The beautiful and miserable Black Moonlight is wrong for her

Chapter 41 The magic of the world doesn't stop there

Looking at the resolute back of the little princess, there is only one thought left in everyone's mind: Could it be that she has been confused by the thorn rose and has fallen into an illusion?
However, they really have no spare energy to save the troubled little princess.

She will die, it seems to have been doomed.

The moment the pair of white leather shoes stepped into the thorn bushes, everyone thought that the long thorns on the thorns would scratch her delicate and white skin in an instant.

However, no.

Almost at the moment when her pair of white leather shoes touched the thorn bushes, a strange scene appeared.

The green to black, criss-crossing thorn bushes with dense thorns began to retreat at an extremely fast speed.

If she takes one step forward, she will retreat one meter; if she takes two steps forward, she will retreat two meters.

The wildly expanding thorn bush seemed to have met its nemesis. With her unhurried pace, the entire defense line almost collapsed.

Qi Chen, who was dripping with blood, was quickly dragged backward by thorns.

She looked haughty, and said two words expressionlessly, "Don't move."

Then, the tangled bushes of thorns seemed to be frozen in place, motionless.

She stepped forward a few steps, and raised her white fingertips slightly, before touching the long thorns of thorns glowing with faint purple light.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The thorns and vines slowly retracted one by one, exposing the person wrapped in them.

With her fair fingertips, she gently pushed aside Qi Chen's wet light black hair, looked at his pair of tightly closed eyes, pointed down, gently wiped away the blood stains on his cheek, and said in a calm tone:

"Little Chengzi, how dare you hurt you, I'll kill it, what do you think?"

Qi Chen was still in a coma, unable to give her an answer, she raised her hand, and the shallow white light instantly wrapped his scarred body, dragging him to float slowly, floating in the air one meter above the ground.

The white light became thicker, and Qi Chen's face became less clear.

Everyone: "..."

They must be dreaming!Right?
Otherwise, how could I have seen that delicate and weak little princess force back the thorn bushes without a single move, and even rescued Qi Chen effortlessly...

Soon, they discovered that the magic of this world doesn't stop there.

The petals of the double rose in the thornbush in the distance trembled slightly, as if dissatisfied with the thornbush retreating without a fight.

Then--

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Countless delicate and magnificent blood-red rose petals smashed through the air like blades all over the sky.

"Be careful!!"

Bai Yue, who had seen the power of the rose petals, couldn't help being surprised.

Then, he found that when those rose petals, which were as sharp as poisonous hidden weapons, came to a close to that pink and beautiful cheek, and when they got close to the hem of the layered princess dress, they suddenly stopped.

Everyone was stunned.

Si Yan never moved, and her expression didn't change, as if she had expected this scene long ago, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, she lifted her slender and white knuckles, aimed at a rose petal, and tapped lightly.

Close to her, countless pieces of delicate and magnificent heavy red petals rustled down.

She raised her finger, stirring up wisps of wind, rolling those petals, forming an extremely beautiful rain of flowers around her.

The extremely magnificent rose petals, as well as the noble and beautiful princess, formed a unique and beautiful scenery.

Everyone: "..."

Thanks for the invitation, they are already numb.

After playing enough, those beautiful petals fluttered to the ground.

She stepped up, stepping on the thick petals and walked towards the depths of the thorn bush again.

The thorns and vines retracted tremblingly, shrinking into one ball after another, almost leaving a two-meter-wide avenue for her where the heel of her small leather shoes stepped on.

She strolled forward, and in the deepest part of the thorn bush, she finally came across the body of the rose that no one could touch with all her might.

She flexed her fingers and gently touched the outermost rose petals.

"Hi~"

She took a deep breath, and raised her hand to see that the skin on her snow-white fingertips was torn, and a trembling bead of blood was slowly oozing out.

She raised her eyes, there was a slight coldness in her eyes for a moment, and soon there was a slight smile in her eyes, and she took two steps back gently.

Afterwards, a gigantic shovel with a shimmer appeared in midair out of thin air.

And behind her, a pair of beautiful ice-blue wings grew out, and as the wings vibrated slowly, she flew up directly.

Everyone: "!!!"

Pretty is pretty, but are you sure they're not reading a fairy tale?

They rubbed their eyes and looked up.

The extremely beautiful and magical little princess has already flown hundreds of meters above the ground.

Then, the shimmering giant shovel moved.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

It was as easy as shoveling grass, and the huge shovel almost instantly shoveled up countless thorns and vines.

Even the body of the rose hidden among the thorn bushes was not spared.

Although it has strong resilience and vitality, it is useless at this moment.

Because the shovel was so fast, like a weed mower, it cleaned up all the thorns and vines in a radius of hundreds of miles in just a short while.

The huge root system of the rose body was completely cut off for a while, and it lay languidly on the scorched ground.

The radiant rose petals seemed to have lost their moisture and became shriveled for a while.

After a long while, an immature child's voice sounded out of thin air.

"Sir, forgive me."

Everyone: "!!!"

what is this sound?
Could it be that the rose has become a spirit?

The translucent ice-blue wings behind Si Yan vibrated slightly, and her whole body slowly landed on the ground. She raised her eyes to stare at the lingering body of Rose on the ground, and snorted, "Why should I spare you?"

"My lord, I am a seventh-order mutant plant, take me with you, and you can walk sideways in the last days."

"Oh?" Si Yan smiled softly, "I'm not a crab, why do I walk sideways?"

"My lord, I am very useful. My petals contain extremely strong vitality and can save the dying."

"Then I'll pluck you bald."

"My lord, I am alive, and the petals can still regenerate."

Si Yan frowned slightly, "No, you are too ugly, I don't want to."

Thorn Rose: "..."

It has never been so aggrieved in its life, let alone so speechless.

It slowly shrank its body, and the remaining energy gave birth to countless light blue and translucent vines, and the vines were covered with crisp green leaves, countless white, pink, blue, purple, Red, yellow..., rosebuds are scattered all over the long vines, and then bloom slowly.

The beautiful flower vines were woven into a huge hammock at the moment of formation, a deck chair in the next moment, and finally a beautiful swing.

It exhausted all its strength, tried its best to reflect the value of its own survival, and pleased the person in front of it.

　Welcome to the debut of Her Highness the Princess!sprinkle flowers~

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