Chapter 942 Anyway, I rely on intuition

  Ye Shiqing's eyes kept falling on the emperor's blood fruit, not to mention how excited he was, but there was still nothing unusual on the surface.

  At this time, the rest of the Fengyun Second Team also began to discuss.

   "Teacher Yi, is the imperial blood fruit in front also disguised by monsters?" Nangong Xinyi asked.

   Hearing, Yi Tao looked at the emperor blood fruit in front of him and frowned slightly, and then said after a while, "The old man has no glaring eyes."

The implication of    is that he is not sure if it is a monster disguise.

  Nangong Xinyi sighed softly in her heart. Mentor Yi couldn't even see it, and she couldn't see it even more.

   "Xinyi, forget it! If it's a monster disguised, it's like the person in front of you." Feng Haiye said.

   Now I think of Wu You being eaten by a hand, still feeling lingering.

  Life is so long, maybe there is still a chance to meet Tiancai Dibao, but if you lose a hand, if you don’t have the Shengjidan, you will lose a hand forever.

  Nangong Xinyi pursed her lips and nodded lightly, but her eyes still fell on the Emperor's Blood Fruit.

   Soon, the group approached Huang Xueguo.

  Ye Shiqing and Ye Jiacheng looked at each other, and the two quickly walked to the front of Huang Xueguo.

   Seeing this, Duanmu Shuya and the others were shocked.

   "Poetry!"

   "Jia Cheng!"

  "Shiqing, Jiacheng, what are you going to do?" Yi Tao shouted directly.

  As his voice fell, Ye Shiqing had reached out to pick the emperor's blood.

  Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Ye Shiqing easily picked an emperor's blood fruit.

   "Jia Cheng, this is true!" Ye Shiqing looked at the emperor's blood fruit in his hand with a look of excitement.

  Ye Jiacheng was also very happy and excited, "Really, it turned out to be true! Poetry, you are so lucky!"

  Hearing this, Ye Shiqing wanted to laugh out loud in her heart. This is obviously Ran'er's luck, where is hers.

  However, the acting is still acting.

   "Hahaha... I feel I'm lucky too."

  Everyone looked at the imperial blood fruit in Ye Shiqing's hand, and looked at the imperial blood fruit tree, they were stunned!

  Emperor Blood Fruit turned out to be true!

  Ye Shiqing got an emperor's blood!

  Yi Tao was the first to recover, glanced at the stunned disciples, and said directly, "This is poetic luck!"

  The implication is that the emperor's blood fruit belongs to Ye Shiqing, anyway, there is only one emperor's blood fruit, and it is impossible to have eight people.

   Listening to the words, Duanmu Shuya's eyes looked at Ye Shiqing, full of envy.

  This is the Emperor's Blood Fruit, and the Emperor's Blood Fruit can increase his cultivation level!

  At the same time, after envy, some people also feel jealousy.

  Why is Ye Shiqing so lucky?

  On the trip to Wuming Island, she broke through from the early stage of Yuanying to the late stage of emergence, and she improved by six levels.

  Now I get another royal blood fruit, why is it so lucky?

   "Poetry, how do you know that the emperor's blood fruit is real?" Tang Huaixin asked with burning eyes.

  If Ye Shiqing can see the true or false of the natural treasures, are they still worried about not having the natural treasures?

  According to his understanding of Ye Shiqing, Ye Shiqing is not a person who eats alone.

   "Intuition!" Ye Shiqing said with a serious expression, "I look at it, and I don't know why I think it is true."

   "Puff!"

  Hearing this, someone immediately laughed.

   "Ye Shiqing, you lied to ghosts! Still intuitive, who believes it!" Nangong Xinyi said directly.

  As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings fell into silence, and the atmosphere became weird.

  Nangong Xinyi also realized what she had said, a panic appeared in her heart, and she moved her lips to explain.

  At this time, Ye Shiqing's voice became a little cold and rang.

   "Whether you believe it or not, I just follow my instinct anyway."

