Over the blue sea, there are one or two seagulls, or flying in groups in the wind. The seaside rocks are stacked in rows and piled up like hills. From the palace above, it looks like a simple and elegant watercolor painting.

White and dark gray, dark blue and light blue, the most simple colors, are full of easy-going and tranquil atmosphere, making people feel at ease and relaxed.

Zhiying was lying on the highest rock, with the salty sea breeze blowing against her face. She half-squinted her eyes comfortably, enjoying the comfortable and leisurely time.

However, there will always be people who come to spoil the beautiful atmosphere.

"Hey! This is my princess' place. Come down here!" A rather arrogant and domineering voice suddenly sounded.

Zhi Ying, who was basking in the sun, lazily turned his head and saw a woman in a red outfit with a pair of beautiful eyebrows raised, pointing at herself with a whip with barbs in her hand, with an extremely unkind expression.

She blinked, then turned her head back, raised her hand and patted the rock below her, and in a lazy tone, she asked: "Hey! Are you hers?"

When the woman saw that she was treating her as if she was nothing, her anger rose and her fingers made a "clucking" sound.

Zhiying didn't seem to hear it. Finally, he patted the rock and said with pity: "Oh, it's so pitiful that I can't even say a word!"

"How dare you be so rude to my princess, why don't you kneel down and apologize to her!" A woman dressed as a maid appeared behind the woman in red and glared at her.

Zhiying glanced at the maid lightly and said, "Are you her spokesperson?"

The master and servant looked at each other, not understanding what the "spokesperson" meant, but this did not hinder their interpretation of Zhi Ying's eyes, which were filled with contemptuous disgust.

The woman in red had never been so angry before. She couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed. She flicked her wrist and swung the whip towards Zhi Ying.

Zhi Ying cursed secretly, slapped his palms against the rocks, jumped up, did a somersault in mid-air, summoned a cloud and turned into a chair, and sat on it.

She looked at the shattered rocks, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and immediately smiled while stroking her palms, and praised: "Princess Xian Sang is so good at splitting rocks so steadily and accurately, I guess demolishing the house is not a problem, right?"

"What do you mean?" The woman in red raised her chin, her eyes were puzzled and even sullen.

Zhiying lowered his head and pinched his fingers, and said casually: "I heard that when a man and a woman in the world get married, the husband's family will build a new house for the newlyweds. The good work of Princess Xiansang saves the husband's family a lot of effort! Who?

To be able to marry a woman like Princess Xian Sang, my ancestors must have made countless meritorious deeds!"

Xian Sang's maid took a step forward, raised her chest and akimbo, looked at Zhi Ying and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about! How can those ordinary people be worthy of my princess!"

"Well, yes! How can an ordinary person be worthy of the most noble Princess Xian Sang of the blood clan? Of course, the most handsome and unrestrained Lord Ji Li in the demon world can be worthy of her! Do you think so?" After saying this, his eyes were unmistakable.

It fell on Xian Sang.

Xian Sang's eyelashes trembled, his face turned red and white, and he let out a sweet cry: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhiying curled his lips, took a cloud from the chair, held it in his hand to play with, and said casually: "The princess is right, I am just talking nonsense!"

"You!" Xian Sang couldn't help but get angry because of what she said. He wanted to teach her a lesson, but he said it was hard for her to say whether she was right or wrong. This woman was so eloquent!

Seeing this, the maid said in Xian Sang's ear: "Princess, I heard that this woman is from the God Clan. Now that something has happened to the Third Highness, even if His Majesty the Demon Lord cares about the Third Highness taking matters into his own hands, after all, it is the father and son.

Lian Xin will definitely be at odds with the Gods. You see, if she comes back with the identity of a lost pearl, will she..."

After saying this, the maid frowned and retreated behind Xian Sang.

Xian Sang thought carefully in his heart, his eyes became colder and colder as his thoughts turned, but he suddenly raised his eyes and smiled sweetly, and said to Zhi Ying: "His Majesty the Demon Lord asked His Highness the Second Highness to bring you back, did you ever say anything?

Will we hold a prayer ceremony for you?"

Zhiying didn't even raise his eyelids. He pressed and rubbed his fingers, shaping the clouds in his hands into the original shape of his second senior brother. He smiled "Puff", calmed down a little, and then answered her: "I don't know."

Feeling that his face was being torn apart and being trampled mercilessly under his feet, Xian Sang's expression changed again and again, and finally he narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you just came to the demon world and you don't know.

"The Prayer Ceremony is a ceremony held by the people of my demon world for the royal family. Only by holding this ceremony and being baptized by the wishes of all the people of the demon world can we truly be recognized as descendants of the royal family."

Weaver Shadow nodded noncommittally: "So?"

Xian Sang was angry. He had said so much to her. He was a sensible person who knew what he meant. Why was she pretending to be stupid?

The barrier that suppressed her anger suddenly broke. She pointed at Weaver angrily and scolded: "Your aura is incompatible with my demon clan. You are clearly not a member of my demon clan. His Majesty the Demon Lord has pity on you and the same clan as the Lord Luoxia."

, I can’t bear to chase you away, you really think you are a superior princess, Your Highness!"

Zhi Ying made a "cut" sound and threw the second brother's original cloud towards Xian Sang, saying: "Why are you like this kind of beast? Don't you even use your brain?"

Xian Sang caught it and found it was a pig's head. She immediately became furious and grabbed it hard with her palm. The pig's head scattered into a puddle of water, soaking her palms and sleeves. In an instant, her whole arm was bone-chillingly cold.

The fire in his heart burned even more intensely. He flicked the whip in his hand, and all the barbs on it shot towards Weaver Ying. From a distance, it looked like a swarm of ferocious locusts sweeping over him.

Zhiying's expression was just as I expected. He moved around a few times and easily avoided all the barbs. When he looked up, he saw the sly smile on the corner of Xian Sang's mouth.

There was a slight sound of breaking through the air behind her, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. She raised her palms, and the water beneath her feet was turbulent. Countless water splashes shot up and hit the barbs that were turning to attack.

Weaving Shadow stayed in the air and said, "The princess said she wanted to have a fight, so I'm naturally happy. Why bother with all this talk? You don't feel your mouth is dry either?"

Ever since the day she was left in Guixu a month ago and she accidentally met Xiansang having a secret meeting with a man, whenever he touched her, Xiansang would stare at her with a pair of snake-like cold eyes, and start talking overtly and covertly.

He made sarcastic remarks, saying things like the illegitimate daughter of the evil god Lone Star.

Zhi Ying was indeed wronged, but in line with the principle of preferring to offend a gentleman rather than a villain, he did not argue with her. Today, he used his consciousness and heard that the words of the maid Xian Sang meant that she was a spy from the heaven. Since they were not satisfied with talking,

Then have something real!

Her five fingers suddenly came together, and a water column rushed out of the sea. She held the water column and shook it, water splashed everywhere, and what was left in her hand was a sparkling long sword.
Chapter completed!