Marry instead, favor the first princess

Chapter 342 This has nothing to do with her anymore 1
As for Hua Ling, he didn't want her to be hurt.

In order to prevent the blood oath from happening, the lord put the princess by his side... and he also used the same method, in order to prevent the flower spirit from losing his life, he also put Murong Wan by his side.

The smile on Murong Wan's face froze slightly, so she had no choice but to pass the tea to the servant beside her... Standing on it for a long time, Wucheng's concern for that dead child made her feel jealous again and again.

However, no matter what, there is a large age difference between them, and the situation she is worried about should not happen... She has always had a high-sighted person, and there are endless people who propose marriage, but she has never put anyone in front of her. bottom of my heart.

Except for the person in front of him, he has the mysterious prophecy ability.

Originally, she was still thinking about how to get close to him, but she didn't know that God gave her such a gracious opportunity.

As long as she can become his apprentice and get along with him every day, she will naturally win the moon soon... Therefore, in today's competition, she must win no matter what, and it is best to get rid of that dead child together.

Thinking about announcing accidental injury at the end, no one dared to blame her.

After waiting for some people to sit down, Wucheng looked up at the sky... When the right time came, Hua Ling and Murong Wan both entered the stage.

The moment they saw the comparison between the two, everyone almost decided that Hua Ling had lost, and they were thinking about what kind of abilities a child could have... After the competition started, they changed their views one by one. .

"Don't think that I will let you go because you are young!"

After Murong Wan glanced at Hua Ling, he added a sentence full of disdain.

Hua Ling smiled leisurely, a trace of maturity and stability that did not belong to her flashed across her face... Looking at the woman standing in front of her, the corners of her lips raised a touch of disgust: "Murong Wan, I hate you, and Wucheng also hates you... maybe I will lose to you, but you may not be like me!"

"You... look at the sword!"

Murong Wan was enraged by Hua Ling, she moved her hand suddenly, the hilt of the sword came out of the sheath, and a bright light streaked across the air.

The next moment, Murong Wan took the sword and stepped forward to attack Hua Ling.

Seeing that Hua Ling was not in a hurry, her whole small body turned around in mid-air, avoiding Murong Wan's attack... At the same time, she also drew out the sword in her hand, and fought with Murong Wan one time.

"A child's strength is really small..."

When the two swords collided, there were waves of vibrations, causing Hua Ling to feel a little pain in his palm... He muttered dissatisfiedly in his heart, and raised his eyes, only to see Murong Wan coming forward again with hatred on his face.

In terms of force, she can only escape, but not fight it.

However, what if you change the style of play?

Thinking of this, a sly smile flashed across Hua Ling's eyes... The next moment, her slender little finger pointed at a place where no one was looking, and gestured closely together, then her thumb and middle finger touched each other, and she pointed towards Murong Wan who was coming up. One shot.

Immediately, Murong Wan's whole body was forced to stop in place.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hua Ling stepped forward with the sword, and was about to touch Murong Wan's neck... All the people present were staring at this moment with bated breath, unable to believe what they saw.

At this moment, Wucheng's cold voice passed through his thoughts.

Ming Yue was also slightly taken aback, she didn't know why she had suddenly developed to this point, Murong Wan seemed to be frozen by something, unable to move her body... At the same time, she gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that her previous worries were indeed overdone.

On the other hand, when Hua Ling received Wucheng's reminder tone, her little mouth pouted unhappily... The next moment, she flicked her finger at Murong Wan again, making her regain herself.

After that, although Murong Wan didn't know what was going on just now, he rushed forward with a sword in his face... Because of the previous promise to Wucheng, Hua Ling had no choice but to pretend not to be able to accept Murong Wan's tricks. Flipping in the air, he took a step back again and again.

"I lost……"

Hua Ling blinked her playful eyes, and there was a trace of clarity in her voice.

Murong Wan was slightly taken aback, Hua Ling had already turned her body away, and wanted to go up... At this moment, Murong Wan's heart flashed with viciousness, and then he jumped forward, pointing his sharp sword at Hua Ling behind.

"Flower spirit be careful..."