  Ye Jiacheng glanced at Nangong Xinyi, then reached out and touched Ye Shiqing’s head, "Shiqing, others don’t believe you, brother believes you."

  Ye Shiqing nodded, with a far-fetched smile on her face, "I will pack the emperor's blood."

  The two brothers and sisters directly ignored the sight of everyone, and installed the Emperor's Blood Fruit together.

  Yi Tao glanced at the disciples and sighed softly, "Your performance is so disappointing!"

After hearing this, Nangong Xinyi felt even more panicked, "Teacher Yi, I..."

   "Okay!" Yi Tao interrupted her directly, "I guessed what you are thinking, but what kind of person is poetry, don't you know in your heart?

  Furthermore, haven’t you ever happened intuitively before? "

Yi Tao didn't say much, but it was enough to make Nangong Xinyi and the others ashamed.

  Yes, it's not the first time that their team has encountered monsters in disguise. If Ye Shiqing really had the ability to see through the truth, she would have shown this ability a long time ago.

  Furthermore, they are not unintuitive.

  In the final analysis, it was their red-eye attack, and they were jealous that Ye Shiqing got a royal fruit.

  At this time, Ye Shiqing also thought of the content of their competition. One of the content of the competition was a fruit of imperial blood, and the willow brows were slightly frowning. For a while, I didn’t know what to do?

  Shiran specially told her that one of the things is naturally that she hopes that she will get the baby. If she handed it over, then... it will definitely chill Shiran's heart!

  Thinking of this, Ye Shiqing does not plan to hand over the emperor's blood. As for the future, let's talk about it in the future!

  Ye Jiacheng also thought of this question, and silently glanced at his teammates, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

  So, he also decided to talk about things later, if possible, he would never hand it over.

  Yi Tao glanced at them again, then said with his hands on his back, "Let's go!"

  A group of people walked forward with different thoughts, completely ignoring the group behind.

   Seeing this, the corners of Ye Feiran's lips curled up, walking at the back and transplanting the royal blood fruit tree into the space.

  Yan Zheng and Hua Jasmine both knew Ye Feiran's "small movements" and were curious in their hearts, but they had experienced the strong winds and waves, and they believed that nothing had happened.

  Everyone has different opportunities. Ye Feiran has her own ideas when she pulls out the treasures of the world.

  Wait until Ye Feiran caught up with the big group, Han Xize asked with winking eyebrows, "Little Ye Zi, do you think the Fengyun Second Team will fight?"

   Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "You really want them to fight."

  Han Xize nodded subconsciously, then recovered, reached out and touched his nose, with an embarrassed expression, "Are they competitors!"

   "Haha..." Jiang Ying laughed coldly, and said with her arms around her chest, "So, you don't have confidence in us?"

  Han Xize immediately said to Shang Jiang Yinghan’s smiley eyes, "Nonsense, of course I have confidence in you, I just hope that there is one less competitor."

"Ha ha……"

  At this moment, Ye Feiran and the others couldn't help but sneer.

  Han Xize: "……"

   Did he say something wrong again?

   Yan Zheng and Hua Jasmine in the back couldn’t help but laugh when they saw this scene. The pistachio in Han Xize’s absolute team always makes people feel happy unknowingly!

  Just as everyone was talking and laughing, they encountered another celestial treasure, and this time everyone's breathing became involuntarily rapid.

   "Gosh, isn't this the legendary holy soul grass? Yan...Elder, am I right?"

  Han Xize was so excited that he almost missed his mouth.

  Strictly glanced at him, nodded and said, "This is indeed Holy Soul Grass, but I don't know if it is true or not?"

   Yan Zheng’s last sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on everyone, making them sober all at once.

  For a while, the eyes of the Fengyun Second Team fell on Ye Shiqing, hoping that Ye Shiqing could play the role of intuition again.

  And Yun Chen and the others looked at Ye Feiran at the same time.

   Ye Feiran looked at the holy soul grass in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked through his divine sense, "Little Nightmare?"

  (End of this chapter)