An idea flashed through Yun Yaoling's mind.
After staying in the city of Moli for a period of time, Yun Yaoling has not seen this body's father, the King of Moli, and has only seen Mrs.
Yaoli and two little maids for so many days.
But Mrs.
Yaoli doesn't come often recently.
She heard that she was going to the strange tower mentioned by Tiantian Si to be punished on her behalf.
She was still worried at first, but Qing Huan told her that her mother was very powerful, except for the national master. , in the entire city of Moli, her mother is the most powerful, and the Yi Tower is easy for her mother.
Yun Yaoling felt relieved.
During the few days she stayed here, she tried to use the five elements of spiritual magic, the power of demons and aura, but there was still a difference.
When she used the Earth Technique, the Mist Drawing Technique and even the Cloud and Smoke Technique, they were all different.
Black and powerful.
Looks like an evil move Yun Yaoling was really depressed for a long time, and was even called the Red Curse Kung Fu.
This princess's blood is all black.
The spells drawn are more like ghost-drawing talismans.
Just behind Yun Yaoling's depressed state, a cold female voice suddenly came from outside.
The female voice didn't seem to attack her like the two girls Qing Huan and Qing Xi did, and she just opened the door and came in.
"Princess Ruozao, as soon as the king asks you to see me, please follow me to the Moli Hall immediately."
The person who came was a young woman wearing black clothes, with a stern face.
Although it was a notice, her words had a tone that could not be refused.
Who is Wakazao?
Yun Yaoling looked confused, but soon she figured out that it should be the name of this body.
"What are you still thinking about, Princess Ruozao?
It's not something you can afford, princess, to delay the king's important events."
The woman in black saw Yun Yangling's silence, and a hint of coldness flashed in her black eyes.
He was thrown into the abyss of darkness, but he still came out alive.
It seemed that he had to tell Princess Tamamo about this.
After going through so many things, Yun Yaoling was certainly not a fool.
The slave-like person in front of him seemed to be full of hostility and murderous intent towards him.
Qing Huan told her at the beginning that someone deliberately led the princess to the Abyss of Darkness.
Now she has to protect this body and not die again.
Thinking like this, Yun Yaoling's eyes turned cold.
She stood up from her seat and looked directly at the woman in black who didn't take her seriously.
"Who do you think you are and dare to speak in such a tone to this princess?"
The woman in black obviously didn't expect that this princess, who had always had low self-esteem and was not favored, would dare to question her.
She was not afraid of Yun Yaoling's momentum at all.
"This slave is the number one demon servant around the king.
Could it be that the princess thought that because she had the queen's attention, she could speak to this slave in such a tone?"
However, as soon as she said these words, she suddenly felt a pain in her cheek.
Suddenly, Yun Yaoling stepped forward and gave her a slap in the face without any politeness.
"How dare you hit me?"
Obviously the woman in black did not expect that Yun Yaoling would dare to hit her.
Covering his cheeks, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Don't be afraid, I'm just beating a slave.
It doesn't matter if you are the king's demon servant.
A slave is a slave, not a princess.
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This is the difference."
Yun Yaoling looked coldly.
Now she would not be as tolerant as before.
Anyone who dared to mess with her would have to pay the corresponding price.
She will not let go of anyone who wants to kill her.
The woman in black listened to Yun Yaoling's words, her eyes filled with murderous intent, but in the end she was concerned about Yun Yaoling's status as a princess and did not dare to take action openly, so she could only endure this tone.
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