wear it lord god

Chapter 352 The Princess Who Refused to Get Married 21
Seeing the prince's outstretched hand, he must have grabbed her arm.

Xi Ning was heartbroken, stared at the crown prince, and shouted loudly: "Brother, do you hear me, save second brother first, listen to me!"

The prince was stunned, only hesitated, and in a flash, he grabbed the second prince's wrist.

"No!" The second prince was anxious.

Seeing the second prince tightly holding onto the little princess' arm, the prince became anxious, and shouted angrily with his eyes wide open: "Let go!" If you don't let go, you will die.

When he yelled at the elder brother who was almost never aggressive, the second prince let go of his hand in fright. When he realized it, he had already been pulled onto the prince's horse, while the little princess was still on the mad carriage.

"Eleventh Sister, Eleventh Sister!" The second prince was so anxious that he almost cried, "Hurry up and save her!"

Several shadows around him rushed forward, it was the third prince, the fourth prince and the groom riding horses, rushing to rescue him.

"Get down!" The prince threw the second prince off the horse, clamped his legs, and lashed the horse hard, catching up again.

The second prince jumped behind: "I want a horse! Who will give me a horse?"

Xi Ning was holding on tightly, and in the car that was shaking like an earthquake of magnitude [-], she really wanted to cry without tears... Mo Ming, you ghost system, smelly system, I told you not to tell, if my sister can go back alive, I will definitely rub you Grow flat, various shapes.help……

The third prince is quite good at riding, so he got there first, and stretched out his hand to her: "Sister Eleven, hurry up!"

The carriage was about to fail, and after the wheels turned at high speed, it began to whine before it collapsed.

Xining stretched out his hand hard, but the speed was too fast. The third prince was only 9 years old, and his riding skills were not as good as the prince's.The arms of both of them were so short that their hands couldn't even touch each other.

And the terrible thing came again!A figure appeared in front of him, it was Akhenaten!
What is this kid trying to do standing in the middle of the road?
I saw him spread his arms and close his eyes...

Does this kid want to block the rolling chariots with his flesh and blood?

Oh my god, Akhenaten, who can't ride a horse, is also here to join in the fun, so save her!
The horse pulling the chariot was already frothing, but it still ran madly with red eyes.

Xining glanced back, the prince and several people were riding horses, ten meters away, beating the horses desperately, trying to catch up.And less than 400 meters ahead, Akhenaten was about to "dedicate his life" to the Lord ahead of time!
If you jump off a high-speed carriage, the inertia will make your body continue to move in the direction of motion, rubbing and rolling on the sandy soil, and the feeling must be unpleasant.

But that's all there is to it!
She yelled at the back: "Get out of the way!" She didn't want a few more horseshoe marks on the corpse.

"No~" The third prince seemed to know what she was thinking, and immediately shouted anxiously: "Don't jump! Please, don't jump, there will be a way."

If you don't jump, Akhenaten will die!
Suddenly her eyes were attracted by the haystack in front, which was the fodder for the horses at night, all of which were piled here and had not been transported in yet.

But there is still a certain distance from the runway. If the jump is not in place, it will still be finished.

It's less than 50 meters away from Akhenaten, let's fight!

If you break your leg, you don't have to worry about marrying the prince or other princes.

Carefully trying to move to a suitable position, the people behind suddenly screamed in fright, telling the little princess not to jump.He also spontaneously got out of the way, otherwise his horse's hoof would step on the little princess, that would be a death penalty.The little princess killed herself and was trampled to death by the horse she was riding were two different things.

When the carriage was speeding past the haystack, Xining gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the haystack amidst the exclamation.

"Ah~" It's over, the distance is not enough, the haystack is too far away.After falling heavily on the ground, inertia led her to roll forward. Fortunately, the direction was to the right. After turning twice, she plopped into the haystack.

It was pitch black, and my whole body ached...

"Eleventh Sister, Younger Sister, Your Highness Princess..." She was dug out from the haystack in a hurry.

"Don't touch her!" The prince's roar sounded indistinct as if separated by a membrane.

That's right, if you don't know whether the bones are broken or the internal organs are bleeding, you shouldn't touch the injured.

Suddenly it became quiet, and after a short period of calm, they said in confusion: "Go and call the witch doctor... quickly inform His Majesty the Pharaoh... bring water... carry the sedan chair..."

Xining was lying on the bed. After a group of witch doctors saw it, they went outside to pray and prepare medicine.

When Nakhart heard the news, he ran all the way, sweating all over his head.Hearing that the little princess's arm was dislocated and her body was damaged in many places, she felt very distressed.

But Xi Ning heaved a sigh of relief, at last he was not hanged or fractured, otherwise with the current medical conditions, he would have died.

But the dislocated arm of the little princess was right, which made many witch doctors worry.

A witch doctor said cautiously: "It hurts to return to the position, and the little princess may not be able to bear it." He would wait for myrrh, which can produce anesthesia, to return to the position.

Xining secretly contacted Mo Ming: "How are you doing, are you happy?"

Mo Ming: "It's okay! You found this yourself, and you know what I'd rather see."

Kill ten people, right?
"I know!" Xining raised his eyebrows: "It hurts to dislocate the arm?"

Mo Ming looked indifferent: "Yeah!"

"Tell me quickly, how is this situation correct?"

"It's okay to tell you, but you have to say that it will spare me the pain." Mo Ming seemed to be interested.

"Okay, this time to save you from the pain." Xining always felt that when the medicine came, he took it, and it worked, and his arm was almost finished, and now his shoulder was swollen.

While waiting for myrrh, I saw the little princess stood up supporting her body.

Nakhart looked at the little princess in surprise and stood up: "What's wrong?"

Xi Ning limped to the door, his knee was worn out, and every step he took affected the wound.

Standing outside the door were four princes and a group of princesses and concubines who had heard the news.

Your mother's...Xining followed the method, and slammed his collapsed shoulder against the door frame hard.

With a "click", the dislocated arm returned to the bone groove again.

"Yeah!" The pain made her grit her teeth even though she gritted her teeth, and she groaned, sweat rolling down her face.

Everyone... was stunned...

Holding on to the door frame, she waited for the blackness in front of her eyes to fade a little, she panted weakly, and tried her arm slightly, yes, although it hurt a little, but just a moment later, her arm recovered.Next, you just need to raise it slowly, and you can't dislocate it anymore.

"His Royal Highness!" Du Ya came to help her, her voice trembling.But the eyes lit up, the little princess is really ruthless, looking at the prince, princess and princess outside, they were all petrified.Who else would dare to bully the little princess in the future?
Nakhart was also stunned, then turned to look at the witch doctor, and said seriously and solemnly: "Princess Sulita Ramon is the daughter of God."

It means that God is supreme, and the royal family can bear this pain.After speaking, he raised his noble head, and the goatee on his chin was raised.

Surprised, the witch doctor didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and could only say good things.The little princess was only 8 years old, and she took the right position. In case the pain made ghosts howl, Pharaoh would not feed him to the crocodile.

(End of this chapter)