Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 211
Jiang Han rode a Beiwan horse, which was a fine horse bred by the Gray Falcon tribe. It could travel [-] miles a day, and even on the black market, it was priceless.

He couldn't help thinking that being the son of the eldest princess would also benefit a lot. He wanted to ride this Beiwan horse for a long time, and I heard that riding on it didn't feel the shock.

In layman's terms, the shock absorber is very good.

Looking at it now, it really is.

There are two maids by his side, Hongluan and Qingluan. In fact, when he woke up in the morning, Jiang Han was startled, because when he woke up, he found a beauty lying next to him. It turned out to be Hongluan and Qingluan. He got up in a hurry, thinking that he drank too much yesterday and did something wrong.

After asking, I found out that nothing happened. Yesterday Jiang Han chatted with his mother for a long time, and fell asleep on the bed late at night. Unexpectedly, Shuang Luan, who had finished his busy work, also rested in his bedroom.

The mother's intention was very simple, that is to let these two personal maids follow Jiang Han, never leave, and also to avoid letting him go to the flower street to find flowers and ask willows.

Although the prestige of the royal family is not as good as before, basic dignity is still required.

If Jiang Han stayed overnight in Liu Lane, it would not be good to hear the news.

"The young master is still angry about what happened yesterday, but the two slaves also obeyed the princess' orders, and worried that the young master would be empty and lonely in the middle of the night, so..." Hong Luan immediately stepped forward and said with a smile.

The way he laughed, swayed like a flower branch, his winking eyes were like silk, staring at Jiang Han firmly, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Han in one bite.

Qingluan next to her was still as usual, she looked around vigilantly.

"Since nothing happened, don't mention this matter again." Jiang Han said.

"There is someone in front." Qingluan said, her hand was already on the saber at her waist, and her thumb was touching the sword, ready to draw the sword to kill at any time.

And Jiang Han also saw in the distance, a group of people in fiery red light armor were surrounding a chain bridge. In the middle of the chain bridge was a man in sackcloth and a bamboo hat. The man was carrying two knives. , looked around coldly.

The man's imposing manner is impressive, but the soldiers around him are no less impressive, and they are all in the out-of-body stage.

"Yanwuwei?" Qingluan frowned.

Jiang Han glanced at her: "Is it the warriors from Zhenfu Division?"

"Zhenfusi, Dongchang, and Xichang, these are the three major powers other than the royal family, and Zhenfusi is directly under His Majesty, and has the right to kill the enemy first and then attack the enemy." Qingluan said.

"Master, don't tell me you want to join in the fun." Hong Luan laughed, with an infatuated look and affectionate eyes.

Jiang Han got off his horse and sat on a stone slab: "Is there any watermelon?"

"Yes." Hongluan pulled down the neckline. It turned out that there was a storage necklace around her neck. She squeezed the pendant, and suddenly a silver plate appeared in her hand, with half a watermelon on it, "Xiao Qing , let me borrow your sword."

"My sword is for killing." Qingluan was dissatisfied.

"Don't you want to ruin the young master's elegant mood of eating melons and watching theatre?"

"you……"

Qingluan's mouth skills were not as good as Hongluan's, so he had to swipe his long sword "shua, shua, shua" for a while, and half a watermelon suddenly became ten petals.

Jiang Han picked up a piece and took a big bite: "It's so sweet."

Hongluan wiped the corners of Jiang Han's mouth with a clean handkerchief.In the distance, the man in the bamboo hat suddenly unfolded his two swords and jumped up on the iron cable bridge, like a dragon rising from a flat bottom. With his two swords crossed, he only pounced on a Yanwuwei with a bronze medal on his waist.

Yan Wuwei opened his eyes wide, and suddenly swung his saber to block.

clang!
There was a thunderous sound like a bell, and the ground seemed to be shaken.

The man with two swords said: "How dare Yan Wuwei, a bronze medalist, stand in my way? Court death!"

In this way, the man with two swords took advantage of the victory to pursue again.

At this time, the silver medalist Yan Wuwei who had been standing at the bridge suddenly made a move. He swung a knife, and a knife gang appeared out of thin air, and killed the man with two swords.

The man with two swords widened his eyes, and suddenly used the scabbard to block it, but he was also blown away!
He took three steps back, all the hats on his head were broken, revealing a mangy bald head.

"Chen Rulei, you can't run away anymore. Master Lu has ordered you to rectify the Fa right there!" Silver Medal said.

Hongluan on one side explained next to Jiang Han: "Young master, there are gold, silver and bronze in Yanwuwei. There are eight gold medalists, known as the Eight Tigers of Yanwuwei. All of them have extraordinary skills. There are 36 people with silver medals and one with bronze medals." One hundred and eight people, as for their leader, it is Lu Bing, the commander, who is also from Jiangcheng, and is a fellow of the son."

Outside Shuang Luan always called Jiang Han the son, after all, calling His Highness directly would cause unnecessary trouble.

"Lu Bing?" Jiang Han thought the name was familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

Qingluan added on the side: "Chen Rulei, the criminal on the arrest warrant, this person is running around in various states, committing crimes, killing people like hemp, taking advantage of the unstable situation in the world, looting everywhere, taking pleasure in killing, he is a heinous devil , this person's cultivation is somewhat perfect."

On the bridge, Chen Rulei, who had lost his bamboo hat, gritted his teeth and looked around. He cursed at the silver medal: "You dog slaves, you work for a dog emperor who is addicted to wine and sex all day long. A month's salary is not as good as what I snatched in one night." What, why are you doing this?"

"If you dare to be disrespectful to the Holy Majesty, the crime will be added to the crime, kill!" The silver medalist Yan Wuwei kneaded his mustache, and then drew his sword and was about to strike.

Unexpectedly, Chen Rulei suddenly took out a cross dart from his arms and threw it towards the silver medal. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Han who was eating melon in the distance, and laughed loudly: "Where is the son from? Your Beiwanma ... I laughed it off!"

As he said that, Chen Rulei slashed at Jiang Han with two swords in parallel, like a tide, but Jiang Han was still eating melons.

The pupils of the silver medal shrank suddenly: "Huh? Shuangluan from Princess Changle's Mansion? Could it be that this young master..."

He immediately thought of a serious situation. Shuangluan's beautiful name is also well-known in the capital. Usually Shuangluan is to protect the eldest princess's safety, but the young man in front of him is somewhat similar to the eldest princess. A son, do you mean...

"Protect that young master Zhouquan, Yanwu Divine Crossbow!" Yin Pai roared.

The surrounding bronze medalists and even the unlicensed Yanwuwei took out their crossbows one after another, but it took time to set up the arrows, but Chen Rulei's double knives were faster than their arrows.

Jiang Han stood up under the eyes of everyone, and threw back the cloak on his body, just in time for Hongluan to catch him,
And he also took advantage of the opportunity to throw the watermelon rind towards the distance, and the watermelon rind just landed at Chen Rulei's feet.

Chen Rulei was dumbfounded: "Is there a mistake?!"

He lost his balance and slid towards Jiang Han like skating, twisting his body like ears of wheat blown repeatedly by strong winds.

Puchi!

(End of this chapter)