Mingyue immediately stood up from her seat, and her whole heart was already pulled up.

Soon, a piece of white flashed before his eyes, but it was Mo Shangchen who jumped down from the sky, obviously to prevent Murong Wan from hurting Hua Ling... Mingyue also didn't care about anything, and hurriedly stretched out her right hand. Wrist, hook the lower part to borrow strength and go down.

After listening to Mingyue's call, Hua Ling turned around unprepared.

"go to hell!"

Murong Wan muttered three words silently from his lips, put all his strength on the sharp sword, and then attacked Hualing with the sword in one fell swoop.

Everything happened in an instant, so there was no time to stop it.

The sharp sword seemed to be alive, until it pierced the flower spirit's chest... Immediately, a lot of blood flowed out from it, soaking the bright yellow clothes, and the small body slowly fell down.

Mingyue lost her voice, and her whole body was a little limp, so that she completely forgot that she was in mid-air.

At the critical moment, Mo Shangchen turned around and brought her over with his luck, and then brought her to the stage... Although Murong Wan was certain, Hua Ling was the maidservant of Prince Chen's mansion after all, so seeing her Seeing them coming, he couldn't help taking a step back.

"Flower Spirit... what's wrong with you... don't scare the beautiful mother..."

With the help of Mo Shangchen, Mingyue arrived at Hualing's side, leaned down and took Hualing into her arms tremblingly.

Where it started, it was blood red.

There was a moment of silence all around, everyone had different expressions... After that, Wucheng came down next, naturally with the same worry and anxiety, he glanced at Murong Wan again, a flash in his heart Bursts of anger.

"Go away...you are not qualified to touch her..."

Seeing Wucheng coming, Mingyue clasped Hu Hualing tightly with both hands.

"Girl, the flower spirit needs treatment..."

Mo Shangchen couldn't bear to watch, but he still reminded him aloud.

"Treat...Fusu...take her to find Fusu..."

Mingyue murmured, feeling a sense of loss, just like when Hongxiu left her.

Hua Ling has already fallen into a coma, her small face is full of paleness, and she has faintly lost her breath of life... Soon, Moran and Lefeng came forward two by two, and carefully took it from Mingyue's hand. flower spirit.

Mo Shangchen supported Mingyue to follow behind, and when passing by Murongwan's side, Mingyue's heart was full of hatred... The next moment, the gold thread on her right wrist wrapped around Murongwan's neck , Seeing that he was about to sink into the flesh and blood.

"Girl, calm down."

A faint persuasion came, and Mo Shangchen reached out to block Mingyue's golden thread.

Tears were a little uncontrollable, but she still kept the last sliver of reason, and finally she was very reluctant to take back the golden thread... Finally, she glanced at Wucheng behind, and a sarcastic smile burst from the corner of her mouth: "Wucheng Cheng, is this the apprentice you chose? If so, I will never let Hua Ling see you again in the future!"

After finishing her sentence, Mingyue wiped her tears with her hand, but saw the blood on her sleeve again... She was thinking about Hua Ling, and without wasting any time, she hurriedly followed behind, her footsteps a little unsteady.

Mo Shangchen looked at the back of Mingyue gradually going away, a icy breath flashed in his deep eyes, against the background of three thousand white hairs, it made people feel bone... After a while, he saw his palm stretched out towards Murong Wan, So fast it's almost imperceptible.

The next moment, Murong Wan, who was originally dazed, had a painful look on his face, and he couldn't stand still trembling... Gradually, he felt a force flowing from his body, and he looked at Mo Shangchen full of fear. Go, only to find that he is no longer in front of him.

Turning his eyes sideways, he saw a white shadow gradually drifting away.

While the pain was unbearable, I felt a sense of resentment and uneasiness spreading... Her martial arts, he actually abolished her martial arts, making her unable to use them in the future, how could he be so cruel, what right did he have to do so !

But faintly, Murong Wan had a little bit of fear about it again, so she didn't have the courage to say anything at this moment... The aura emanating from the Seventh Prince just now made her feel that death was approaching.

(End of this chapter)