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Chapter 113 Descendants of Ancient Beasts?

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating the Martial King Sanchong Tianqing Wan'er, the reward experience is 400000000."

Qing Wan'er obviously couldn't accept this sudden change, why did her trump card appear so fragile in front of Zhao Wushuang, and she didn't even last three breaths?
"Let go of me!" Even in the face of death, Qing Wan'er still didn't have the slightest expression of wanting to submit, she was still arrogant, and her words carried an unquestionably superior tone.

Zhao Wushuang smiled disdainfully: "I hope you can figure out who is the prisoner and who is the master now. If your tone makes me feel uncomfortable, I will crush your neck without hesitation. Do you want to try it? "

"You!" Qing Wan'er stared at her beautiful eyes, the thunder on the Thunder Prison Qilin's arm swept across her whole body, making her whole body numb, and now that she was captured by Zhao Wushuang, feeling the power in her palm made her dare not have the slightest thought of resistance, It's just that she was so proud that she didn't want Zhao Wushuang to see her embarrassing situation.

Because from the beginning, Qing Wan'er looked down on him very much, whether it was from birth or strength, he probably didn't even have the role to carry her shoes.

But the reality gave her a slap in the face. Zhao Wushuang was not only strong, but also too strong. He also comprehended a special artistic conception, and what he comprehended was indeed an extremely terrifying killing artistic conception. This artistic conception has not been seen in Tianyuan Dynasty for a long time. appeared.

"If you want to kill me, you'd better think about the consequences, my brother Qing Xuanqin will not let you go." Qing Wan'er threatened, with a cold light in her eyes.

"How dare you threaten me now? Are you afraid that I will break your neck in a fit of anger?" Zhao Wushuang had an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Then give it a try." Qing Wan'er raised her head like a proud swan, and what Zhao Wushuang dislikes the most is these women, who put on a posture that is more noble than anyone else, as if they don't know who they are. Like a prisoner.

Outsiders can't see what's going on in the Extreme Spirit Secret Realm, but if Qing Wan'er dies in his hands, outsiders will definitely be able to see the changes in points. Killing her is tantamount to offending the Tianyuan Dynasty. Such a thing Zhao Wushuang Although he is not afraid, it will cause a lot of trouble, at least for him now, it is a lot of trouble.

"What's your relationship with Qingxuanqin?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

"Why should I tell you?" Qing Wan'er was secretly pleased, since Zhao Wushuang asked this, it meant that he had concerns.

"Don't tell me? Even if you don't tell me, I should be able to guess that Qingxuanqin, as one of the princes, wants to fight for the throne for no reason in the emperor's family, but you are just a princess, and your status is far inferior to that of a male. , and one more thing, even if I kill you and your good brother comes to avenge him, he is not my opponent." Zhao Wushuang's face was filled with a strong confidence.

"Hehe, just you?" Qing Wan'er laughed mockingly.

"Yes, just me, if you don't believe me, I can let you bring this news to your good brother, and you, as a witness, I will not kill you now, but there is a question you must answer me, as a buyer On the condition of your life." Zhao Wushuang let go of his right arm and said slowly.

Feeling the disappearance of the strength on her neck, Qing Wan'er let out a long sigh of relief, she still saved her life.

"What's the problem?" Qing Wan'er subconsciously asked.

"I can tell, look at the joyful look on the face when you saw this little red bird, if I guessed correctly, you should know its origin." Zhao Wushuang took out the little red bird from his arms, The little bird whose throat was plucked by Zhao Wushuang just now looked extremely sluggish, and couldn't muster the strength to escape at all, and stayed in his arms all the time.

"I don't know." Qing Wan'er's eyes lit up, and she shook her head slowly.

"I don't know?" Zhao Wushuang smiled slightly, looked at the little red bird in his hand, and his heart moved.

"I said I wouldn't kill you, but I didn't say I wouldn't do anything to you. I think the scenery here is pretty good. It would be a good thing to have a fight with you here. I can still go to your royal family to propose marriage sometime, what do you think?" Zhao Wushuang glanced at her proud body, and had to say that a 19-year-old girl in this world has already developed to such an extent, matched with her proud The face, maybe it's really exciting.

"How dare you!" Qing Wan'er felt a sense of fear in her heart, her beautiful eyes glared at Zhao Wushuang angrily.

"Why don't you dare? No one outside here can see it. If the raw rice is cooked and cooked, maybe I can still see our children when I go to propose marriage. Wouldn't it be great?" Zhao Wushuang laughed loudly.

"Shameless." Qing Wan'er spat hard with a look of disgust.

"So what about being shameless? It's not that I didn't give you a chance. If you don't say it, I will consider doing it." Zhao Wushuang put his hands on his own clothes, and slowly pulled them away, revealing the strong muscles inside his body , and four tattoos of different colors on his chest.

Seeing this, Qing Wan'er subconsciously took a few steps back, with horror on her face, she finally realized that Zhao Wushuang was not joking, and with his brazenness, maybe he would really do such a thing to her.

The fate of a princess in a dynasty is to marry into another country as a tool for marriage. If she loses her virginity here, she will be discriminated against when she returns to the royal family. Not only her, but also her mother's lineage position will be lost.

"What? Why don't you say anything? Then I'm here." Zhao Wushuang smiled evilly, threw the clothes on the side, and was about to untie his pants.

"Bastard." Qing Wan'er wanted to gnash her silver teeth, she looked at Zhao Wushuang's face with hatred, as if she wanted to remember it in her mind.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Qing Wan'er finally agreed to compromise after pondering for a while.

"I promised earlier, I took off all my clothes, it's so cold here, what should I do if I catch a cold later." Zhao Wushuang sighed, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on again.

Qing Wan'er simply stopped bickering with Zhao Wushuang, if she said something more, maybe Zhao Wushuang would continue to do something outrageous to her.

This is the first time I have been deflated in front of others when I grow up so old, which man is not obedient to himself?It is not an exaggeration to say that those who want to pursue her can line up from the imperial city to Sucheng.

Qing Wan'er straightened her thoughts, and then said: "I saw this kind of monster in a classic, judging from its appearance and the color of its feathers, it should be a descendant of an ancient mythical beast."

"What? The descendant of the beast, just this little bird?" Zhao Wushuang looked at the little bird in his hand in a little surprise. Apart from being more comfortable to touch, it doesn't seem to have any other characteristics, right?

"That's right, but it's just my guess, so I want to see clearly." Qing Wan'er stared at the little red bird on Zhao Wu's hands, her heart skipped a beat.

"The descendant of what kind of beast?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

"Suzaku."

(End of this chapter)