The strong wind suddenly picked up, and for a moment, it was so strong that people could not even open their eyes. Wait.
After the strong wind stopped, everyone opened their eyes and saw a man in white clothes standing in front of Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu.
He looked cold, his beautiful facial features were filled with cold air, his thin lips were slightly pressed, without any warmth, and his cold eyes were as cold as knives, but with just a casual glance, it actually made people subconsciously fearful.
This good-looking man, with such a noble temperament, is yet so intimidating and cold!
The disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect subconsciously took two steps back, and even Black and White Wuchang took half a step back. But
The two stopped quickly. After looking at each other, they suddenly jumped up at the same time and rushed towards the man in white.
The man in clothes looked at them coldly, with no emotion on his handsome face. Just when the black and white weapon was about to reach his face, he suddenly flicked his long sleeves.
The boundless internal energy was suddenly sent out, and even a person with such a high level of black and white impermanence internal energy was rebounded by his true energy.
With two snaps, the two figures, one black and one white, fell to the ground. Such a dull sound frightened all the disciples.
Black and white Wuchang finally got up, and when he looked at the man who was still standing motionless in front of the two little girls, he felt depressed and his blood was boiling fiercely.
Wu Chang couldn't bear it anymore, so he opened his mouth and spit out another mouthful of blood: "This person... his skills are unfathomable, and he cannot be willing to fight." He
After glancing at Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang still stared at Feng Jiu'er behind the man in white, lusting after the silkworm clothes on her body.
But the man in white in front of them was clearly not something they could resist, and there was no point in staying any longer.
"Humph!" Bai Wuchang suddenly turned around and walked away.
Hei Wuchang immediately followed him and evacuated as quickly as possible. He
We didn’t come to the Imperial City to fight. Since we can’t get the silkworm clothes, let’s not hit the wall here for the time being. He
We have more important things to do!
The ten people were all evacuated in a short time. Feng
Jiuer let out a long breath, raised his hand and wiped some sweat from his forehead, then put away the short knife and walked behind the man in white: "Your Majesty."
Qiao Mu was fascinated by it again. He had been fascinated by it from the moment he arrived. If Feng Jiuer hadn't gone over to say hello, Qiao Mu would have been unable to react.
Quickly putting away her spear, she also walked over and called out respectfully behind Zhan Qingcheng: "See the Ninth Prince."
Zhan Qingcheng's expression was not pretty. When he looked back at Feng Jiu'er, his eyes were complicated but still cold.
Feng Jiuer was stared at by him and suddenly felt a lot of pressure. This
Ninth Prince, when he is not talking, just staring at people like this is really cold.
"Well, Ninth Prince, what a coincidence!" Feng Jiuer felt that it would not be wrong to follow the usual route, not to hit the smiling person, and to act crazy and act stupid. "
What do you call me?" Zhan Qingcheng's eyes narrowed again.
He narrowed his eyes. Not to mention Feng Jiuer, even Qiao Mu felt that breathing was becoming difficult. Okay.
Like... it has nothing to do with him. Thinking of this, Qiao Mu immediately lowered his head and backed away bit by bit until he was more than ten steps away. Finally, he was safe for the time being. Feng
Jiuer glanced at her secretly, with a look of resentment on his face.
To leave her here alone, there is no sense of loyalty at all! No!
But why should she be afraid of the Ninth Prince? It seems that she didn’t make any big mistakes.
In Imperial College, as long as there is a break, everyone can go out after registering. There should be nothing wrong with her going out, right?
"that……"
"I ask you, what did you call me just now?" Zhan Qingcheng's face actually didn't change at all, but why do you think his face is getting uglier and uglier? Feng Qingcheng's face didn't change at all.
Jiu'er still lowered his head, but looked for opportunities to quietly raise his eyes and glance at him. Ai
Ma! It’s okay if you don’t look at it. But when you look at it, your legs feel weak! This look is so scary!
"My...I...my name is Prince!" Is there something wrong? Why does he look like he's going to eat her? Zhan
Qingcheng suddenly took a step forward. Feng Jiuer was so frightened that she almost screamed and took two steps back in a hurry. Cold sweat suddenly broke out on her body.
It’s so scary, so cold, and has such an overbearing smell! War
Qingcheng took another step forward, but Feng Jiuer subconsciously stepped back when she heard his cold voice suddenly ring out.
"Try to retreat again!" Nine
My son's back suddenly straightened up, and he couldn't even think about retreating or anything. Ang.
I raised my head, raised my chest, and met his ice-hardened gaze, not even daring to breathe hard. "
Your Majesty, are you okay?" As if she had forgotten something, she hurriedly said: "Just now, thank you Your Majesty for saving your life."
In fact, Qiao Mu also wanted to say thank you, but she didn't know why. The moment Zhan Qingcheng spoke, she took another dozen steps back.
Subconsciously, she knew that those words were not meant for her, so she took the best course.
Although the Ninth Prince is really unparalleled in appearance and is really charming to death, his aura is also really scary to death.
She liked the prince very much, so much that she wanted to tie him back and throw him on the bed to bully him severely.
However, for such a dangerous thing, just think about it and forget about it. If you really want to take action, Qiao Mu swears that it will be impossible in this life. She... doesn't have the courage. She still wants to live well!
Zhan Qingcheng remained silent and continued to walk towards Feng Jiuer.
Every time he took a step closer, Feng Jiuer felt that the head on her neck was shaking several times, and there was always an illusion that it would be twisted off by him at any time. Still.
Yes, they were already very close to each other, almost touching each other. Why was he still walking towards her?
It didn't matter if he walked towards her, the worst thing was that he wouldn't let her back away!
Isn’t this really going to be stuck together?”
Wang, Wangye..." So close, it seems like you can even feel his breath. If you take another step forward, you can reach out and touch him.
What is the prince trying to do? Does this mean he wants to hit her? Not far behind her, there seems to be a real stone wall. Do you want to continue to retreat?
In a blink of an eye, he had already stepped over.
Feng Jiuer was startled, her breathing suddenly became disordered, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but inadvertently, she hit the stone wall. More
The scary thing is that when he raised his head, that white and beautiful figure was already in front of him.
He raised his hand and placed his big palm on the side of her head, easily confining her in his arms. Now
What's going on here? A real wall bang?
Feng Jiuer blinked, completely messed up in the wind!
Ninth Prince, you are really handsome, but no matter how handsome you are, you can’t act like a gangster, right? Qiao
Mu retreated early to a place far outside the battle circle, at least dozens of steps away from them.
Seeing the prince bullying a little girl like this, why don't you think he is going too far at all? On the contrary... my heart is pounding, I am really looking forward to what will happen next!
