Flourishing age's Medical concubine

While they were talking, the following fight was over. The machete in Princess Lingxiang's hand drew a gorgeous arc, and a clean knife fell on the guard's hand. Suddenly, the knife fell to the ground, and blood flowed all around.

Princess Lingxiang took back her machete, raised her eyebrows, looked at Xiao Qianwei and said, "King Zheng, it seems that your guard is not very good? Please give me some advice."

Xiao Qianwei's face is even more ugly. He is not very good at martial arts, but he still knows some about the skill of his guard. At least, definitely better than him. Since his bodyguard can't beat the South Vietnamese princess, he can't be her opponent. However, if he refused to fight, it would only make people feel that he was cowardly. But if he loses the battle... A prince who can't even beat a woman... "Xiao Qianwei was in a dilemma for a moment.

Seeing his silence, Princess Lingxiang couldn't help laughing. "We Nanyue people say whether we dare or not is more important than whether we can. It seems that... Daxia people don't seem to be like this." then Princess Lingxiang shrugged with regret and sent the bloody Sabre back to the scabbard at her waist, "in this case, the princess can't force the prince."

"Ben Wang..."

"I'll fight with you!" a loud voice sounded with some anger. Xiao qianjiong pushed aside the crowd and came angrily. Xiao qianjiong snorted, looked at Princess Lingxiang with some disgusted eyebrows, sneered and said, "where's the girl film that dares to show off in Jinling imperial city? But you dare to bully people who don't practice martial arts? Why don't you say you want to compete in the palace in the morning."

Princess Lingxiang was not angry. The South Vietnamese Prince smiled and said, "it's your Highness the fourth prince."

Xiao qianjiong snorted, raised his feet and kicked up the sabre that had just landed. He shook gently, and the tip of the sabre pointed directly at Princess Lingxiang, "come to war."

Princess Lingxiang looked at Xiao qianjiong with great interest and said with a smile, "I heard that the fourth Prince is very heroic on the battlefield. It looks more interesting than the third prince. Please."

"This girl will stir up discord." Lin Changfeng sighed in the teahouse. "Can the fourth Prince beat this girl? How do I think it's so mysterious."

Wei Junmo frowned slightly and shook his head. "It's worse." Xiao qianjiong's ability to practice martial arts is general. Even the Taichu emperor attaches importance to martial arts, it's not to compare with others. This is a move to kill the enemy on the battlefield. As long as it is brave and fast enough, it is enough to practice some moves to kill the enemy. Xiao qianjiong has only studied his really advanced martial arts for a few years. In recent years, he has often fought abroad. He has no Kung Fu to practice martial arts seriously. How can he not compare with the princesses and princesses of the South Vietnamese royal family who have practiced martial arts since childhood.

Nangong Xu frowned and asked, "what do they want to do?"

Qin Zixu smiled: "Maybe... You want to show off your force. Your majesty has just ascended the throne, and the North Yuan is not flat. In recent years, he will never easily start troops elsewhere. Why don't these people want to take the opportunity to get a little cheaper? You don't know those people in the court. They don't know what's wrong. They shout every day that peace is the most precious thing in the kingdom of heaven. If you see the amazing force of the other party, it will be even more important Peace is precious. "

Lin Changfeng has a toothache. "So we still have to give this group a bully." Jian Qiuyang said with a smile: "now it's someone else who is bullying us."

Xiao qianjiong's martial arts are obviously much better than that of the bodyguard, and the fight becomes more and more intense. The onlookers cheer for Xiao qianjiong and drink tea. After a few moves, Princess Lingxiang finally takes Xiao qianjiong seriously. The South Vietnamese prince who is watching the war also looks more serious. In addition to the ignorant king of Chu, he In fact, they don't pay much attention to the other three sons of the Taichu emperor. The second prince is not much better than ordinary people, and the third prince doesn't even dare to fight. However, the fourth Prince is quite fierce. I heard that he likes to take the lead in the battlefield and is a brave prince.

In the twinkling of an eye, the two have been fighting for hundreds of times. Xiao qianjiong looks more and more dignified, and the knife in her hand is dancing like a tiger. Princess Lingxiang holds the machete tightly, and Xiao qianjiong has great strength. Every time the blade collides, it almost makes her tiger's mouth ache, but... It's not enough!

Princess Lingxiang's eyes flashed a glimmer of spirit. She turned her backhand and cut the machete straight towards the blade in Xiao qianjiong's hand. Xiao qianjiong subconsciously raised his knife to block it. When the two knives collided, only a clear sound came, and the in Xiao qianjiong's hand unexpectedly broke from the middle. Xiao qianjiong was surprised. It was too late to get out again. Princess Lingxiang grabbed the front step and took a step The palm concentrated and fell out.

