Prince,Goodbye

In the martial arts competition arena, all the beautiful ladies are hard to give up. In the twinkling of sword light, there are always winners who look proud, while the losers are swept down the arena mercilessly.

After a whole day of fierce fighting, only the last two remained in the arena.

These two people, one is Zhuang Ni LAN, the other is a long rather heroic girl.

The heroic looking girl, named Liu Feifei, is the daughter of a second grade general in the imperial court. She has outstanding aptitude from urination and is quite capable of fighting.

Before the competition began, people had guessed that if someone could compete with Zhuang Nilan in this princess selection competition, he would be Liu Feifei.

It turns out that Liu Feifei is really capable.

Not only at a young age, he broke through and became a high-quality spirit man, but also had the ability to draw with Zhuang Ni LAN.

On the challenge arena, the two fought hard, and the swords lasted for more than half an hour.

Finally, Liu Feifei was cheated by Zhuang Nilan and showed his flaws. This was only when Zhuang Nilan was kicked out of the arena.

The long sword was standing on her side. Zhuang Ni LAN pulled out a beautiful sword flower, and then returned to the sword sheath. She said with a smile to Liu Feifei: "Miss Liu, I'll give you up!"

Liu Feifei was kicked to the ground, but he was not hurt.

When she got up, she gave Zhuang Ni LAN a salute: "Miss Zhuang is really powerful!"

That said, there was not much in her face.

She is frank and frank. If the enemy defeats her with absolute strength, she will not feel angry, but will admire the strength and the integrity of the other party.

But this Zhuang Ni LAN, obviously and her strength is equal, but not in the move to see with her, but play Yin, she does not accept!

On the stage, Zhuang Ni LAN seems to be unable to see Liu Feifei's disdain at the bottom of her eyes. After saying a beautiful word, she no longer pays attention to Liu Feifei. Instead, she looks at the people in the field and asks, "who is not satisfied? Just come up."

When she said this, her beautiful face was full of confidence.

A pure white dress dancing without wind, it is beautiful and elegant.

"Miss Zhuang is so beautiful! Beautiful and beautiful! Only such a girl can be worthy of our prince

"Who said it was not? Miss Zhuang is dignified and self-sustaining. If the crown prince ascends the throne in the future, she will become the mother of the country, which will be the blessing of Lingfeng

"It's not like that disgusting cold girl who is ugly and useless. She doesn't know what she's doing. She's always acting on her identity! I'd like to see how proud she will be if she is not here in the future

"Hey, what are you doing so far? Let's just look at the present moment, and we can imagine how down-to-earth that trash girl is! You see, you know clearly that she can't beat the cold world girl. She doesn't even dare to show her face today! "

All you say is either praising Zhuang Ni LAN, or belittling the condensation moon, or stepping on the condensation moon to raise Zhuang Ni LAN.

In the middle of the official seat, Leng Haofeng clenched his fists. His face was gloomy and said coldly, "if anyone has a broken mouth, he will drag it out and cut his tongue!"

As soon as this speech came out, the chattering crowd became quiet.

However, although the people shivered and did not dare to say any more nonsense, they still did not care about the condensation moon in their hearts.

A group of old people, who care about you, don't have to laugh? "

this man is Zhuang Ni Lan's father and the Prime Minister of the dynasty.

Leng Haofeng snorted and ignored Zhuang language.

Zhuang Yu is not embarrassed. He just looks at mu Chenqing who is above the throne: "Your Highness, no one has come to the stage. Can the selection competition for the long Princess be over?"

On the handsome face of Mu Chenqing, there is a gentle smile. When he looks at Zhuang Yu, he will be very polite: "what the prime minister said is, it is indeed time to end."

Smell speech, Leng Haofeng a pair of eyes toward the stage under a glance, see condensation month did not appear, he is half doubt, half is gratified.

The moon has not appeared up to now, does it mean that she has figured it out and doesn't care about the prince?

On the side of the high platform, the official in charge of judging the winner or loser of the game came forward, coughed slightly, and announced the result.

Now, everything has settled down. The candidate for the Crown Princess must be Zhuang Ni LAN!

This is not only Zhuang Ni Lan's own idea, but also the idea of all melon eating people.

Around the rear of the crowd, Xuan Hanxi was holding his arms, and his face was full of boredom: "I thought I could see a good play, but I didn't expect that woman was really a loser."

One side, the blue shirt man is very helpless: "dare to ask xuanshizi, if lengshi Nu really appeared, would you really feel happy?"

Xuanhanxi looked like an idiot and looked at the man in blue: "brother Qinglian, you are really strange! How can I be jealous of women who are so vulgar and have no virtueQinglian laughs and doesn't speak any more. She just looks at the high platform.

Xuanhanxi shrugged: "boring! Anyway, there is no good play to watch. Let's go back... "

He was in a daze before the voice dropped.

On the high platform, the referee official has already called out: "the prince princess's candidate has come out, it is our beautiful and dignified..."

Before the referee finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud voice: "who said the candidate came out? This woman is not on stage yet

This voice, clear and arrogant, but with incomparable confidence.

People look for sound to see, condensation month wearing a big red dress, skirt flying between, like a blooming fire lotus.

So conspicuous, so dazzling.

Again, so beautiful.

Well, if you don't look at the scar on her right face, but only look at the perfect left face, she is still beautiful.

In the eyes of the public, condensation month with hands, step by step on the high platform.

In a moment, she stood in front of Zhuang Ni LAN: "this princess selection competition, this world has not come, how can it end?"

This familiar, arrogant tone!

The people in the Daze quickly responded.

That disgusting cold world girl, finally came!

After confirming her identity, the public will not think that she is beautiful.

Damned beauty!

As she faced the crowd, they easily saw the scar on the right side of her face.

So long, so ferocious, so Ugly!

"Lengshinv, are you sure you want to play?"

Zhuang Ni LAN looked at the condensation moon, full of contempt in her heart.

However, in the eyes of the public, her face is decent and generous smile, there is a touch of worry in the smile.

Condensation moon eyebrows: "why not sure?"

"This..."

Zhuang Ni Lan also wanted to say something, but before she opened her mouth, mu Chenqing's face was heavy: "only those who meet the requirements can participate in this competition. Lengshinu, you don't conform to either of these two rules."

comes from the heart of the people, make complaints about the most deadly.

Condensation of the heart of the month, began to hurt.

This kind of inexplicable heartache is a disease!

Cure!

And she's an expert at treating diseases.

During this period of time, besides improving her own strength every day, condensation month has done the most thing, which is to ask a Xuan to tell mu Chenqing's stories.

Although every time I hear mu Chenqing's things, her heart will be painless.

But this kind of thing can't be avoided.

Only by facing the pain, trying to adapt to the pain, this kind of hearing the "Mu Chen Qing" three words on the heart pain, can there be no medicine for self-healing.

It has been proved that the training of condensation month is very effective.

Although she is still a little uncomfortable now, she will not have difficulty in breathing, and she will not be unable to speak.

Turning her head, she turned to Mu Chenqing's eyes, and her lips were slightly raised, and she was extremely presumptuous:

in the end