How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 255 What a princess!

Long Zhan was very nervous.

He stared, his head moving left and right, back and forth.

too fast!

Wu San is worthy of being the chief disciple of the Star Reaching Sect. He is a man of iron and has reached the pinnacle of cultivation. Under the operation of the Star Reaching Magic, his whole body moves around with a rainbow-like momentum.

Even so, Wu San was still frightened.

This big man seemed rude, and he didn't take it seriously at first, but after several encounters, this was not the case at all.

Some are rough but some are fine, and all punches are killing moves. If you don't pay attention, your head may be knocked off.

But when he hit her with his own fist, even half of the slap mark was left unseen, and his internal organs were shaken by the shock, making him almost vomit.

No, I'm going to suffer if this continues.

Wu Sansi used a thousand pounds to block the man's punch. He glanced at Long Zhan who was watching the show under the tea tent from the corner of his eye and shouted hurriedly:

"Sword!"

Long Zhan was stunned when he heard this, then he clenched his fist and said:

"As expected of senior brother, you have such a tough mouth."

"Senior brother is mighty!!"

"This stupid big guy is forcing you to take advantage of him. His moves are dirty and cheap. Senior brother, please show your true skills and let him remember it for a long time!"

Wu San couldn't believe his ears when he heard Long Zhan's voice. He was accidentally punched while distracted for a moment. His entire chest was dented by half an inch, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"I rely on senior brother, you can't handle him??"

Wu San was punched in the nose again, and his whole body was instantly dizzy.

He hurriedly took a few steps back and looked at the faces of so many geniuses around him looking at the joke. Wu San got angry and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"You're paralyzed!"

"My sword was stolen by you!"

After being shouted at like this, Long Zhan seemed to be frozen in place.

"Ha, you, are you scolding me?"

Wu San covered his nose, the blood flowed uncontrollably, and he really had thoughts of murder in his heart.

This man's fists were like his mother's weights, and all ten of his fingers were swollen after beating him for a long time. If he hadn't been strong in cultivation and full of energy and blood, ordinary monks in the three levels of Tianfeng would have been torn to pieces in such a hand-to-hand fight.

Wu San, who was originally a swordsman, had no weapons at his side, so his combat effectiveness dropped by a whole level. He was no match for this man.

No, with so many people watching, I must kill this guy today!

"Hongxing Sword Body!"

Wu San suddenly shouted loudly, and the burst of breath finally knocked the big man back a few steps. His eyes were like lightning, and he raised his hand and shouted:

"Here comes the sword!"

Ok?

His fingers moved the air, but Wu San couldn't reach the sword in the air, and turned his head suddenly to look.

I saw a figure under the tea shed gently playing with the jade sword.

Is it that woman?

Wu San suddenly tensed up when he saw the big man coming to kill him again, and hurriedly shouted to Long Zhan:

"Why are you standing there, why don't you grab the sword from me!!"

Long Zhan heard this and finally understood what Wu San meant.

Seeing this, Wu San had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to fight hand-to-hand with the big man, but something else came out of his mouth:

"Wait, brother!"

"Why are we fighting!"

"What?" The big man was able to slap his ears halfway, and glared:

"Didn't you just call me a bitch? I just like to attack you!"

"Damn, that's not what I said just now!" Wu San was anxious.

"Hey, are you still scolding?"

"You... No, you." Wu San was so angry that he received two more electric cannons on his face.

At this moment, Long Zhan walked slowly to Murong Jingyan.

"That, fairy."

When the words came to his lips, Long Zhan suddenly stopped speaking.

Hey, she.

A slender, fair and slender hand was gently stroking the hilt of the sword.

Black hair shawls, this hand is so gentle.

He picked up the tassel of the sword with his fingertips, leaving the green tail of the tassel between his fingers, as if the world had stopped, leaving only the sound of rustling.

As if she was disturbed, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she looked back.

Long Zhan subconsciously took a half step back, his mouth moved slightly, but he couldn't spit out a word.

