Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 1282 Killing the Beastmaster Again
Seeing that the herd of green-horned beasts gradually became chaotic, two high-pitched and weird moos suddenly came from a distance.

A strange color flashed in Qing Lan's eyes, and she said, "Your Majesty, that is the voice of the Qing Horned Beast King."

Hearing the beast king's call, the green-horned beasts seemed to be injected with energy, and the messy situation began to gradually return to normal. Once again under the control of Di Yao's soldiers, they launched a fierce attack on the city gate.

Yingning looked intently into the distance, and after a while, finally saw a tall green-horned beast.

The size of this blue-horned beast is more than twice that of ordinary blue-horned beasts. There is a big silver bell hanging around its neck, which makes a jingle, jingle sound.

"Your Majesty, can you see clearly?" Qing Lan knew that she had excellent eyesight.

Yingning nodded: "I can see clearly that the one sitting on the back of the green-horned beast king is a woman, around thirty, wearing a black dress."

"That should be Shen Tuxi, Di Yao's eldest princess."

"Princess."

"Yes, this princess is very capable. It is said that she can control three kinds of beast kings at the same time."

Yingning stared intently for a moment, frowned and said: "It seems that she has no intention of bringing the Beastmaster close here, and has been wandering in the distance."

"It should be learned from Shen Tuxiong's lesson." Qing Lan said, "The golden bow in your hand shot through the head of Chongming Bird easily. After they know it, they will definitely feel jealous. Unlike Chongming Bird, the Qingjiao Beast King The sound is so high that even if it falls far away, it can still command the beast tide."

"Is there a way to solve?"

"With your Majesty's ability, as long as the eyes can see it, it should be within the range of the golden bow." Qing Lan said, "Your Majesty, why don't you give it a try."

"so far?"

Ying Ning was a little uncertain, "I haven't tried such a long range before, if I miss it, wouldn't it be a waste of golden arrows?"

"If Your Majesty doesn't do anything again, and the beast tide rushes into the city, the loss will not be just a few golden arrows."

"I see."

There are still many ordinary Canglan people in Qiyuan City. Once wild beasts swarm in, the consequences will be disastrous.

Ying Ning no longer hesitated, immediately raised the golden bow, narrowed her eyes slightly, and aimed at the green-horned beast king thousands of feet away.

"Your Majesty, don't worry." Seeing that she hadn't shot the golden arrow, Qing Lan immediately said softly, "With Your Majesty's ability, this is not a difficult task. Even if you miss it, it doesn't matter. I will get the golden arrow back for you."

His voice gave Ying Ning confidence, and she let go of her hand immediately.

Carrying the power of wind and thunder, the golden arrow drew a long arc in the air, and then, like a ghost, silently inserted into the head of the green-horned beast king.

The green-horned beast king let out a terrifying roar, spun frantically on the spot a few times, threw Shen Tuxi off his back, and then fell to the ground like a hill!

Shen Tuxi fell hard to the ground, ignoring the pain, she jumped up suddenly, looking at the scene in front of her, showing an unbelievable shock.

A small and slender golden arrow was stuck in the head of the huge beast king.

She walked over slowly, just as she stretched out her hand, she was repulsed by a galloping figure raising a sword.

"Who are you?" Shen Tuxi asked with a frown as she looked at the handsome young man in front of her.

"Qing Lan."

Qing Lan said these two words coldly, then stretched out her hand and pulled out the golden arrow from the head of the Qinghorn Beastmaster, "Your Beastmaster is dead, and the Qinghorn beast herd no longer exists, do you want to continue fighting?"

Shen Tuxi snapped back to her senses, raised her head and looked forward, and saw that the soldiers could no longer control the green-horned beasts. Under the attack of flint, the herd of beasts broke up and ran away.

(End of this chapter)