The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master: Chapter 848 ten thousand years ago

  Chapter 848 Ten thousand years ago

Huang Jiu's weird feelings for Yan Ye, Huang Jiu's beast-controlling skills, and those monsters that were much stronger than they are now... All kinds of questions are in Bei Tinghuang's mind, but she can only choose one Observe a battle.

  The war is over, and Beitinghuang comes out of the illusion. She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Yan Ye staring at her with undisguised hot eyes, she couldn't help but touched her nose, and asked, "What do you see me doing?"

  Yan Ye calmed down the emotions in her heart, moved her eyes slightly, pretended to be indifferent, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Bei Tinghuang tilted his head and thought for a while, frowned slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked puzzled, "Ye, tell me, is it because the magic energy in this continent has long since disappeared, so the strength of monsters It is getting lower and lower, and the blood is getting thinner and thinner, in my opinion, it is less than one-tenth of what it was ten thousand years ago."

  The so-called monsters, as the name suggests, shouldn’t the energy most suitable for monsters to absorb and cultivate be magic energy?

  Originally, Yan Ye asked Bei Ting Huang "how do you feel?" Bei Ting Huang answered the question, talking about the degradation of the strength of the monster, Yan Ye felt a little bit lost. Of course he knew that what Bei Tinghuang valued most was strength, not affection. But he still has extravagant hopes, hoping that Bei Tinghuang can fall in love with him again based on the love he had had thousands of years ago.

  He was thinking in his heart, as expected, she is still the woman I love, and what she is thinking about is strength. She should pay attention to the monsters in ancient times. The current monsters are almost like cats and dogs in ancient times.

Hearing the three words "ten thousand years ago", Yan Ye's original deep and dark purple pupils seemed to be lit with two clusters of flames, which instantly reflected his face extremely brightly. In the dim sky, the corners of his eyes The heavy purple halo can be seen very clearly.

   "Hehehe! Hahaha!" Yan Ye laughed suddenly, the laughter was like a string of bells strung together, and the light voice, like the Sanskrit sound from the Nine Heavens, resounded in the space of the Demon Soul Tomb. A wave of air rushed out, rolled up the ashes on the ground, formed a huge vortex, and surrounded the two of them.

   At this moment, there was a sudden void under her feet, and Bei Tinghuang was startled, thinking that the space was really collapsed by Yan Ye's laughter. She jumped forward suddenly, and Yan Ye had already wrapped her arms around her. The laughter still vibrated from his chest, but it was restrained a lot. He hugged the slightly panicked Bei Tinghuang tightly in his arms, and said with his lips, almost close to Bei Tinghuang's ear, "Huang'er, did you still choose the great battle ten thousand years ago? What you care about in your heart is still the great war ten thousand years ago, right?"

   "So what?" Bei Tinghuang said angrily, "Even if I don't want to watch it, I will be a little curious if you whisper it in my ear every day!"

"Hehehe!" Laughter burst out of Yanye's chest without stopping, Bei Tinghuang wrapped one hand around his waist, and slapped Yanye's chest with the other. She tried her best, but in the end, When the filming went down, most of the force was still relieved, and the tone was rather unkind, "Still laughing, we are going to fall to the ground!"

"No, this is the teleportation array of the Demon Soul Tomb to send us to the Swamp Holy Land!" Yan Ye told Bei Tinghuang without any concealment, "The Swamp Holy Land is the inheritance place left after the Spirit Demon War, It is the last blessing left by the three creator gods to Lubisi's world. However, only descendants who have the blood of the creator gods in their bodies are eligible to enter and receive the inheritance."

  (end of this chapter)