Chapter 4887

"Is ye Lingyue similar to ye Lingyue in the picture?"

The king of Mobei glared at Ji Linlang, a portrait of the matter in his hand.

The portraits are exquisite. The women on them are beautiful. They look like lotus flowers in white robes. Even Ji Linlang, who is a woman, can't help looking at it more.

Ji Linlang shook his head in a hurry.

How could ye Lingyue, that ugly girl, have anything to do with the woman in the portrait.

"Wang, it's just the same name. If Wang is not at ease, his subordinates can go to Xi'an town and catch the woman back."

The serpent high priest flattered.

The king of Mobei carefully put away the portrait.

Judging from his appearance, it is clear that he attaches great importance to this painting. As a painting, he cherishes it so much. It can be seen that he must be very attentive to the woman in the portrait.

When Ji Linlang saw this, he could not help feeling a little envious.

That woman is really lucky to be favored by a strong man like Mobei king.

"You can't even get close to ye Lingyue if you have sword demons."

Chu Mu glances at the portrait. It has nothing to do with whether the woman in the portrait is beautiful or not. He is now in a dilemma. He only hopes that ye Lingyue can be safe and sound.

"Shut up, boy. You can't protect yourself. You want to meddle in your own business!"

Snake man high priest has no good breath.

"It seems that you can't persuade him. In this case, you can only make him a puppet."

The king of Mobei didn't want to write with Chu mu.

It's good to have one more talent, but it's also hard to find a top-grade puppet.

"Chu mu, do you really stop thinking about it? When you become a Ming puppet, you will have no doubt with the puppet. "

Ji Linlang also wants to persuade Chu Mu finally.

"I would rather die than live in disgrace. Ji Linlang, do you think that you can be a master if you join in the northern part of the sky? What you get today must be redoubled in the future. One day, you will regret it. "

"There is no remedy. Wang, this boy is really a stranger. "

Snake man high priest has no good breath.

"Ji Linlang, it's up to you to turn it into a Ming puppet."

The king ordered.

"Wang?"

Ji Linlang was surprised.

You want her to do it herself?

"You are already a level 5 inscriptions master. Only level 5 inscriptions master can refine Ming puppets. He needs ninety-nine inscriptions on his body. The high priest will teach you how to do it. When Mingju is successful, he will become your first one. This is a great gift from the king. "

The king of Mobei said, and turned and went out.

"Ji Linlang, what are you still hesitating about? Do it quickly. As long as you refine it properly, you may get the first Ming puppet before the appearance of new Tianhe. Then, you will have a chance to get a better seal."

In the ear, the voice of Ji Linlang and the high priest is nearby.

Chu Mu no longer spoke, closed his eyes, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Ling Yue, it seems that I can't wait for the day you come. If I really meet you on the battlefield, I hope you can kill me yourself

Kill me Kill me

Ye Lingyue and the president of the class walked into the room for a moment, at the foot of a meal.

"Ye Mingshi, are you sorry?"

The head of the class looks back and looks at ye Lingyue.

"It's OK, president. We can start the assessment immediately."

Ye Lingyue smiles and dispels her impatience.

It is also an accident for ye Lingyue that Ji Linlang broke through to be a fifth level master of inscriptions.

She didn't avoid Ji Linlang, but cared about the northern sky behind him.

If her earlier conjecture is right, the king of Mobei is Xi Jiuye, and things will be in trouble.

Xi Jiuye is the descendant of Xi nationality, which is the meteorite clan.

Xi people have mastered a large number of witchcraft inscriptions, so Xi Jiuye's rise in a hundred years is also due to the inscriptions recorded by the Witch King earlier.

With the immortal coffin, Xi Jiuye's strength can not be underestimated.

Not only that, she also has to face the attack of the Star River ancestors, which makes ye Lingyue feel a sense of separation and lack of skills.

"You need to master more than 15 inscriptions for the third level master of inscriptions. Master ye, you are ready."

The head of the class reminded.

Ye Lingyue nodded.

She took out her pen

An hour later, fifteen inscriptions appeared in front of the class president.

"The success rate is 100% and you can achieve it in one go. Congratulations on becoming a third level master."

The head of the class checked ye Lingyue's inscriptions one by one. After reading, she nodded.

Ye Lingyue became a third grade epigraph master, and the class leader was not surprised, as the old president had said earlier.

Ye Lingyue himself had the strength of a three-level epigraph master, but because the old president was not in Lingxi city at that time, he could not be assessed.But it's hard to say about the remaining level Four and five.

"Ye Mingshi, are you going to have a rest?"

The class leader looked at ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue shook her head, she has no extra time, rest.

Xiyun is still waiting for her outside.

Although the death of the old president is not directly due to ye Lingyue, ye Lingyue is also duty bound.

She must take part in this annual assessment.

Not only that, she has to avenge the old president.

No matter Zeng Mingshi or Xinghe's ancestor, she doesn't want to let go.

Another hour has passed.

Twenty five inscriptions appear again in front of the class president.

The class leader checked the inscription again.

"100% success rate."

The head of the class looks at ye Lingyue's eyes, full of praise.

There are 40 inscriptions, and ye Lingyue, without exception, has been completed perfectly.

Earlier, the head of the class had some doubts about ye Lingyue, but now, seeing that she has completed the inscription perfectly, the class leader can't help but look forward to the next 50 inscriptions of Ye Lingyue

Time passes by.

In the trade union, Xiyun and Dixin are still waiting.

Xi Yun's face is anxious.

It's completely dark outside.

There is not much time left.

With only one hour or so, Ling Yue can finish 50 inscriptions and become a fifth level master of inscriptions?

Xi Yun looks at the emperor Shen, and sees that he is keeping his eyes closed.

"Lord sword demon, do you think Lingyue could become a fifth level master of inscriptions?"

Xi Yun can't help asking.

"Nonsense."

Dixin just threw out two words.

Xi Yun looks embarrassed, nonsense?

What does your highness sword demon mean?

Is it possible or not?

Xiyun did not dare to ask any more questions. The sword demon emperor Xin just made a move, which scared Xiyun.

In addition to ye Lingyue, there are few people who dare to speak more with the sword demon emperor Xin.

Time passed, and finally, only a quarter of an hour was left.

Inside, ye Lingyue has completed 25 inscriptions.

"It's a quarter of an hour, too bad."

Seeing the twenty-five inscriptions completed by Ye Lingyue, the head of the class shook his head and regretted.

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