Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 620 Returning to the gods and demons, a shocking feat! (3)
The three words neither light nor heavy carry an irresistible force.

Ling Wushuang paused, and a sharp luster flashed across her clear eyes, then turned around, curled her lips, and smiled lightly, "What advice does this young master have?"

After the snow-clothed man saw the woman's face clearly, surprise ripples flashed in those ink-splashed eyes, and his cherry-red thin lips spat out two words, "It's you."

Ling Wushuang's brows moved, but she didn't speak immediately, her red lips were lightly pursed into a beautiful lip line, she looked at the person in front of her secretly with the probing eyes of the man in the snow coat, and she quickly made sure that she never seen.

On the emerald green grass, the figure of the snow-clothed man instantly took away the brilliance of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

Long hair shawl, snow clothes not stained with dust, handsome face is indistinguishable, eyebrows are like distant mountains, eyes are like splashed ink, there is a trace like a drop of water on the white and pure forehead, and the expression on the face is smiling and indifferent between ups and downs.

The painting with ink and brush looks like a painting drawn with a light brush, like a banished fairy, so beautiful that it is not like ordinary people.

If Lou Junyan is the dangerous and dark flower of hell that dominates the world, then the person in front of him is the noble and untouched Bingshanlian, who is hidden from the world and refined enough to stand against each other. Each has its own merits, but they are evenly matched!
"It's you." The boy next to the snow-clothed man stared at Ling Wushuang for a long while, and made the same surprised sound.

this is not……

Ling Wushuang remained calm on her cold and beautiful face, but she became vigilant in her heart. She glanced at the young servant, her eyes met those eyes like splashed ink, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, no more, no less, and lightly Spit out two words, "You are?"

A master is definitely a strong man who can compete with Jun Yan, Jin Ling and others.

However, she had never seen this person before!

The snow-clothed man relaxed his brows lightly, suddenly smiled, nodded his head slightly, and at that moment, it seemed that the surrounding breeze softened a lot, "I'm sorry, but I just think that the girl is very similar to someone I know."

It seems to be three points similar, but completely different.

Ling Wushuang raised her brows lightly, but she was very short of time now, and the numerous worries in her heart prevented her from paying attention to the meaning of the man in snow clothes.

"That is to say, you have identified the wrong person." After Ling Wushuang spit out a sentence coldly, he turned and left without staying for a minute or a second.

Panlong Ridge will take some time from this place, so she has to hurry.

"Hey Hey hey!"

The servant next to the man in snow clothes waved desperately, but still failed to call Ling Wushuang back. They watched her fly and disappear in front of their eyes.

"Really!"

The young man in Tsing Yi stomped his feet as if venting his anger.

The man in snow flicked his sleeves and robe, raised his hand, his slender and clean fingers looked like finely carved jade in the sunlight, and signaled the boy in green to stop calling, but his eyes like splashed ink, Still looking at the place where Ling Wushuang disappeared.

The boy in green curled his lips, and looked sideways at the snow-clothed man beside him, "Master, isn't this the girl we saw last time in Star Continent? Why did she come here?"

Moreover, her strength can hardly be overstated.

More than a year ago, when we met in Xingchen Continent, she was just an insignificant saint, but now, even he can't see through it, and he is not sure to what extent.

"Do you also think she is very similar to Qingcheng?" The man in snow clothes lightly raised his brows, and the blue traces of dripping water suddenly glowed like water.

The young man in Tsing Yi, like the man in snow, has been looking at the direction where Ling Wushuang disappeared. Hearing this, he scratched his head and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I also think she is very similar to Princess Qingcheng, but it seems that there is something missing. Order something."

Princess Qingcheng is beautiful, but compared with this woman, Princess Qingcheng pales in comparison. Although there are two or three points of similarity, there is something inexplicably missing.

The cherry red lips of the man in the snow suit lightly pursed, "Qingcheng lacks the tenacity between her brows."

"Yes!" The young man in Tsing Yi slapped his head, and immediately smiled, "My lord, you are amazing, how do you know, that's what I wanted to say."

He is just stupid. Compared with this girl, Princess Qingcheng lacks the charm from the inside out. This girl has a unique temperament, and they all know that this Princess Qingcheng is just... …

The snow-clothed man glanced at the young man in green, and shook his head amusedly, "Let's go, I'm afraid Master is in a hurry."

"Okay." The boy in Tsing Yi nodded and responded quickly.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, there are many similarities in the world.

The man in snow clothes took one last look in the direction where Ling Wushuang disappeared. Under his slow steps, the spotless snow clothes slid with the wind and ran in the opposite direction of Ling Wushuang. In an instant, he disappeared in this area and could not be found. any trace.

The sun is shining brightly, the breeze is blowing, and the waves rippling by the lake reflect moving water waves in this unique forest.

The red sun in the sky slowly set down on the western mountain, and the night, like thick ink, gradually infiltrated the sky.

The huge mountain range is like a giant dragon running across this vast area, and the densely packed mountains around it look like ten thousand coiled dragons, worshiping the ultimate dragon, like the most devout believers.

The ancient buildings are built in the form of walking along the mountains. The heights are scattered, and the styles are also unique. The columnar shape rises above the numerous mountains. From a distance, it looks like an indestructible blockhouse. .

The mountains are continuous and undulating, and among them, the miasma valleys and canyons, a kind of strange atmosphere that is faintly present, flows slowly among these buildings.

On the outermost layer, the flowing energy shows that this area is firmly protected in a formation, and any disturbance will definitely cause it to vibrate.

"It's here."

Ling Wushuang was in the God Locking Tower, and the guard formations outside were useless to Ling Wushuang.

The invisible Suo Shen Pagoda is like a speck of dust, passing by with the wind, it couldn't be easier to escape here.

The city wall built on the stretching mountains of Panlong Ridge is like the Great Wall. There is a watchtower at ten steps, and a post at five steps. It can be seen that the guards outside Panlong Ridge are extremely strict, especially at such a critical moment. He didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Above the city tower, rows of soldiers in heavy helmets looked terrified.

Above Mokong, dark clouds billowed, and a white figure quietly revealed its outline. The thin red lips bent into a bloodthirsty arc, and slowly spit out a few words, cruel and cold, "Panlongling."

(End of this chapter)