Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 286 Might Be Useful
The atmosphere gradually became tense.

The gray-robed man in front of him was full of killing and evil.

The confrontation between the two brothers, but there is only a huge gap in strength.

Yun Weilan stood on one side and frowned.

It would be fine if Wen Moqian was killed, but the Buddhist voice fell into the hands of the Beiyue national teacher.

It is not so easy to get the Buddha's voice from Wen Moqian, but it is not so easy to get the Buddha's voice from the Beiyue Guoshi...

Her eyes were serious, and she squinted at the man beside her again.

She is now standing still, unable to move, not even turning her neck.

The man beside him didn't respond, and was probably waiting for him to strangle Wen Moqian to death.

Killing Wen Moqian would benefit him a lot.

But time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Nobody spoke.

Quiet.

Sudden……

tick-

The water droplets on the stone wall slowly dripped down, and the two of them moved in an instant.

The man who was holding onto Wen Moqian's neck was suddenly pushed away by an inexplicable force, and he took several steps back, his arms were too numb to lift.

As for Wen Moqian, his body only swayed a bit, but he stood still slightly.

His pupils turned red again.

Seeing his changes, Wen Moyan's eyes narrowed, and he let out a cold snort: "Wen Moqian!"

Dare to use pupil technique to deal with him, this is enough to show that Wen Moqian is now fully capable of using such pupil technique.

Although Wen Moqian counterattacked, the restraint on Yun Weilan's body was completely lifted, her legs went numb, and she took a few steps back until Qian Feihan supported her behind her.

She turned to look at him.

There was no change in the man's indifferent eyes.

The two brothers on that side also suddenly fought, refusing to give in to each other.

Qingxuan leaned close to Yun Weilan and Qian Feihan, and whispered, "Crown Princess, why don't we wait for the opportunity to snatch the Buddha's voice?"

It's just that the two brothers are not giving in to each other now, and even the strength of the counterattack is almost the same, so that it is difficult to tell who wins and who loses.

Yun Weilan stared at the moves of the two brothers, and said softly: "Observe first and then talk."

She had long thought of reaping the benefits of being a fisherman, but at the moment, it might be difficult to do so in this situation.

Waited for a while...

The two are still fighting.

The most helpless thing was that the subordinates following Wen Moyan stood aside and watched, not planning to intervene to help.

After going back and forth, the two of them couldn't tell the winner.

Yun Weilan felt puzzled.

When he first came in, the North Vietnamese national teacher was very arrogant, and no one saw what he did, so people could not move.

On the contrary, at this moment, the two of them were fighting like this, but Wen Moyan didn't see any more ruthless moves, which was puzzling.

It suddenly occurred to her that it was very likely that Wen Moqian used some means to restrict his brother's use of witchcraft.

She grabbed Qian Feihan's big hand.

"Little brother, look at how hard they are fighting, why not help them."

The man turned to look at her, "Wait a minute."

Bad shot now.

Coupled with the fact that Wen Moqian hadn't been disabled yet, he really didn't want to help Wen Moqian deal with the Beiyue State Teacher.

After all, although South Vietnam and North Vietnam are very close geographically, a mountain range separates the two countries, so there are very few exchanges between the two countries.

But in terms of national strength, North Vietnam is clearly above South Vietnam.

Yun Weilan didn't know what he was waiting for when he said he would wait.

until--

Boom!

This time, Wen Moqian was blasted several feet away by Wen Moyan's palm, so that he fell on the stone wall and slipped.

"National teacher, are you okay?" It was only at this moment that the subordinate behind Wen Moyan made a sound.

Wen Moyan gave a cold snort of disdain, brushed off the gray robe on his body, and walked towards his younger brother.

"I took the Buddha's voice. However, I will not take away your eyes today."

The pupil technique has been taken away, even if Wen Moqian's eyes are gouged out, he can't get back his pupil technique ability.

Wen Moqian...

Sooner or later he'll take care of this kid.

Holding the Buddha's voice, he cast a disdainful glance at Wen Moqian who fell to the ground, then turned and left.

"National Teacher of Beiyue, stay here!" Yun Weilan uttered immediately when he saw that the person had left.

It seems that Wen Moqian is still not good at martial arts, and he was dealt with so quickly.

On the other hand, Wen Moyan was just panting slightly, and he was not injured.

Wen Moyan's footsteps paused.

"Princess Concubine, what's the matter?" He raised his brows, and the scar on his cheek also became a bit wicked.

This girl, isn't she afraid of death?

If he doesn't make a sound to keep him, he can spare her life.

If you speak out to stay now, isn't it courting death?
Facing the man's probing gaze, Yun Weilan just glanced at the Buddhist music in his hand, and smiled slightly: "Shall we make a deal?"

"Deal?" The man curled his lips in disdain.

"That's right, the Buddhist music you have is actually of no use to you, the national teacher, right? It's purely for angering your younger brother. Why don't you just give it to me and I'll help you..."

"Weilan!" Wen Moqian called Yun Weilan to stop, and interrupted her roughly.

She can't negotiate terms with this man!
She probably didn't know that this man was the one who killed her from the very beginning!

Yun Weilan glanced at him lightly, "Shut up, don't talk."

"Good brother, what else do you want to say? This woman is not your woman, or, do you want to give me back my eyes now?"

Wen Mo gritted his teeth.

Seeing his younger brother's angry appearance, Wen Moyan was overjoyed, and looked at Yun Weilan with great interest: "So, what conditions does the Crown Princess want to negotiate with me?"

"I heard that the regent of North Vietnam has a very strong anorexia. Your Buddhist music is to cure anorexia for the regent, right? It's just that, according to what I read in the book, this thing can't cure it. I have a wonderful idea. square."

Wen Moyan was a little surprised when she said that suddenly.

Qian Feihan frowned, and turned her head to look at her daughter-in-law.

Strange to say, how did she know that the regent of North Vietnam had anorexia?

Feeling his gaze, Yun Weilan calmed down and said, "Does the national teacher think this is a loss? If it's not a loss, then we'll each get what we need from this business."

"Oh?" Wen Moyan thought about it, and glanced at his younger brother indifferently.

It's not for the younger brother to give an answer, but simply because the younger brother seems to care about this woman.

This deal...can be done!

"Okay." He agreed, and handed her the Buddhist voice in his hand.

Yun Weilan didn't expect him to be so straightforward all of a sudden, and directly handed the Buddha's voice to herself, and she hasn't given the magic formula yet?
She didn't reach out to take it, for fear of being cheated.

Until the taciturn man beside him reached out and took the dark thing.

"Miaofang, after ten days, I will personally go to the Prince's residence to pick it up, remember?"

"Oh, after all, this magic recipe needs to be present in person, otherwise how do you know it's a magic recipe?"

Wen Moyan suddenly laughed, "However, the princess is a straightforward person. I will tell the regent."

(End of this chapter)