Wang Jue woke up from the magic stone long ago, but Peirong slept very deeply. After all, he had been struggling a lot in the past few days.
"Ahem..."
A few fake coughs came in, and Peirong suddenly opened his eyes from the nightmare.
She actually overslept?
I can’t even believe it myself!
This time the training ground is no longer limited to the stone room. Sure enough, the treatment given to the princess is extraordinary.
Huge natural magic stones are lined up like rockeries. Looking along the Willow Creek, apart from the grass and trees, all that is left are orderly zigzag thorns.
These dense thorns are planted specifically to keep practitioners from moving.
It's a pity that this is not a problem for Peirong at all. Even if he is not as good as Wang Jue now, his strength has reached a very high level.
"Who's coming?"
As the light voice fell, Wang Jue waved his hand and raised his eyebrows indifferently: "I brought the princess here, you come out! How can I easily forget the twenty-year appointment? I believe that she will definitely be able to
It will impress you”
Peirong turned around in surprise, only to see a coquettish woman riding a snow-white fox over.
Before he could dodge, the fox picked up the tip of its nose, as if it had seen an enemy, and rushed forward. Suddenly, three red blood marks were left on Peirong's arm.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, there was another unexpected slap, and the long silver nails scratched Peirong's delicate face again, and a burning sensation immediately came to her heart.
Wang Jue's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that this gentle woman who had been with him for twenty years suddenly became so arrogant and wild. Is there any misunderstanding between her and Peirong?
"Damn woman, do you dare to blaspheme our snow fox? Wangjue, if I guess correctly, she should be the princess of the Wuhu tribe. Humph, after all these years, you still despise the fox like this? Barbarians like you,
It will only waste the fox in vain, and in short, you will all die a good death!"
Peirong narrowed her angry eyes and looked at this hypocritical woman who also rode a fox: "Then you are also riding a fox? Otherwise, are you a vixen?"
"Me? I am the patron saint of foxes. How can you, a bitch, compare to me?"
Patronus?
The patron saint was so charming, enchanting, and charming. Peirong couldn't help but sneer. I'm afraid the fox she wanted to protect was not the fox, otherwise why would he attack her alone?
Besides, there are so many shamans and foxes, does she really have to eradicate them one by one?