The beauty in front of her at this moment is not as cold as before.

The pair of eyebrows were flat and relaxed, and the eyes were slightly raised, as if they contained a layer of water mist, like the cold plums under the frost after the rain, carrying a faint fragrance of sadness.

Hey, this smell

Did you just have it?

"Sir..."

The red lips parted slightly, Murong Jingyan's eyes narrowed slightly, the red mole at the end of her eyebrows also drooped, and her tone was just right with a coquettish tone.

"Do you want to take this sword spike back?"

Putting the sword spike flat in her hand, Murong Jingyan cursed in her heart.

The prince doesn't know the purpose of this sword spike, but I know it very well.

This guy is clearly just a licker. Do you still need to use your face to manipulate him?

So rewarding!

Hearing this, Long Zhan waved his hand almost subconsciously, took two steps forward and came to Murong Jingyan.

"No, no, the girl misunderstood."

"If you give something away, it will throw water away. No, I mean if the girl wants it, of course she can keep it."

At this moment, Long Zhan heard the sound of cursing again. He looked back and saw that Wu San in the field had a big head and was being chased and beaten by a big man.

Hearing the screams, Long Zhan seemed to wake up a little, and quickly turned around and said:

"That, little fairy sister."

"If you like the tassel of the sword, take it off, and take the scabbard as well!"

"But let me lend this sword to my senior brother for a while, otherwise he will be beaten to death by that reckless man."

Wu San in the distance spurted a mouthful of blood on the man's face, making him confused.

Hey, why did he vomit blood before I hit him?

Covering his heart, Wu San cursed:

"My sword!"

"That's my sword, what do you mean by lending it to me!!!"

Murong Jingyan's eyes were frivolous and she thought to herself:

A bit interesting

That man made it clear that his bloodline was tyrannical, and his physical skills could not even take advantage of the prince's immortal and demonic body. This swordsman could survive dozens of moves without dying, so he was quite capable.

Then what is the origin of this dog-licking thing? He was so tricked that he didn't even betray him.

Murong Jingyan looked at Long Zhan and said softly:

"Son."

"What are the origins of the two knights over there, and why did they suddenly start fighting?"

Long Zhan was stunned, scratched his head and said:

"The person who was beaten over there is my senior brother, the top disciple of the Star Reaching Sect. I don't know about the other big stupid guy. He entered the city a long time ago, even before us."

"Oh"

Seeing Murong Jingyan's fingertips still wrapped around the sword tassel, Long Zhan's eyes seemed to be drawn away.

"Well, if the fairy wants to keep this sword, Long won't force it."

"I will fuck your father!"

Wu San couldn't bear it anymore. His face was bruised and swollen, his eyes were cut into slits, and he was almost blind. Wu San quickly burst out with energy and blood and rushed out several feet. Wu San didn't even look back, and just slipped away with his feet.

"I'm going to borrow a sword!"

"Iron Bastard, if you have the guts, don't run away. Wait for me to come back later and fight again!"

Seeing Wu San running away in embarrassment, the big man spat on the ground noncommittally and suddenly thought of something.

Hey!

This guy is so resistant to being beaten that I accidentally got addicted to it again!

Business matters!

The big man hurriedly turned around and walked towards the tea shed. Looking at the sword in Murong Jingyan's hand, he was stunned for a moment and understood instantly.

It turned out that the princess restrained the guy's sword, so I had a good beating!

Immediately the big man patted his knees and suddenly knelt down on one knee.

This time, not only Long Zhan, but also other geniuses in Shacheng looked at each other. They didn't expect such a thing to happen.

It turns out that this woman with outstanding temperament is not alone, but has some connection with that reckless man?

The big man said loudly:

"Little Gillian from the Shen'a tribe, meet the Duke"

and many more.

I haven't determined my identity as a princess yet. Is it too early to kneel down?

Thinking of this, the man raised his head and said tentatively:

"Um, your surname is yours."

"You are old, don't be disrespectful to fairies!"

