Chapter 1356: Immortal King Is Nothing (3rd Update)

The huge griffin sank into the clouds and began to fly towards the direction of the Fairy King's Palace.

In the exquisitely decorated house, Yang Lingqian sat on a chair anxiously.

Next to her, the Fairy King's messenger was sitting relaxed, looking at her with interest.

"You have a good appearance and good qualifications. If you really become the Fairy King's concubine, you may be able to climb up step by step and become the Fairy Imperial Concubine. Then you will really reach the sky in one step and have everything you want." The Fairy King's messenger nodded with great satisfaction.

Yang Lingqian pursed her thin lips, nodded gently, and smiled: "Thank you for the praise of the Fairy King's messenger. I will definitely work hard."

"Well, very good." The man took out a wine glass filled with crystal white liquid from the ring and handed it to Yang Lingqian, saying, "This is Fengling Shenmu wine, which has the miraculous effect of nourishing the skin and improving life activity. You can try it."

Yang Lingqian hesitated for a moment, but still took the man's wine glass.

She didn't dare to do anything disrespectful to the Immortal King's messenger, and took a sip of the liquid in the wine glass obediently. The wine tasted fresh and natural when it entered her throat, and it blended into her body as soon as it entered her mouth, and it was also overflowing with a faint aroma of wine.

"How does it taste?" the man asked.

"It tastes good." Yang Lingqian nodded lightly.

But suddenly, she found that her body began to become weak and powerless, and her meridians seemed to be blocked by some kind of force, and her whole body became hot.

"You... what did you give me to drink?!" Yang Lingqian's beautiful eyes widened, staring at the man sitting next to her, and a very bad premonition rose from her heart.

"Haha, I gave you a medicine that can make you become charming." The man stood up, changed his previous calm appearance, and his eyes wandered greedily on Yang Lingqian's body.

Yang Lingqian understood. She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief and said angrily: "You...how dare you?!"

The man spread his hands and said: "Why shouldn't I dare? You are not the concubine of the Immortal King yet, but the daughter of a city lord."

"I will kill you here and then kill you. Then I will say that an accident happened when I took you to the Immortal King Palace, and you died tragically at the hands of a strange beast. What else can Yang Zheng do to me, the messenger of the Immortal King?"

When Yang Lingqian heard this, her body trembled slightly, and her face showed humiliation and despair.

"It's your fault that you are so tempting..." The man's fiery eyes wandered over Yang Lingqian's delicate body, and the beautiful face with soft curves and eyes that were about to ooze water all made him excited.

"Of course, if you can completely submit to me and become my wife or concubine, I can also consider not killing you..." The man slowly walked towards Yang Lingqian and licked the corner of his mouth, "Such a stunning beauty, I can't bear to kill her after having fun once..."

"You... don't come over!" Yang Lingqian breathed rapidly, and her whole body was limp because of the effect of the drug. She didn't even have the opportunity to perform magic. Tears unconsciously flowed from her eyes.

Suddenly, she pulled out a dagger from her waist and stabbed her heart fiercely.

Seeing this, the man immediately waved his hand in the air. With a "bang", the dagger fell to the ground after being hit hard, and Yang Lingqian also fell to the ground due to the force.

"Oh, you look so charming and seductive, but I didn't expect you to be so chaste..." The man said, his eyes became more fiery, and he reached out to the woman on the ground with his hand.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew.

Everything was quiet.

The man suddenly found that his whole body was imprisoned by a strange force.

"Who is it?!" The man's face changed drastically, "Get out of here!"

A handsome man in white suddenly appeared beside the Immortal King's messenger. He looked helpless and shook his head, saying, "Really? I just wanted to take a ride to the Immortal King's Palace. Why do you want me to see this?"

Yang Lingqian saw the appearance of the man in white, her pupils shrank, and she said in a shocked and joyful tone, "You... you are... An Lin Shangxian!"

"Shangxian?" The Immortal King's messenger's face also changed when he heard this.

Shangxian was the overlord of a country in ancient times, and even now, it is an extremely noble existence.

Ordinary people may bow down to the immortals when they see them, but the people in the Immortal King's Palace are an exception...

The Immortal King's messenger showed a fierce look on his face: "Shangxian, so what? Open your eyes and see clearly. I am the Immortal King's messenger! I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Kneel down quickly! Then get out!"

"Bang bang!"

"Ah...!"

Two explosions were accompanied by the man's shrill screams.

The man's kneecap was shattered, and he knelt down in front of An Lin.

An Lin sneered: "I never thought that a small Yuling cultivator could be so arrogant in front of Fanxu Immortal?"

The man knelt on the ground and howled, looking at An Lin with resentment: "Seeing the Immortal King's messenger is like seeing the Immortal King. You dare to hurt the Immortal King's messenger, the Immortal King will definitely not let you go!!"

"Heh... Immortal King's messenger, in my eyes, the Immortal King is nothing! If he doesn't come to me, I will go to him. You dare to show off in front of me with a tiger flag?"

With a "slap" sound.

An Lin slapped the Immortal King's messenger again, making him spit blood.

The man covered his swollen face and gritted his teeth and said: "Every Immortal King's messenger is related to the Immortal King's face. He has left a positioning seed in our bodies. If you do this again, you will definitely be cut into pieces by the Immortal King after being discovered... I advise you to kowtow to me to apologize, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his heart, and then a force tore something in his heart apart. The next moment, a dark fire seed was held in An Lin's hand.

"Oh? This is the seed left by the Immortal King Feng Wuya? Interesting." An Lin looked at the jumping flame in his palm and looked at it with interest.

The man was as if he had seen a ghost: "How is it possible? This is the power of the Immortal King. You are just an immortal. How can you find and take out the fire seed in my body?!"

He had never seen such a situation before, and his face turned pale with fear. Fear finally surged into his heart.

"How can it be impossible? I just took it casually." An Lin said happily, "By the way, you are useless and can die."

The man looked horrified and desperate, and shouted: "No... You can't..."

Before he finished speaking, a divine fire enveloped his body.

A scream echoed in the room, and the man's body was instantly burned by the divine fire.

"Tsk, just a bunch of scum, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense." An Lin shook his head and extinguished the black fire seed in his hand.

After he finished all this, he was about to turn around and help Yang Lingqian up.

As soon as he turned around, a red shadow rushed over and pushed him to the ground, and the warm and soft body pressed him tightly.

An Lin widened his eyes, but saw that Yang Lingqian's breathing was a little rapid, her eyes were blurred, and her already charming face was now a little more drunken and red, which was extremely attractive.

"You..."

Before An Lin could speak, Yang Lingqian lowered her head, and her red lips slightly opened and pressed tightly against An Lin's lips.