The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 215 I gave it to you, do you have an opinion?
Si Xiaoyan was pinching the letter, without having to check it carefully, she knew that the letter was from the Dayang Palace, and the other party didn't even bother to cover it up.

She trembled slightly, because the man was very cunning, he only said that he knew her secret, but he didn't say anything specific.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

It was late at night when she carried the letter to the side door of Dayang Palace.

In the depths of the dense forest, the 'boy' dressed in red has been waiting for her for a long time.

The fairy mist diffused in the forest, almost covering her appearance.

Si Xiaoyan stood at the edge of the dense forest, looked at the figure, and asked directly, "Who are you?"

Wen Ku sneered, "I just saw it yesterday, and you forgot it so soon?"

The fairy mist dissipated slightly, revealing the young man's not-so-stunning face, which was fair and morbidly cold.

Si Xiaoyan stared at her, clenched the letter tightly in her hand, and her gaze sank a little, "What secret do you know about me?"

This person who suddenly appeared next to His Highness made her inexplicably uneasy.

Wen Ru just glanced at her shoulders, "Of course it's something in the world."

Si Xiaoyan immediately felt guilty, she clenched her fists, and there was a trace of murderous look in her eyes.

Wen Ku leaned on the tree next to him, and slowly swept a fallen leaf off his shoulder, "Don't try to kill someone, you don't have that ability yet."

"You are still a person with some brains, and you should know that His Highness attaches great importance to me."

Si Xiaoyan, "..." Mother's cheap hoof, even a man makes her want to strangle this thing to death, what is it showing off?
Wen Ku didn't bother to pay attention to her anger, and just said, "I won't talk nonsense with you, just bring what I want on time, and I will keep your secret, and let you continue to be the watch princess of this temple."

Si Xiaoyan sank, she naturally didn't dare to do it lightly, she just asked, "What do you want?"

Wenku, "Ginseng fruit."

Si Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, but Wen Ku continued, "One hundred pieces."

Si Xiaoyan, "You!"

Why doesn't he grab it? !

Wen Ku's face was calm, and he ignored her at all, "I will only give you one day, I think, you probably think that your life is much more important than a hundred ginseng fruits."

There was a maddening coldness on the corner of her lips, and Si Xiaoyan's face had turned into a liver color, and the hands in her sleeves had turned into fists, but Wen Ku walked up to her and stretched out her hands to grab her shoulders. He also twirled the last fallen leaf, and kindly helped her sweep the dust that didn't exist on her shoulders.

Si Xiaoyan didn't notice that a bloody worm the size of a sesame seed crawled in from her shoulder.

"Princess Biao, you have to... work hard."

The cold voice of the 'boy' passed by her ears, and when Si Xiaoyan turned her head again, she had already entered the Dayang Palace.

The moonlight was covered by the dark clouds a lot, and only a little bit of it was scattered, and that blinding red made her eyes hurt.

She didn't even know where the young man next to His Highness came from or what his name was.

Just now she also observed carefully, he didn't even have any celestial power.

She stared at the gentle back, and a few words escaped between her teeth, "Where did you come from such arrogant confidence?!"

As soon as the words fell, another ethereal voice came from beside my ears, "I gave it to you, do you have any objections?"

Si Xiaoyan trembled all over, she immediately picked up the letter in her hand, turned her head, and only saw Fu Yuan's figure when she was looking up.

He sat straddling the eaves of the side hall of the Dayang Palace with a big horse and a golden knife, and the moonlight fell on him through the dark clouds. His peerless face and figure were like a true god who stepped out of another world.

Si Xiaoyan raised her head, unable to look away.

In recent days, the distance between her and His Highness seems to be getting closer.

This gave her an illusion that she could rely on him to go further.

But when her eyes touched the coldness in those strange eyes, all her illusions were instantly shattered.

In just a short time, His Highness, who was still sitting on the eaves just now, had already arrived in front of her.

Just three steps away from her.

Under the moonlight, she could even clearly see the reflection in His Highness' eyes.

"The main hall..." Before she could say the word 'down', the sharp awl in Fu Yuan's hand had already touched her shoulder.

The awl pierced Si Xiaoyan's clothes, and precisely plunged into her unhealed wound.

"Zi..." Si Xiaoyan gasped in pain, and at the same time, a severe chill swept over her whole body in an instant.

But Fu Yuan's movements didn't stop, the awl didn't pierce deeply, but the divine power pierced a big hole in Si Xiaoyan's shoulder first.

The sharp awl was pulled out from her wound, and blood dripped down the awl tip to the ground.

Fu Yuan just sniffed lightly, and the cold light in his eyes deepened a bit.

Si Xiaoyan was suppressed by his powerful coercion, and she could barely move.

Her legs trembled, and there was only a desire to kneel on the ground in her heart.

Fu Yuan held the awl dripping blood in his hand, but didn't say a word.

But Si Xiaoyan was already paralyzed from fright, she fell to the ground, shaking her head desperately, almost denying it with all her strength.

"Your Highness...not me...not me..."

Fu Yuan, "Oh."

With a wave of his sleeve, a wind of his palm slapped her cheek.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of palms came together.

One is more ruthless than the other.

Si Xiaoyan, who was fanning straight, vomited blood again and again, and her flowery face bloomed immediately, it was too horrible to look at.

She opened her mouth and wanted to defend herself, but Fu Yuan didn't give her a chance to talk nonsense.

He slapped people to pieces.

Si Xiaoyan, who is fanning, breathes more inwardly and less outgassing.

The great majesty of the temple does not approach women, and does not touch women. This is probably the most he has ever touched a woman.

Beat people half to death.

In a short while, Si Xiaoyan was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

She was bleeding from all seven orifices, and her whole body was about to fall apart.

But those eyes are still looking at Fu Yuan.

There was no trace of pity in Fu Yuan's eyes.

He abused her to this point, but from the beginning to the end, he didn't even touch her with his fingers.

Those eyes with different pupils contained only cold disgust.

He said, "If you touch this king, your life will be worse than death."

At that moment, Si Xiaoyan knew that he really cared about that mortal cultivator to the bottom of his heart.

She was panting heavily, almost dying on the spot.

But Fuyuan gave her another top-quality healing pill.

In a short while, her injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But what awaits her is another round of torture to death.

So back and forth, almost until dawn.

During the period, there were obviously many people passing by them, but they didn't seem to see them.

They really did not see, who can break the barrier set by Fu Yuan?
Fu Yuan didn't take her life in the end, but because of his Kuku, he wanted to keep this thing and sent ginseng fruit.

(End of this chapter)