The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 211
On the plaque of the palace, the words "Duyuan Palace" are written.

It shows that this palace is unique to His Royal Highness Fu Yuan.

The surrounding area is full of peach blossoms, and a thick layer of petals has been laid on the glazed tiles of the palace.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, like a paradise.

Fu Yuan held Wen Ku's hand, as soon as Fang stepped into the Du Yuan Hall, he heard the laughter of men and women coming from inside, mixed with the water waves, it was unbearable, very muffled.

Several spirit deer beside Fuyuan flew in first.

His Highness's complexion also became gloomy, and the hand holding Wen Ku didn't let go, and he only took a few steps forward.

This palace is not big at all, and it took a short time to arrive at the main hall, with red gauze flying in the curtains, but at the beginning of the setting sun, candles were already lit in the hall.

The laughter of the men and women stopped abruptly after a few spirit deer entered.

Only the sound of rippling water continued.

Wen Ku's face was extremely calm, she just followed Fu Yuan, and when she glanced over, she could see that the hall was filled with mist, it turned out that there was a pond in the center of the hall, and the pond was shaped like a lotus flower, and the spiritual energy inside was surging, Very rich.

Probably this is one of the legendary spirit pools.

But at this moment, in the spirit pool, a man was playing and laughing with five women.

The man was bare-chested and only wearing a pair of python gold trousers. He was completely wet in an instant, and his long hair was completely wet and attached to his muscles.

The first time Wen Ku saw him, a word 'feminine' came to mind.

The five women surrounded him, when they saw Fu Yuan and Wen Ku, they seemed to be startled, and ran to the man one after another.

"Second Highness, I'm so scared." A woman in a translucent gauze took advantage of the situation and hugged his arm, weak and delicate.

Fu Qiu stretched out his arms to embrace the beauty, he smiled coldly, but looked at Fu Yuan with his eyes, "What kind of evil wind is blowing today to bring His Highness here?"

Fu Yuan looked displeased, and said lightly, "Get out."

Fuqiu was immediately happy when he heard it, he let go of the beauty and stood up, "Get out?"

"Hehehe... the king has been soaking in this pond for a whole year, do you want Fuyuan?"

After Fuqiu finished speaking, he walked a few steps towards the pool, sizing up Fu Yuan and Wen Ru wantonly, "For more than a year, this king and his concubines have often bathed, played, and even Huanai... Oh, I have to tell you that Liang'er, the king's favorite concubine, conceived my flesh and blood in this pond."

After saying that, Fuqiu pulled that beauty over again, pointed at her protruding belly, "Look, it's been five months."

"Your Highness doesn't mind if you want to come. After all, you have occupied this spiritual pool for thousands of years without cleaning it. This king also adheres to the principle of not wasting it. It is not a good thing to occupy the latrine without shit, is it?"

"Yo, I figured it out again today. I think this spirit pool is very good for flirting. Did you bring a young lady here?"

He noticed Wen Ku immediately.

He knows who is around Fu Yuan. Although such a young man is a little ordinary in appearance, he is superior in his delicate skin and tender flesh. He must also feel very good in his hands.

Fu Yuan has not been close to women for so many years, there have been rumors in this temple that he is good at Long Yang, and it is not uncommon for him to bring a man here one day.

Fu Yuan listened to him talking a lot of nonsense, when Fu Qiu finally walked to the edge of the pond, he saw a pig-killing knife in his hand at some point, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed across with the knife.

The butcher's knife brushed Fuqiu's ear and swept it out, shaved off a strand of hair from his temple, and dropped it into the pool.

Fuqiu's concubines screamed in fright and scattered in all directions, while his pregnant concubine hurriedly hid behind Fuqiu.

Fu Qiu didn't care about her at all, he just watched the butcher's knife go straight into the wall of the pool behind him, and saw that there were a few pig hairs on the handle of the knife, his eyes suddenly burst into anger.

It was rat feces at first, and now it is a butcher's knife. Fu Yuan completely used these mortal things to disgust him, "Fu Yuan, how dare you treat this king as a mortal animal?"

"Things like you that only know how to breed are called breeding pigs in the mortal world." His majesty moved his hand, and the butcher's knife that had been pierced into the wall of the pool flew back with a sound, and went straight to stab Fuqiu's vitals.

Wen Ku also stared at the pig-killing knife. When he was in the mortal world, Fu Yuan was mostly in the Enlightenment Tree, even she didn't know when he got these things.

"Even if my king's things don't move at all, you won't be able to get your hands on them. If you dirty this king's things, this king will maim you. It's fair."

Having been with Wen Ku for a long time, he naturally learned a bit of her poisonous tongue.

Wen Ku turned his head and glanced at him, Fu Yuan only said, "Is this king's mouth skills really good?"

Wen Ku, "..." Accidentally made up a not-so-good picture in my mind.

She said, "His Majesty's kung fu is extremely powerful."

These words are extremely ambiguous in the ears of everyone, especially this group of concubines who are proficient in various charms.

They suddenly felt that their flattering skill was not as good as that of a little book boy next to His Highness.

……

On the other side, the pig-killing knife flew back and forth around Fuqiu, trying to pierce his skin several times.

Fuqiu was furious, and in his already gloomy eyes, now there was a murderous aura of prey.

"Fu Yuan, you were the one who started the attack." He whispered angrily, and when he finished speaking, he had jumped up from the lotus pond, with a long whip in his hand, and with a wave of the whip, it went straight to Fu Yuan's face. door away.

Fu Yuan immediately pulled Wen Ku behind him, but he didn't dodge, he grabbed Fu Qiu's whip with his bare hands, his eyes were cold.

Standing behind Fu Yuan, Wen Ku suddenly placed a hand on his shoulder.

In an instant, Fuqiu only felt that the strength he had just shot out was sucked away by something.

He froze for a moment, and quickly let go of the whip.

From a young age, he knew that he was not as good as Fu Yuan, but after thousands of years of cultivation, he was no longer the original Fu Qiu.

And Fu Yuan's Nascent Soul has just returned to his position, his soul is unstable, and his power will be much weaker than when he was strong. Fu Qiu feels that even if he can't beat Fu Yuan, he can at least draw a tie.

What was the lack of power at that moment just now?
Fu Yuan felt it naturally, the force from Fu Qiu's whip passed along his shoulders and dissipated when it reached Wen Ku's palm.

Afterwards, he heard his little Kuku say softly, "Your Highness, gods don't care about livestock. If this dirty thing can't be cleaned, it should be destroyed."

(End of this chapter)