Long Zhan, who was standing next to Murong Jingyan, suddenly spoke, but when he saw the big man's sidelong gaze, he quickly shrank behind Murong Jingyan, pulled his head and said:

"What are you looking at? My senior brother has gone to get the sword. I will chop you to death later."

公？

Princess?

Murong Jingyan on the side raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes.

Oh, this guy got the wrong person.

Very good!

Raising his head, Murong Jingyan's tone regained its coldness and said calmly:

"You don't even know my princess's name, so you dare to pretend to be her in public?"

"Is this how you do things?"

amount.

When asked this question, the big man was immediately confused and said: "I, of course I know the princess's name, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that I need to confirm the princess's identity."

"You? Do you still want to confirm the identity of this princess?"

Murong Jingyan pointed her fingers, put her hands on her hips and said:

"Tell me, how did you recognize this princess!"

The man hurriedly explained:

"The princess's vitality and blood are so strong that they are rarely seen in the world. Among all the women in the world, I am the only one who has this kind of vitality and blood, the Pearl of the Grassland, Yue Khan."

"I see." Murong Jingyan nodded upon hearing this.

Little Gillian slapped her head: "Huh?"

"So, you are little Gillian."

"what!"

Little Gillian was shocked.

"Princess, have you heard my name!?

"Well, not only have I heard your name, I also know that you are the little Gillian from the Shen'a tribe."

"Only you can see the difference in me."

Little Gillian was shocked.

Damn, she is such a princess.

Long Zhan, who was standing next to him, frowned when he heard this. He tilted his head and glanced at Murong Jingyan, then looked at little Gillian who was half-kneeling on the ground.

No, brother, you are a bit short-sighted. Didn’t you just say this yourself?

"Princess!"

"Little Gillian, get up."

"Princess, I was the first to find you!"

"You are very good. Come on, tell me where the others are, what they do and what they eat."

At the same time, Murong Jingyan was deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the mist of the Mirror Lake was rippling.

By the lakeside, a figure in black robe stared at Jinghu Lake without moving.

No one knew what was going on in his mind.

Thousands of miles away, on the bank of the river, another even more magnificent sand city stands here.

Half of the city collapsed, obviously after a fierce battle.

The altar in the city was not affected. At this moment, a figure stood with his hands behind his hands. His black silk was moving with the wind. Just standing there made people breathless.

At the foot of the altar, a group of monks stood in darkness.

The person who was trapped was a woman dressed as a foreigner.

She was half-kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, and obviously unable to stand up.

"Surrender or die."

A cold voice came from above the altar. The corner of the woman's mouth twitched slightly at the sound, and she looked up unwillingly.

The man looked down, his cold eyes with green light, like a goshawk hunting a deer, making people shudder.

It was none other than the leader of Dayan Academy, Yuan Chuang.

"Surrender? Bah."

"My skills are inferior to those of others. Just kill me."

".good."

The corner of Yuan Chuang's lips raised, and he was about to take action as soon as he finished speaking. The murderous intention he produced instantly was like a flood, which made the woman's face change slightly.

Reluctance, misery, and regret came to her heart, and she closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

At this moment, she was not actually thinking that her majestic Prairie Moon Khan would die here, feeling sorry for herself.

But

I shouldn't have messed with this guy.

"Wait!"

Suddenly a voice interrupted Yuan Chuang's killer move.

Yuan Chuang turned his face slightly, put away his murderous intention in time, adjusted his breath, and looked up at the only intact restaurant not far away.

High up in the restaurant, a feminine man held up a wine glass and said with a smile:

"Brother Chuang, this girl has the appearance of a fairy and a devil no matter what. Just stay with her, she will be useful."

"Besides, with Brother Chuang here to train her, this woman won't be able to cause any trouble."

Yuan Chuang closed his eyes slightly when he heard this.

Looking sideways at the pale foreign woman who had survived the disaster, Yuan Chuang waved his long sleeves, bowed to the top and said:

"According to what the prince said."

(End of this chapter)