The expressions of the two maids changed slightly, and they looked at her with gritted teeth: "Yun Luo! It's you again!"
This bitch wants to ruin the good things of the sect again!
Isn’t she afraid of death?!
"Yes, it's me again."
Yun Luo raised the corners of his lips lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. He looked sarcastic and mocking, "You want to kill me?"
The murderous look in the eyes of the two maids could hardly be concealed.
Yun Luo chuckled: "You, the young palace master, don't dare to shout and kill like this in front of me. These two maids are so arrogant!"
The maid's face froze, and her confidence weakened by thinking of the great loss the young palace master had suffered at her hands.
"Yun Luo, don't be too pushy!"
"Young Palace Master is not something someone like you can humiliate!"
The two of them are fierce in appearance and soft in heart.
Yun Luo chuckled and was too lazy to pay attention to them.
She walked straight over, pulled up the warrior who was almost killed, and asked calmly: "Which country are you from?"
The warrior looked at her gratefully, hurriedly stepped back and clasped his fists: "I, from the Cangyun Kingdom, would like to thank Princess Jing for saving my life! I am deeply grateful!"
"People from Cangyun..."
Yun Luo looked at him thoughtfully and smiled slightly, "That's my family. You don't have to be polite when you go out."
King Jing is regarded as the patron saint of Cangyun Kingdom, and both common people and warriors respect him highly.
She responded to the call of a princess, husband and wife are one body.
The responsibilities on Jun Wuchen’s shoulders are also her responsibilities.
The warrior raised his eyes and saw her smile, his face suddenly turned red, and there was almost smoke coming out of his head: "...Yes, thank you Princess."
"That's right, we are all brothers, there is no reason to be bullied by outsiders!"
Nangong Jin came over waving her fan, stretched out her hand to pull the warrior aside, and said with a smile, "You think so?"
"Are you...?" The warrior looked blankly at his handsome face.
"Nangong Jin." Nangong Jin raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking at Shen Fei.
"Nangong...the three major families?!" The warrior was shocked again, his whole body trembled slightly, and his face became even redder.
What kind of bad luck did he have today?!
First there was Princess Jing, and then there were the young masters from the Nangong family, who stood up for him one after another!
He is just a civilian warrior with an ordinary background, and his strength is not very high. He only boarded this ship due to luck.
I thought that because I had offended the sect in a moment of anger, I would definitely die today, but I didn't expect that there would be a sudden turn of events. It was simply the luck of the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Nangong Jin was used to this attitude. He shook his fan and looked at the warrior's red face thoughtfully.
He suddenly came closer and said in a very low voice: "Brother, don't say I didn't remind you, beauties have owners... I'm afraid it won't be good if you look at her with such a blushing face."
The warrior was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned pale, then flushed, and he hurriedly explained: "Mr. Nangong, I...I don't have that intention..."
Princess Jing was indeed born noble and beautiful, just like the blazing sun in the sky, dazzling and dazzling without looking directly at her.
When you smile, it makes people even more...
But——
Everyone knows that beauty has a master, and he is a master who cannot be offended!
The key beauty is also very strong. Anyone who dares to think about this is not seeking death?!
The warrior was so panicked that he broke out in cold sweat.
"Hahaha, don't panic, don't panic, it's fine if you don't, I'm just kidding you!" Nangong Jin laughed unscrupulously and patted him on the shoulder to soothe his frightened mind.