Infinite Immortal Cultivation Simulation

Chapter 101. Chapter 101.
Chu Meier nodded slightly, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she murmured in a low voice.

"Second prince?"

No wonder in the simulator, he would often send her to assassinate courtiers, it turned out to be a prince.

Indeed, the royal family didn't have many good things, they just used her as an obedient killing tool.

As if aware of it, Wu Hanyi and Chu Meier looked at each other.

He really deserves to be so sharp as a monk who has trained his mental power to the fog condensation stage.

However, he did not show any hostility, instead he smiled at Chu Meier with great interest.

He was originally handsome, and his smile was really eye-catching, and for a while, he fascinated many girls who hadn't left the court.

Chu Meier's heart trembled.

魅！
She could sense a charm from this smile.

It can actually radiate spiritual power anytime and anywhere, forming a bewilderment to outsiders.

Really...

"Crooked way!"

Under the mask, Chu Meier's cherry lips parted lightly, but the voice fell firmly in Wu Hanyi's ears.

Wu Hanyi's smile completely froze on his face.

Shang Ze was a little displeased, and stepped forward to cover the two of them.

He lowered his voice and said: "This second prince is definitely not a good person. You should try not to have any personal contact with him. If he invites you to be his entourage, he must not agree. He just wants to use you."

Chu Meier nodded seriously, "I know."

The charming girl at the side came forward and looked at Shang Ze curiously.

"My lord, this is your first time in the imperial city."

Chu Meier blocked her way, she pushed her away impatiently, and moved closer to Shang Ze.

Seeing this, Shang Ze's face immediately sank, "What are you doing? Apologize to her."

Seeing him changing his face so quickly, the woman couldn't help but froze.

"I……"

The woman wet her eyes with grievance.

She didn't do anything.

"You actually asked me to apologize to a servant, what did I do wrong?"

"A servant?" Shang Ze Qingjun's face was covered with coldness, "Who said she was a servant? Apologize!"

The woman was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, so she naturally refused, covered her face with a handkerchief, turned her head and ran away.

"Businessman, you wait for me!"

Shang Ze stepped forward to take care of the wrinkled corners of Chu Meier's clothes that had been shoved and shoved by the woman.

"Since I'm here, I won't let you suffer any more."

Chu Meier frowned, pulled out the corner of her clothes that he was holding in her hand, her voice was as cold as ever.

"Ah."

With a faint nasal sound, her figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Over there, the woman even went to her mother to complain, with a worried look on her face.

Madam patted her on the back to comfort her, "Don't be sad, mother will let someone beat her up, but she's just a servant, if she is favored by the master, I really don't know my identity."

Only then was the woman somewhat satisfied, and she looked at Chu Meier triumphantly.

Unexpectedly, under her gaze, Chu Meier disappeared without a trace.

The woman's eyes widened suddenly, "This, how is this possible..."

Madam also had a panoramic view of this scene and took a deep breath.

It's no wonder that as a guard, this woman is so young when she hears the voice, but she has such elusive tricks.

"This... forget it, powerful monk, we are not opponents, be good, don't cause trouble."

Although power is paramount in this world and they are all high-ranking officials, they are still ordinary people with only a hundred years of life.

Above power, there are these monks and immortals. They are not opponents at all, and they don't even have the courage to do right.

The woman nodded in a daze, "Mother...you are right."

She dared not.

There are dignitaries and nobles gathered in the restaurant.

Chu Meier didn't follow the arrangement, and went to the room dedicated to the guards for dinner, instead went to the opposite roof, and found a corner where she could see Shang Ze's movements and sat down to practice.

Her mental power has reached the concentration of fog, and she can use her mental power to move large and small objects as weapons, killing people invisible.

She rummaged through the Qiankun bracelet and finally found some jewelry.

These were bought by Shang Ze last time, but it was inconvenient to fight while wearing jewelry, so she kept them at the bottom of the box.

She rummaged around and found a hairpin.

The hairpin is pointed at one end, making it perfect as a weapon.

Chu Meier thought of Yondu in the movie of her previous life, whistled, and a whistle arrow was as powerful as a bamboo, and no one could stop it.

She is a little excited, can she do it herself!
She rubbed her hands together, put the hairpin in front of her, squeezed two cold fingers, and poured out her mental power to wrap the hairpin.

With her mental power during the fog condensing period, the weight of this hairpin is as light as a feather to her.

Under its control, the hairpin floated lightly in mid-air, and the heart moved at will, and suddenly plunged into the wall.

With a crisp sound, the entire body of the hairpin sank into the wall, leaving a deep hole.

Chu Meier's eyes lit up suddenly, sure enough, it's really feasible!
After replacing the hairpin, she took out the long sword and played with it in her hand, and then used her mental power to move it again.

She could clearly feel the weight of the long sword, which made her hands slightly heavy when she was holding the formula, but this weight was nothing to her.

Chu Meier stood up and controlled the long sword to fly in the air.

The long sword freely performed a set of sword moves in the air, but Chu Meier only needed to use two fingers to control it.

Although these movements may seem simple to outsiders, they require strong mental support and extremely fine control, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve such dexterity.

At this moment, outside the restaurant below, two luxurious carriages slowly stopped.

Dressed up, Chen Yuya got out of the car.

She looks beautiful, but because of years of practice, she has a bit of heroism from the world, and her outstanding appearance has attracted many young and handsome people to look at her frequently.

When she got out of the car, a man immediately struck up a conversation.

"I don't know girl..."

Before finishing speaking, Chen Yuya waved impatiently, "Go away."

The servant at the side immediately said angrily: "Presumptuous! Do you know who our son is, how can you be so rude!"

Chen Yu's face darkened, "Oh? What identity?"

"My son is the son of the current prime minister, how dare you be presumptuous!"

The man pretended to be angry and shouted, "Shut up!"

He turned to Chen Yuya and bowed his head, "Miss, don't blame me..."

Chen Yuya frowned, "I want to see if the head of the prime minister's son is harder."

As she said that, she was about to draw her sword, but at this moment, a shadow guard suddenly appeared behind the man, blocking Chen Yuya's face in a flash.

Chen Yuya was even more furious, "What? Want to fight again? I will accompany you till the end!"

While speaking, she raised her sword and was about to step forward, but she almost tripped over her skirt.

She tugged on her skirt irritably, almost tearing the skirt to pieces.

If it weren't for this skirt, she would have labeled this man a pig's head.

When the man was proud, suddenly he only heard the sound of a sharp knife piercing the air behind him.

(End of this chapter)