow us."

There is still a silver lining to fight with monsters. If the two maids are unhappy, they will be killed on the spot.

The captain smiled bitterly, glanced at his companion and said: "Let's go, you can only live and die."

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Following these two maids all the way into the dense forest, Yang Ling took the time to ask a basilisk next to him in a soft voice, "Brother Mi, what is the origin of that princess? Even our elder Moxiang seems to be a little jealous."

This kind of thing can't be talked about, but the basilisk knows that this is going to be bad, and he explained in a low voice: "Kelp, although we have known each other for only a few hours, I will tell you if you are an honest person. Right."

"That princess is the wife of a certain prince of the barbaric tribe. I don't know why she woke up first. Even the twelfth prince of the barbarous clan is her junior."

"Oh?"

Yang Ling curiously asked: "So, is she better than His Royal Highness?"

Hearing the words, the fish head monster whispered: "That's not it, I have heard Elder Moxiang say that the princess is only a mid-innate cultivation base, but she has a high status and looks very beautiful."

"It's a pity that she is a femme fatale, and likes watching us fight against wild beasts."

"That's it."

Yang Ling nodded and said, "Fairy Moxiang said before that immortality can be good fortune. Brother, do you know what's going on?"

The Basilisk smiled bitterly and said: "What good fortune, it means that the barbarians can take it to the blood spear altar to stay for an hour and receive the nourishment of blood."

"These blood qi was originally escaped from the blood spear. It sounds good to let us absorb, but it is actually a gimmick. The princess hopes to make us more desperate."

"Able to get close to the blood spear?"

"All he wants is to find a chance to get close to the blood spear!"

Yang Ling was secretly happy, but on the surface he smiled sadly: "Yes, our cultivation is low and we don't know how to absorb blood energy, how much can we absorb?"

Upon hearing this, the fish-head monster sighed, his face as gray as death.

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