MTL - Super Dimensional Martial Immortal-Chapter 325 A tiger enters the dragon's mouth

  Chapter 325 A tiger enters the dragon's mouth

   The pink and tender meat ball stepped on the face and was soft. Zhao Yinshun ignored the shame and anger of the little senior sister, and looked down at the trembling snow-white big cat in front of him.

  In ancient times, there was a Siberian gold gradient, and now there is a Weishan County puppet, so beautiful, it should be very popular for breeding...

   A thought of being out of tune flashed through his mind, Zhao Yinshun smiled and pursed his lips.

   "For the sake of your meritorious deeds and lack of hostility, I will give you a chance to explain why you want to catch my pig?"

"me…"

  Mount Tai's overpowering power slightly relaxed, Yin Hanling's mind went blank, and he couldn't think of how to deal with it.

   "I...I just want to ask her something..."

   "What is it?"

   "..."

  Ask about the whereabouts of Mr. Wu An, so as to trouble you?

   Hastily strangled this reason for death in his mind, Yin Han felt blessed to his heart, and suddenly remembered the idea of ​​contact that has always been popular in Bang.

   "I am Yin Hanling, the daughter of Yin Weiping, the lord of Weishan Kingdom. I came here this time to meet Duke Zhu, so as to prevent the two countries from fighting each other."

  Weishan Country…

   Frowning slightly, Zhao Yinshun raised his eyes, looked at the boundless mountains, and tilted his head suspiciously.

   "Are you the only one coming to court?"

   Heart skipped a beat, Yin Hanling's tiger eyes shrunk, his brain frantically running to find a suitable reason.

   Keenly aware of her stuttering, Zhao Yinshun narrowed his eyes, leaned down slightly, and looked directly into her pupils without blinking.

  Purple-gold threads slowly spread deep in the gloomy and pitch-black pupils, turning the deep eyes into a pair of vast and cold purple-gold vertical pupils.

   Staring at the pair of evil and majestic purple-gold vertical pupils, Yin Hanling's thoughts went blank for a moment, and the words he thought of were completely stuck in his throat.

   "It seems that you are not telling the truth..."

  The corners of his mouth curled up coldly, Zhao Yinshun rubbed the tiger's head with a smile, and whispered meaningfully.

   "Then I'll wait for someone who tells the truth to fetch you..."

   Shaking his head and looking in the direction of Weishan County, the young man in white raised his finger and twitched it lightly, pulling out a long and narrow purple gold sword gang as thin as a cicada's wing.

  【Heart is better than things】!

  The indestructible sword gang was like soft silk in his hand, easily bent by him, wrapped into a collar and worn around Yin Hanling's neck.

  The stern sword intent penetrated to the bone marrow, and Yin Hanling's hair stood on end. She felt like there was a circle of gleaming guillotine around her neck, which might cut off her head at any time.

   "Let's go, come back to the camp with me, I'm going to put the matter of your Weishan country at the end, and I just want to ask you some questions."

  Patting the tiger's head, Zhao Yinshun went straight away, leaving the big snow-white cat standing still.

  He raised his paw, and touched the "collar" on his neck tremblingly. The originally illusory energy now revealed a real texture, and the tip of the claw even sank slightly when touched, like some kind of thin and soft metal.

  Turning imaginary into reality...

   No matter what, Yin Hanling couldn't tell the difference between the "collar" and the real substance. If he hadn't seen the white-clothed boy's creation in the void, Yin Hanling couldn't believe that it was formed by the condensation of a sword.

   This kind of miraculous authority should never appear on a fifth-order mortal, let alone a vulgar martial artist!

   Swallowed, and was thinking about how to take this ghost thing off, Yin Hanling suddenly felt the "collar" vibrate slightly, as if it had been activated, exuding a palpitating aura of destruction.

   "By the way, I forgot to tell you that if you get too far away from me, you will lose your head."

  Looking at the young man in white who stopped and looked back in the distance, Yin Hanling trembled all over, and hurriedly followed up.

  Following behind Zhao Yinshun step by step, Yin Hanling took heavy steps, the humiliation and unwillingness in her heart rolled violently, and the water in her pair of crystal tiger eyes was rippling, but she gritted her teeth tightly to prevent her weakness from being exposed.

   After a long time, Yin Hanling raised his head and stared at the slender and tall figure in front of him, suppressed the crystal in his eyes, and gritted his teeth hard.

so bad! Stare at you with my eyes!

  …………

   "The princess has been gone for a long time, where did she go?"

   By the time the attendants of Weishan Kingdom discovered something was wrong, several days had passed. At this time, the high-level officials were still arguing over the issue of war and peace, and did not notice Yin Hanling's disappearance at all.

"Mr. Wu'an attacked [Bone Bone Tomb], destroyed Mrs. Huayin, and beheaded 30,000 people. Then he entered Weishan County, killed [Baifeng Mountain] demon king with one sword, and slaughtered 70,000 demon clans under him. Now the soldiers have arrived at the gate of the country. You guys are still arguing..."

  The old man with snarky eyebrows and mouse eyes couldn't stand listening anymore, and he let out a sharp roar to interrupt the quarrel in the hall.

