Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 63 Disagree?Hit until served!

Chapter 63 Disagree?Hit until served!

Chapter 63: Dissatisfied?Hit until served!

Ling Xiyue swiped out with a stick, with an agile body like a jungle cheetah. When Ma Long didn't realize it at all, she reversed, turned sideways, and attacked with the stick from an angle where he was defenseless!
Like a bell hammering, the blow made him retreat a few steps, the force might be able to crush a big bell!

"Hmm—" Malone swallowed the blood that rose to his throat.

"Admit it?" Ling Xiyue pointed at her with a stick, "Just admit defeat."

Everyone was no longer surprised, only sighed.

But I have to say that General Malone is really a tough guy. Because of that face, he still refused to accept it, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It's just a small skill. I haven't seen any kind of battle for this general. Princess, you just like this." Do you want to do something?"

Ling Xiyue smiled, "Not only..."

"bump!"

A stick was knocked to the ground!
Now, Malone's mouth and nose are bleeding together...

The generals covered their faces, did they have to ask this question?

At this time, I don't want to use my limited IQ to think about how Ling Xiyue did it, and they all closed their eyes, it hurts to watch.

Ling Xiyue dragged the stick over, and only asked him, "Are you convinced or not?"

"Don't accept!" General Malone got up quickly, and he was angry. After living half his life, he was chased and beaten by a yellow-haired girl in the end, and he had no strength to fight back.

The moment Ma Long finished speaking, Ling Xiyue hit him flying with another stick.

"..."

All silent.

At this moment, Malone didn't have to worry about such issues as being restrained, because it was unnecessary at all. This was not a duel, but a unilateral beating and killing. Although it was a bit weird, it was indeed like a father beating his son.

"Are you convinced or not?" Ling Xiyue asked again.

Malone's mouth was full of blood, and Mou yelled with all his strength, "I don't accept it!"

"That's what I like." Ling Xiyue's eyes were full of smiles, and she swung her arm like a stick.

Dissatisfied?

Then fight until you are served!
"bump--"

When the stick went down, all five bodies fell to the ground, and the mouth gnawed at the mud.

In her previous life, as the leader of killers and the king of secret agents, when Ling Xiyue was training the 'recruit eggs', what kind of diehards did she not see?Just like this, when a stick falls fiercely, it can make you cry in pain, but you can still be alive and kicking.

In other words, even if you are seriously injured and dying, you will not die, let alone die, and you will not delay the next day's training at all... This is the most tormenting thing.

So don't look at Ling Xiyue's chaos under the stick, but he is actually picking the ground.

"Are you satisfied?"

"No, take it."

"I don't like it."

"Do not……"

So, Ling Xiyue's left stick followed by the right stick, and the scene of "cruel and inhumane" continued on the martial stage.

The generals who were watching the battle covered their eyes and blocked their ears.

"Hey, well, I think it's better to advise General Ma not to resist."

"I think now, the prince is better."

"Did the princess eat gunpowder?"

"Shh-"

……

It was only then that everyone discovered that their prince married not a harmless lamb, but a ferocious man-eating beast!

It is said that their princes have powerful wrists, strict military management, iron-blooded wrists and no mercy, they are simply the scariest demons. Ask them now, and they will surely tell everyone in tears that they have never seen a princess before, right?
In this way, I don't know how long it lasted...

Ling Xiyue hit Ma Long on the back of his knee with a stick!
"Submit, subdue, little ancestor, can't I be convinced!" Ma Long couldn't hold back and surrendered, feeling like his whole body was going to fall apart, but he didn't faint anyway. If he fainted, he wouldn't have to face this beast. Save yourself some face.

Malone's calculation was good, but let alone fainted, he didn't even have the slightest feeling of fainting.

Ling Xiyue raised her arms and swung the stick.

"I'm convinced, why do I still want to fight?" Ma Long stared, raised his hand to block, really scared of being beaten.

"Oh." Ling Xiyue paused and hit the road smoothly, without stopping the car, she smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear that just now."

Malone vomited blood, it was real.

He was not knocked out by Ling Xiyue's messy stick, but now he almost fainted from anger.

"If you hadn't said it earlier, then nothing would happen." Ling Xiyue threw a stick to the guard who had been waiting for a long time.

Malone was too stunned to say anything.

I knew?
If I had known earlier, he wouldn't be on stage, okay?

I have been beaten so badly that I am still able to move around freely. Is this the devil?
This time Malone was carried down.

Ling Xiyue patted the dust on her hands, looked around at the soldiers, "Who else wants to come up and experience it?"

"Wow—"

The sound of armor rubbing against each other, and the sound of stepping in unison.

But instead of going on stage, they took a step back!
Is the rumor that their princess is a waste before serious?

And who said that the fists and legs are embroidered, have you felt this gentle little show fist?If you don't feel it, you can go up and feel it.

Wei Qi was lucky enough to stand down as the first one, and Musi had to be supported by two people. Now General Malone had to be carried on a stretcher. Next time, they extremely doubted whether they would be able to survive.

Wei Qi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and suddenly felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.

Ling Xiyue raised her brows lightly.

"Cough-cough-"

Everyone stared at the sky, stared at the ground, coughed and pretended not to hear.

Ling Xiyue pursed her lips, "Then can the princess continue to stay here now?"

"Of course!"

"The princess is welcome to come to inspect at any time."

The generals nodded like pounding garlic, convinced, oral, that is from the toes to the tip of the hair are convinced!

Ling Xiyue smiled deeply.

No matter where, the fist is the last word.

No matter how many waste words there are, there is no practical fist. Strength is the most convincing thing.

If she wanted to go on with Bei Chenyan, she had to win the conviction of everyone around him. It would be a matter of time before she faced these people, otherwise there would be endless troubles. It was just done in advance. This method was also a little violent.

But if you hurt it once, you will have a long memory!
The generals were not only convinced, but also had infinite curiosity and admiration for Ling Xiyue, and surrounded her for advice.

So, when Bei Chenyan came back at noon, he saw this bizarre scene.

A grand master's chair was displayed right in front of the camp. His wife was lying comfortably in the shade, with fruit refreshments in her left hand, and someone fanning her in her right hand. There was someone serving her with a towel next to her, asking her if she was cold, and seeing if she was hot. .

"Princess, you just said how to change this bow, hey, I have a pig's brain, and I forgot in a blink of an eye."

"Princess, you said that my swordsmanship is always not improving. What is the problem? Please give me some pointers."

"Princess, I..."

"princess!"

……

The generals offered the young girl there as if offering sacrifices to their ancestors, "asking for warmth". The left mouthful of the princess's and the right mouthful of the princess's, calling it an intimacy.

"What's the situation?" Wei Tian, ​​who came back behind Bei Chenyan, was dumbfounded.

He had just been dispatched to work as a coolie for half a day, how did things change when he came back?
Who, He Tai, isn't he the one who complains the most, in the morning he was still lamenting why the lord fell in love with such an ugly girl, now that he is so attentive, that old face is almost smiling like a chrysanthemum!

Standing in the distance, Bei Chenyan narrowed his ice-blue handsome eyes.

The so-called what kind of master there is, what kind of subordinates, Bei Chenyan knows this group of subordinates very well, all of them are rebellious, their eyes are high above the top, apart from obeying his words, I am afraid that the emperor is coming No such treatment.

what's going on?
(End of this chapter)

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