Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 389 I Can't Understand

"A 17-year-old eighth-level spiritual master, even in a large sect, can be regarded as extremely talented. But he is willing to be a guard? What is your purpose in approaching her?" Xiao Yuchen asked coldly.Although he is much younger than Yun Ting, his aura is much stronger.

Yun Ting usually showed a slight smile on his expressionless face, "Oh, the prince really knows how to joke. Yun Ting is the personal bodyguard of the eldest lady, so how can he get close? Besides, Yun Ting grew up beside the old general since he was a child. Daddy, what purpose do you have? It's you, the lord, who treats my eldest lady like this, which really makes Yun Ting unable to understand."

"My king and Yanyan have already got a marriage contract, and she is my future princess. Why do you, an outsider, understand how this king treats her?" Xiao Yuchen looked at Yun Ting with sharp eyes, "I advise you not to have other things. What's more, Yanyan is not something you can covet."

"How can the prince be so unconfident? Yun Ting, a small guard, can make the prince so afraid? Or, the prince also feels that he is not worthy of the eldest lady?" Yun Ting flashed a black long knife.

Xiao Yuchen raised his beautiful sword eyebrows: "You can't do what you can."

The long knife in Yun Ting's hand swung horizontally, and met Xiao Yuchen's gaze without fear: "Today, Yun Ting wants to see if the prince has the right to covet the eldest lady!"

After the words fell, he slashed with a knife.

With a movement of Xiao Yuchen's footsteps, he floated sideways, dodging the knife.He raised his eyes and asked, "Do you really want to fight?"

"My lord, you don't have to be merciful." As he spoke, he made another move.

"Okay!" Xiao Yuchen was not polite, stretched out his arm, and an ice-blue long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, fighting with Yun Ting.

Although Yun Ting only had the strength of an eighth-level spiritual master, and Xiao Yuchen was already a third-level great spiritual master, Yun Ting's water-type spells just restrained Xiao Yuchen's fire-type spiritual skills, and Xiao Yuchen could only use gold-type spiritual skills as much as possible.

Feng Qingyan, who was wandering by the stream, felt the fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the other side of the mountain, frowned, and said to herself: "These two people just went to chop a branch, why did they make such a big noise?"

"Miss, the fish is cleaned up." Qingxiu washed her hands and walked over.

"Well, we can start a fire when they come back." Feng Qingyan kicked the stone under his feet in a bored manner, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he looked at Qingxiu and asked: "Anyway, idleness is idleness, why don't we play a game?" game?"

"Ah?" Qingxiu froze for a moment, "Miss, what game?"

Feng Qingyan took out a piece of homemade charcoal pencil, and said with a smile: "You run, I will chase, and when I catch up, I will draw a line on your face."

Qingxiu made the calculations in her mind: Don't look at this little aunt who is only a third-level spiritualist. When she was fighting against the man in black this morning, she also noticed that this lady's speed is comparable to that of a middle-level spiritualist.However, I am a ninth-level spiritual master, so if I simply compare speed, it should be fine.So, he nodded his head.

A quarter of an hour later, Yun Ting quickly stepped back a few steps, stabbing the black long knife into the ground, and then stood firm.

And Xiao Yuchen was not far away, with a tall and tall body, he moved a sword flower gracefully, and put away the long sword.Looking up at Yun Ting, he asked, "How?"

Yun Ting calmed down and said, "It's been a long time since I had such a happy fight! However, I would like to thank the prince for his mercy. Yun Ting's skills are not as good as others, and he was convinced to lose."

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