The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

The four looked at each other, speechless.

His gaze was like a deep pool, if she fell into it, she would not be able to turn over.

Su Yueming suddenly felt that his heart was tight, and he felt like he was going to be overwhelmed. However, he needed to delay time and distract him, so even if it was hypocrisy or deception, he didn't care so much.

Finally, she pursed her lips and said——

"Great Qin's bullying the few with more will actually damage the prestige of the Great King of the Northern Court. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the people of the world?"

Murong Canghai smiled, "Who dares to laugh at you."

Such a savage tone, as if he was already the supreme in this world, Su Yueming took a deep breath, and she won the first round of the battle!

She bowed her head and remained silent.

This time, it was Murong Canghai's turn to speak. He looked at Su Yueming with burning eyes, saw that she was still wearing her sachet on her battle robe, and asked——

"What about the three withered flowers?"

Su Yueming's eyes froze for a moment, why was he always thinking about those three Mo Miao withered flowers?

"You didn't take it out and threw it away," he asked.

Su Yueming shook his head, "I have never opened this sachet before."

Only then did Murong Canghai nodded in satisfaction, "Never lose them."

On this battlefield full of evil spirits and shadows of swords, lights and swords, he actually acted as if nothing happened, without blinking his eyes, and said to her these things that can only be said in private.

In the distance, he was besieged by more and more soldiers, so the crown prince, who was at a loss for doppelgängers, was always clenched in his heart, worried about Su Yueming's safety.

His subordinates moved faster, and more and more people fell down, but more and more people besieged him, like ants swarming out, endlessly.

The circle of encirclement of Song Chengru and Song Siyuan's father and son has quietly and slowly formed.

Because Su Yueming was in front of him, his eyes never left her. Su Yueming stood here to distract him on purpose. She succeeded, and Murong Canghai didn't realize it until the encircling circle became smaller and smaller.

However, it was too late!The advantage on the battlefield has quietly shifted to Da Zhou's side.

Su Yueming finally let out a deep breath.

And when Murong Canghai found out that his soldiers were being circled, his eyes slowly darkened, his eyes fixed on Su Yueming, and he asked in a non-panic tone——

"This is the beauty trick that Xuanyuan Qihuang taught you to use?"

Hearing his cynical and nonchalant tone, Su Yueming suddenly felt a pain in her heart, she swallowed the pain hard, and said——

"Soldiers never tire of deceit."

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller!

In the distance, she heard the voices of Song Chengru and Song Siyuan ordering a fire attack.

"Hahahaha..." Murong Canghai didn't defend immediately, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, the laughter permeated the air, and there was a bit of desolate sadness, "Su Yueming, Su Yueming, what a soldier who never tires of cheating!"

His gaze seemed to set her on fire.

Su Yueming turned the horse's head and rode back to the Prince's side.

She felt the sight behind her head that could destroy her, and she ordered herself not to turn back, not to turn back!

They were born enemies, they were born opposites!

When the prince noticed the change in the form on the field, he finally understood Su Yueming's intentions, and a smile appeared on his magnificent face.

The soldiers forming the encirclement all held longbows and shot the burning rocket into the circle. After shooting out, the archers immediately squatted down and blocked the attack from Daqin's side with the shields of the soldiers in the front row. ***.