My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 1459

"Little butterfly, don't be so cruel to me. We've been close." Ye Xiong smiled: "by the way, you can tell Binghou about my coming to see Prince ice and see how she punishes you."

Ye Xiong finished and was ready to leave.

"Stop."

"What's the matter?"

"Delete everything photographed in your communicator."

"The messenger sent it to you. Delete it slowly." Ye Xiong threw the communicator over.

Xiaodie opens the communicator and looks through it. There's nothing in it. She immediately knows that she has been cheated.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't install a pinhole camera in my room."

Ye Xiong laughed and walked away.

"Asshole."

She slapped the communicator into pieces.

Next, Xiaodie is going to tell Binghou, but think about it. If she lets someone in, she will blame herself if she is found by Binghou. After thinking about it, I had to give up at last.

The next morning, as soon as ye Xiong got up, the maid named Xiaohong came to deliver breakfast.

Ye Xiong poured his breakfast and ate his own food.

A moment later, Vado came: "Ling Daoyou, after thinking last night, the ice emperor decided to use the art of blood crossing to cure the prince tonight and extradite the night crazy puppet to himself."

"If the ice emperor decides like this, I can't help it." Ye Xiong sighed and asked, "I don't know if the ice emperor can let me stay and see the magic skills of Lu Yaowang?"

"If ye Daoyou wants to stay, it's no problem."

"Thank you, pharmacist wa." Ye Xiong asked, "by the way, herbalist WA, can you ask me something?"

"What does ye Daoyou want to ask?"

"Yesterday, I saw the iron cage in Prince ice's room. It was full of inscriptions. Can you tell me who wrote the inscriptions? To tell you the truth, I am very interested in inscriptions. My previous wish was to become an engraver. "

"This inscription was written by Ma Kun, the chief inscriptionist of the ice palace, but master Ma didn't accept disciples. Before he joined the ice palace, the ice emperor personally promised him. Even his Highness Prince ice couldn't get his true biography." Said Vado.

"Along with the inscriptions, it is difficult to inherit. It is not a general relationship. It is impossible to pass on. I also understand this." Ye Xiong sighed and asked, "I don't know if master Ma Kun is in the palace."

"He's in the palace, but it's impossible for you to see him."

"Why?"

"There are too many people who want to see Master Ma, but master Ma told the ice emperor that no one can disturb him."

"So it's impossible to see Master Ma's true face."

Next, ye Xiong stayed in the room all day to study the golden Sanskrit inscriptions.

He knows that the ice queen must send someone to watch him now. If he goes out now, he will only be followed.

Ye Xiong took out a metal strip from the storage ring and put it on the table.

This metal bar, as strong as a child's arm, is similar to the iron bar of the Ice Prince cage.

Ye Xiong closed his eyes and recalled the arrangement and carving of the inscriptions on the iron cage column. Then a golden light appeared on his arm.

Sanskrit skill, show it.

Using his strength in his fingers, he began to engrave golden Sanskrit inscriptions on metal strips.

There are more than 1000 kinds of symbols in Jinfan inscriptions.

The symbols of association, blessing and consolidation are different.

He was familiar with these inscriptions, but he didn't know how to use them.

At the end of his finger, a golden light appeared, and ye Xiong began to engrave a consolidated inscription on the metal strip.

It would be a big mistake to think that inscriptions do not require much strength.

Inscriptions need the purest vitality. Ye Xiong needs more than 90% vitality almost every time he engraves inscriptions. Only by outputting such a huge amount of vitality with the least amount can the engraved inscriptions be pure, and each symbol contains powerful energy.

A moment later, his forehead was covered with sweat.

It took him an afternoon to carve a short piece of metal strip.

When he finished, he looked at the metal strip with various inscriptions on the surface, and ye Xiong was very satisfied.

Not to mention whether the inscription is useful or not, it's very good just to sell it.

Ye Xiong took out a dagger from his body and cut it off at the metal strip.

When the tip of the knife fell on the metal bar, the inscription on it suddenly flashed gold and the tip of the knife stagnated.

In less than half a second of this stagnation, the knife tip continued to chop down and directly split the metal strip in two.

"I still can't. It seems that I can't help it without the guidance of a wise teacher."

Ye Xiong had no choice but to put away the two halves of the metal strip with the inscriptions he engraved on it. He must not throw it away.

In the blink of an eye, it was night.

Just then, a familiar voice came from outside.