"Who does the prince want to call? Everyone in the mansion is tired today, and they are all resting now." The figure slowly walked out of the light, with a cold and strange aura that made people unable to feel the warmth of the sun!
Out of the light, the girl standing in front of King Jing'an raised a pair of clear but cold eyes, with a slight smile in her eyes, and looked at King Jing'an.
King Jingan took a step back, and his heart suddenly felt as if he had sunk into a cold pool, so cold that his body almost trembled.
"You, what are you doing here?"
Huang Beiyue smiled softly, looking very delicate. She turned around and sat on the chair. She put one foot high on another chair and looked at King Jing'an arrogantly.
"What are you doing? Of course it's revenge. I'll cut you into pieces to satisfy my hatred!"
King Jing'an's face turned pale, and then he became furious. He was the majestic King Jing'an. In the entire Nanyi Kingdom, except for the emperor and the queen mother, who dared not to respect him?
This girl is so arrogant and hateful!
"Hmph! Huang Beiyue, don't be so arrogant! I heard that you are also a gold-level master. Do you dare to fight with me?"
Huang Beiyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him. Does this brainless Prince Jing'an want to have a fight with her?
"How dare you not use the Dreamweaver? Your mother was so majestic and powerful during her lifetime that she didn't even bother to use the Dreamweaver!" King Jing'an used provoking methods. As long as this girl doesn't need the Dreamweaver, then why should he be afraid?
Huang Beiyue felt very unhappy. She hated it when people mentioned Princess Huiwen and threatened her. She was full of respect for Princess Huiwen in her heart and would not allow anyone to insult her!
"Don't use it, old man, will I be afraid of you?"
"Huh! Let's give it a try!" King Jing'an took the lead and took out his five-hundred-jin crescent gun from the ring!
When he was young, he relied on this Xuan-level crescent gun to intimidate the enemy and made a lot of great contributions! Today, a mere little girl, let her see it!
As soon as the crescent gun came out, it really added a lot of domineering feeling to King Jing'an. He heard him shout loudly, and the crescent gun danced into a ball of shadow, slowly forming a whirlwind, and rushed towards the place where Huang Beiyue was sitting.
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"Prince Jing'an uses the big to bully the small, his methods are despicable and despicable!" Huang Beiyue said in a cold voice. She glanced lazily at the gun shadow, and suddenly with a move of her hand, a black dagger appeared in front of her.
In the palm of your hand.
That dagger was brought by that old man Xiao Qiyuan to honor her. I have to say, this dagger is really a good thing!
The dagger was almost as long as her forearm. She held the handle and blocked it with her backhand. The powerful force was transmitted from the crescent gun. Huang Beiyue frowned slightly. She indeed had some strength!
She frowned. It was even more unlikely that King Jing'an would be any better. From this fight, he knew that Huang Beiyue's strength was definitely not just that of a golden warrior!
Are all the people in Shura City so powerful?
After a fight, the chair Huang Beiyue was sitting on was broken into several pieces. She stood up lightly and stepped aside. King Jing'an also took a few steps back and saw a deep gap in his crescent gun, his expression changed.
Big changes!
This is a Xuan-level weapon! What the hell is that girl holding in her hand?
"It seems that old guy Xiao Qiyuan really gave me a treasure." The dagger turned beautifully in Huang Beiyue's hand several times.