  However, before he could continue to lose his temper, a terrified attendant rushed in and whispered in the ear of the lord Yin Weiping.

  Listening to the attendant's words, Yin Weiping, who was originally calm and composed, suddenly shrank his pupils and jumped up.

"Roar!"

  An unreal roar of a tiger rushed straight into the sky, and the invisible wind swept across the sky and the earth, slowly blowing away the clouds with a radius of nearly a hundred miles, revealing a huge circular cavity.

  Activating the authority of [Tiger], the mysterious spiritual consciousness traveled across the entire Weishan Mountains in an instant, but he did not sense the familiar breath of blood.

   "Why is the king angry?"

   "Han Ling is gone, and there is no trace of her in the entire Weishan Kingdom!"

  The startled courtiers looked at each other, not realizing the seriousness of the problem.

  But soon a smart person reacted, and his whole body trembled.

   "She won't go to find Mr. Wu An, will she?"

  As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the hall, and everyone was caught off guard by the sudden news.

   "No, no, Her Royal Highness is so intelligent, how could she commit suicide... I'm not happy with myself, it should be because I was depressed and traveled outside the border..."

   "But... what if she really went to find Mr. Wu An?"

   "..."

   All of a sudden, all the main fighters and the main peace faction put on pain masks and began to scratch their heads frantically.

No way?

No way?

  She's not that stupid, is she?

   "During this period of time, we have been monitoring the movement of Jun Wu'an's soldiers, and found nothing unusual. Her Royal Highness should not have gone to him."

   "But what if Mr. Wu An killed Her Highness the Princess casually, and didn't take it seriously at all?"

   "..."

  Riding horse, do you think you are very humorous? Look at the expression of the king!

   Glancing at Yin Weiping, who had distorted facial features, everyone in the hall was overwhelmed by the terrifying tiger power he radiated.

   At this moment, another waiter rushed in, shouting anxiously.

   "Urgent report, a white tiger was found beside Mr. Wu An, it looks like His Royal Highness!"

  Hearing that, originally it was like a volcano about to erupt, the viscous viscous energy suddenly stagnated, and then slowly calmed down in Yin Weiping's body.

   Sitting back on the throne decadently, Yin Weiping covered his forehead in pain, his whole figure seemed to be ten years old.

   "The injustice..."

   And everyone under the steps also breathed a long sigh of relief. No matter the main combat faction or the main peace faction, the ultimate goal is to compromise with Mr. Wu An, and they never want to fall into an endless situation with him.

  It’s fine if you’re not slaughtered...It’s fine if you’re not slaughtered...As long as you’re still alive, it’s not a big problem...

  Thinking of Mr. Wu An's rampant and murderous personality, everyone is extremely thankful that His Highness the Princess is lucky!

  When they first heard the news, they were afraid that Mr. Wu An had an extra tiger skin rug...

   Afterwards, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

  His Royal Highness is a real tiger... She dared to stick out the dragon's beard by herself, what was going on in her mind?

   "How is Han Ling...?"

  After lamenting in pain, Yin Weiping, who loves his daughter dearly, couldn't help asking.

   "It seems that there is no spirit, but there is no scar on the outside."

   He breathed a sigh of relief again, before Yin Weiping could continue to ask, a minister jumped out to comfort him immediately.

   "Your Majesty, you don't need to worry too much. With the respect of Lord Wu An, you will not embarrass Your Highness the Princess."

   "That's right, and this matter also reveals the attitude of the other party. Mr. Wu An should have goodwill towards us, otherwise, with his character, he will not tolerate any provocation at all."

   "I would like to go to the camp of Lord Wu'an immediately to welcome Her Royal Highness back!"

  Looking at the peace faction who took the opportunity to make trouble, the ministers of the war faction hesitated to speak, but didn't know what to do.

  The princess fell into the hands of the enemy before the battle started, what a fart!

  Hearing the suggestions of the courtiers, Yin Weiping on the throne pondered for a long time, then shook his head solemnly.

   "I'll go myself!"

  Hearing this, everyone in the hall was terrified and objected with one voice.

   "No!"

   "The son of a thousand gold can't sit down, how can the king leave the border lightly?"

  As the 【Mountain Monarch】 who is deeply bound to the territory, once he leaves his own domain, his divine power must be at least halved!

  In case of the worst case scenario, they would fortify the walls and clear the country, and let Lord Wu'an enter the border, they still have the confidence to deal with it, but if the monarch goes abroad to meet the enemy, it will be like a sheep entering a tiger... er... a tiger entering a dragon's mouth!

   "I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore."

  Yin Weiping waved his hand, resolutely.

   "Everyone in Weishan Kingdom regards me as the king, how can I put the common people in catastrophe for my own selfishness?"

   "Even if there is a war, it will be a battle between me and Lord Wu An, not a national war in which people will die!"

   After finishing speaking, He turned into a platinum divine light, rushed out of the temple, and flew towards the west.

  The rest of the ministers looked at each other, sighed after a long time, and followed.