Xiao qianjiong only has an ordinary bodyguard style sabre in his hand, but Princess Lingxiang has a rare sabre in her hand. She has been fighting for some time. Now Princess Lingxiang easily seized the opportunity to cut it off with a knife. Therefore, it is necessary to carry her habitual weapons with you at any time, otherwise she will fight Xiao Like Qian Jiong, when he went to the battlefield, he found that he had forgotten to bring his knife. Finally, he lost very depressed.

Seeing his sister's victory again, the South Vietnamese Prince laughed even more proudly.

"Ha ha, it seems that the prince of Daxia is just like this. I heard that his Highness the king of Chu also came to the Lantern Festival today. Why don't you come out for a war? Or... His Highness the king of Chu also has a false reputation?"

Xiao qianjiong angrily threw his knife aside and said, "I'm afraid you can't afford it when my brother comes!"

The prince of South Vietnam looked at Xiao qianjiong with a smile, as if he were looking at a poor loser with tolerance. Xiao qianjiong was so angry that he almost wanted to throw a punch at him. Xiao Qianwei's face is also very ugly. His carefully organized poetry meeting was destroyed by the brothers and sisters. Generally speaking, he dared to provoke and humiliate the Xia royal family!

In fact, Xiao Qianwei has not been very happy this year. The specific reason naturally goes back to the fact that he married the side imperial concubine who suddenly suffered from some unspeakable diseases. When something like this happened, Xiao Qianwei didn't even dare to go to xuantai doctor to fix it for himself. He could only secretly find a few trusted and good doctors to have a look. But every doctor's conclusion is the same. There is nothing wrong with his body. But... Just not!

After these days, Xiao Qianwei gradually reacted. If he has no physical problems and no psychological problems, there is only one possibility that he has been drugged. As for who has this ability and can do this kind of thing... It is self-evident. It's just that there are a lot of things during the new year. Nangong Mo and Wei Junmo don't wait for you in the house when you say you come to see them. So it has been delayed until now. I often meet Wei Junmo in the palace, but this kind of thing is obviously inconvenient to say in the palace.

Today, I was in a good mood because of the poetry meeting. I didn't expect that two Cheng Yaojin were killed just at the end, which made him lose such a big face. Even the good mood that originally attracted many scholars has been completely disappeared.

The prince of Nanyue obviously didn't take Xiao qianjiong's words to his heart and said in a loud voice: "Your Highness the king of Chu, she Mei wants to learn the Lord's tricks. I don't know whether the Lord appreciates it." it was obviously determined that Wei Junmo was at the scene at this time.

The street was quiet. Many people began to look around to see if his Highness the king of Chu was really present.

A cold voice sounded in the air, "my princess just wants to experience the skill of Princess Lingxiang."

Before the voice fell, a figure swept out of the opposite window and fell on the opposite side of Princess Lingxiang.

"Princess Chu?!"

Nangong Mo had faded the short cloak he was wearing outside, revealing only the moon white dress he was wearing inside. Plain clothes are elegant, beautiful and cool. Nangong Mo station looks at Princess Lingxiang calmly in the presence. She doesn't seem to be a master of martial arts, but a gentle lady.

"Princess Chu?" Princess Lingxiang's eyes flashed, slightly surprised. Just now, he was far away upstairs, and Nangong Mo was used to avoiding some special eyes, so he didn't see the appearance of the princess of Chu very clearly. Princess Lingxiang was always proud of her appearance. Now she found that the appearance of Princess Chu was not inferior to her at all. Although it is not as beautiful as her style, it has a clear and proud temperament that Nanyue people will never have. This temperament is obviously more in line with the aesthetics of Daxia people.

Nangong Mo nodded slightly and opened her right hand. A Qingguang Zhanzhan sword fell from her sleeve. It was Qingming sword.

But Nangong Mo's sword pointed to the South Vietnamese prince who was standing and watching the excitement. "My imperial concubine doesn't take advantage of Princess Lingxiang. Please, Prince."

The prince of Nanyue obviously didn't expect Nangong Mo to challenge him directly. He was stunned and said with a smile: "princess, it is she Mei who wants to challenge Da Xia experts."

Nangong Mo raised her eyes and said faintly, "is it difficult for my princess to challenge the prince of Nanyue? Don't you dare to fight?"