   Forget it, let’s die together…

  …………

  Outside the gorgeous tent, a slender and beautiful white tiger was lying sickly on the ground, and a petite white cat was lying on its head, licking its fur with great interest.

   Couldn't bear this kind of humiliation, Yin Hanling let out a deep growl, and raised his hand to drive the little white cat aside with a paw.

   "Woohoo?!"

  The little pig who was grunting and digging the roots was startled, and turned around with his tail clamped in horror.

  However, in the next second, a slender long hand grabbed the fur on the top of Yin Hanling's head and lifted her upper body up.

  The scalp was pulled up high, and most of Yin Hanling's eyeballs were only white, curled up with paws trembling, but still stubborn.

   "Scholars can be killed but not humiliated, I am the dignified princess of Weishan Kingdom..."

   "Shut up! My senior sister licks your hair personally to think highly of you, I advise you not to be ignorant!"

   Picking up the tiger's head and bringing it in front of him, Zhao Yinshun stared at Yin Hanling who was pulled to roll his eyes, and said with a vicious grin.

  My senior sister is the best among meows, look at this bunch of stupid hair on my head, how dare you resist?

  Seeing Yin Hanling's cowardly curled up hands and feet, Zhao Yinshun let her go and continued refining the sea god's flesh and blood.

  The "big white cat" who was frightened into autism curled up in a corner, feeling depressed.

  After a long time, a strange fragrance rushed into the tip of her nose, which instantly woke her up from her autism.

   Sniffing the wings of the nose, the rich aroma soaks into the heart and spleen like essence, and every cell in the body instantly releases the most primitive desire - hunger!

what is that?

   Turning his head, looking at the gigantic monster wrapped in purple flames floating in front of the young man, Yin Hanling only felt his tongue salivate, and subconsciously wanted to pounce on it and take a bite.

  But in an instant, he broke free from the supernatural attraction, and the elegant and gorgeous white tiger quickly backed away as if he had seen some monster.

  As a [tiger] who feeds on incense offerings, she hasn't been **** for a long time, but the beast in her body seemed to be aroused at that moment just now, giving her the urge to devour it desperately.

   "kuong~kuong~"

   "Meow meow~"

  However, the two Yaozu compatriots beside him shamelessly leaned forward and frantically wagged their tails at the white-clothed boy.

   "It will be ready soon, just wait a moment."

   After calming down the two monsters beside him, Zhao Yinshun concentrated his thoughts, and Ziyan immersed himself in the depths, slowly refining the dozens of tons of sea god's flesh and blood in front of him.

  During this time, both he and the army under his command have grown too fast, and the nutrition can hardly keep up...

   After a while, the rich and thick smell of meat continued to spread in the air, making Yin Hanling who was not far away crazily swallow his saliva.

   Could this be the legendary [Kitchen Way]?

   But isn't that guy a warrior?

   Before she could figure it out, the purple flames all over the sky dissipated in an instant, revealing a huge piece of meat exuding colorful divine light.

  呲~

The high-frequency mournful sword blare flashed away, and the extremely penetrating hum made Yin Hanling's eardrums hurt, and then the chunks of meat in mid-air slowly disintegrated, part of it shattered into the size of a palm, and the other part "melted" into mincemeat. pulp.

   "Dinner is ready."

  Taking out Zhu Xiangxiang's favorite small pots and senior sister's cat bowls, Zhao Yinshun directly piled up two mountains of meat for them.

   With a cheer, the two cuties plunged headlong into the mountain of meat and devoured it. Even Ao Baibai, who came from Wenxiang, got a bowl of mysterious delicacies.

  Seeing a few Yaozu compatriots feasting their mouths full of oil, Yin Hanling's throat rolled, and he swallowed saliva frantically. His stomach and intestines convulsed and writhed inexplicably, urging her to look for food.

"Want to eat?"

  Pinching the glowing fat piece of meat and sending it to the tip of Yin Hanling's nose, Zhao Yinshun smiled wickedly.

   "Huh! The cheap will not be eaten!"

  Laughing weakly, Yin Hanling turned his head away, but his eyeballs seemed to be hooked by barbecued meat, and his neck and eyes twisted and fought, indicating that each had its own thoughts.

   "Hehe, your saliva is dripping."

   "Suck it~ Awww~ Where is it? You lied to me!"

   "Hehe, your Weishan puppet is quite fun... eat it."

   Rubbing the big cat's head, Zhao Yinshun stopped teasing her, and took out a plate of barbecue and put it in front of her.

  Unable to understand the strange words of the young man, Yin Hanling suppressed the urge to sink his head, and raised his head reservedly.

"what is this?"

   "If the flesh and blood of a mythical dragon beast I hunted some time ago, and a mythical tiger demon, I can cook a pot of [Dragon and Tiger Fighting]."

  Rubbing the tiger's head, Zhao Yinshun replied with a smile.

  Yin Hanling: "..."

   Thanks to [One Carat Dream Ying] [Is the author celebrating Children's Day] [Time and Samuume or Forget-me-not] [World Destroying Blood Demon God] [Wu Bai Mars] and other book friends for their rewards.

   A lot of people around are sheep, and the old man is trembling...(╥﹏╥)

  (end of this chapter)