He was blocked with his own words, and the South Vietnamese prince was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he smiled and said, "the princess is joking. Even if it's a war, Xiao Wang should fight with his Highness the king of Chu. How can you bully the princess?"

Nangong Mo disagreed. "Your princess can fight with my Daxia prince, why can't my imperial concubine challenge the prince. Don't gossip. The prince just said... Dare or dare!"

"Well said princess!" there was a burst of cheers in the crowd.

The prince of South Vietnam shrank his eyes and shot at Nangong Mo less than ten steps away. But Nangong Mo looked calm and stared at him indifferently without saying anything.

Dare? Or not?

Just now Princess Lingxiang said, dare to be more important than can. So, of course, the prince of South Vietnam can't say he doesn't dare.

"In that case... Xiao Wang learned the princess's skill. How about you and me?"

Nangong Mo's lips lifted a smile, and the Qingming sword in his hand had stabbed the prince of South Vietnam.

When Xiao qianjiong saw Nangong Merton, he was excited and danced to cheer her on, "sister-in-law! Beat him!"

The prince of South Vietnam avoided Nangong Mo's sword and stepped back. At the same time, he pulled out a machete around his waist. The shape of his handle is also very gorgeous, but the radian is not as good as Princess Lingxiang, just a little curved. But the length and width are more than twice that of Princess Lingxiang's machete. It is also a very good treasure knife.

Looking at his knife, Nangong Mo knew that the South Vietnamese prince was different from Princess Lingxiang. He took the usual rigid and fierce route of men. On the spot, I had an idea, and the green hell sword in my hand became more and more tricky and fierce. Nangong Mo's lightness skill even Wei Junmo should praise it. It's very excellent. Nangong Mo has experience of killers in the past two generations and knows how to develop strengths and avoid weaknesses. I won't fight him at all. I just swim with a clever body method and take the opportunity to give my opponent an effective attack. The vast majority of the people present were people who did not know martial arts. They could only see the seemingly powerful moves of the South Vietnamese prince, who was extremely domineering. Then Princess Chu moved her body quickly. As for Nangong Mo's moves, she couldn't see clearly.

But Princess Lingxiang and several attendants who stood by to watch the war saw it clearly. Nangong Mo's ways are similar to Princess Lingxiang to a certain extent, but her body method is better than Princess Lingxiang. She takes fewer shots than Princess Lingxiang, but she almost never fails. Princess Lingxiang frowned and felt a little cold at the bottom of her heart. If this is not a martial arts contest, maybe her brother has been seriously injured or died in the hands of Nangong mo.

The attendant standing beside her whispered, "I heard that the king of Chu was once the leader of the first killer organization in Da Xia. Maybe he guided the princess of Chu."

Princess Lingxiang frowned, "even so, Princess Chu is also a genius. I'm not as good as her."

The attendant looked at the two men still fighting and sighed secretly. The prince's martial arts may not be much lower than that of Princess Chu, but compared with South Vietnam, where the Royal struggle is serious, Nangong Mo, Princess Chu, knows better killing skills than the prince of South Vietnam. Really

"Will Princess Chu fail to fight..." when someone saw the prince of South Vietnam so brave, they couldn't help worrying.

"I don't know. Why hasn't his Highness the king of Chu come out? Isn't he there?"

Xiao qianjiong widened his eyes, glared at the people around him and said, "nonsense! How can sister-in-law beat a barbarian!"

These people do not know the pressure on the South Vietnamese prince at this time. He didn't believe that he was really suppressed by a woman. Nangong Mo's sword technique is very fierce. There are no fancy tricks at all. As long as he takes a shot, he will hurt the enemy and see blood. Of course, Nangong Mo was measured and didn't hurt him seriously. Every place left only a shallow blood mark, but the more so, the more angry and humiliated the South Vietnamese prince. So, his strength became more and more violent.

Nangong Mo doesn't like this contest very much, so he doesn't plan to last long. When the sword pointed to the heart of the South Vietnamese Prince for the second time, she took the initiative to stop. But the prince of South Vietnam was so excited by such shame that he couldn't stop. Instead of stopping, he continued to hold a knife and cut at Nangong mo. Nangong Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Qingming sword in his hand swung a bright light into the eyes of the South Vietnamese prince, which made him squint and pause for a moment.

"Presumptuous!" a heavy pressure came from behind, and Nangong Mo's sword in front of him.

Before the prince of South Vietnam recovered, he was drawn in his face by Qingming sword. At the same time, he swept him to the ground from behind.

"King of Chu, Princess of Chu! Show mercy!" before he could open his eyes, he heard the frightened voice of Princess Lingxiang.