Duofu picked up the paper, turned it over and over, and thought it was just an ordinary drawing paper.
"Miss, did we enter this painting just now?"
"Yeah." Mingwei scooped up the ice fruit and put it in his mouth.
It's ice cold and tastes just right.
In other words, she was only gone for a short time just now.
"Why can't I feel the magic on this paper?"
"Because it's exhausted."
"This person is so powerful. This technique seems to be the same as the lady's paper figurine, but more advanced."
Mingwei said nothing and suddenly smashed the ice bowl in his hand.
"Ah!" Her action caused a burst of exclamation.
Duofu was also startled by her: "Miss?"
Mingwei sneered, clasped his hands together and pinched his fingers, and the ice cubes that flew out stopped in mid-air, shining with the luster of ice crystals.
I heard the panicked shouts of pedestrians.
"What's going on? Is it a spell?"
"Fairy? Or monster? Call the official!"
"Girl, what are you doing?"
"Ah!" As soon as he finished speaking, the ice crystals flew up, shattered into ice shards, and hit the surrounding pedestrians.
The ice crystals flying at high speed are no different from hidden weapons. In just a blink of an eye, the people around them are penetrated and bleeding.
"Miss!" Duofu was startled.
Mingwei said nothing, raised his sleeves, and countless ice cubes flew out of Shengji's huge ice bucket, shattered into pieces of ice, and flew again.
"Killing people!"
"Run quickly!"
Changlechi Street was in chaos.
Duofu's mood slowly changed from shock to calmness.
If a master lets his hands and feet go wild against ordinary people, it will certainly be a massacre.
But she clearly felt that the young lady was much stronger.
For example, this bucket of ice, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to control objects with Qi at this level.
It seems as if this world has become particularly suitable for the use of magic.
Will the environment change easily?
Of course not.
So, it is still fake!
Her fingers tapped on the handle of the umbrella, making a soft sound that could not be heard above the noise.
Mingwei heard it in an instant, and an ice beam flew away instantly.
Tsing Yi flashed past and the person was beaten out.
"Picture within a picture, that's awesome!" Mingwei raised the corner of his mouth, "At this level, no wonder he dares to call himself a fortune teller."
The man in green smiled and said, "How about it? Is it better than you are now? If I don't let you out, you won't be able to get out."
"Yeah?"
"certainly……"
The lingering sound of the word "ran" was still there, and the man in Tsing Yi's expression suddenly changed.
A sharp sword energy struck from behind, a cold light flashed through, and a piece of his clothes was cut off.
The sword light flashed away, and someone came holding an umbrella like him.
"You dare to attack my princess under my nose. It seems that you are not satisfied with the current situation and can't wait to change your life!"
Seeing Mr. Jinyi coming slowly, the man in Tsing Yi narrowed his eyes: "Are you the King of Yue?"
Yang Shu smiled and nodded: "Yes, do you have any advice?"
The man in green said: "You know that she is a lifeless person, but you still dare to let her be your princess? If your life changes in an unknown way because of her, no one knows what the consequences will be."
"Change? Now I don't think there is anything bad about this change."
Yang Shu closed his umbrella, and the next moment his face showed a cold light: "I'll give you a chance. It's still too late to catch him now!"
The man in green shook his head: "I don't think there's anything scary about a soul-possessed life master and a martial artist who knows only a little about mystical arts."
"What a loud tone, let me see if you are worth it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword slid out from the handle of the umbrella, and the cold light reappeared.
"Woo..." The sound of the flute sounded at the same time, and the surrounding air surged.
In the air wave, Yang Shu slashed with his sword, one sword after another, the sword movement was so fast that he couldn't even see clearly.
"Woooo..." The rhythm flows, and the surrounding airflow rises and falls, gradually being controlled by the rhythm.
The forced air flow and the murderous sword energy made the man in Tsing Yi gradually lose his breath.
Sound waves originally had the effect of disrupting spiritual thoughts and needed to be suppressed with inner breath. However, Yang Shu's sword was so powerful that he had to mobilize more inner strength. In this way, he could not take care of both ends.
The man in green turned the umbrella handle, and the hidden weapon hidden in the umbrella flew out, finally forcing Yang Shu back a few steps.
"It seems like your luck is not going to be good today. Goodbye, everyone."
With a wave of the umbrella, his figure quickly escaped and disappeared like smoke.
Yang Shu chased for a few steps but failed to catch up, so he had to turn back.
The melody changed under Mingwei's finger, and the surrounding scenery began to fade, gradually shatter, and turn into nothingness.
"Miss?" Duofu opened his eyes again and found that he was still at the door of Shengji, still holding the bowl of ice cream in his hand, but the ice cubes inside had almost melted.
"It's okay." Mingwei put down the ice bowl, took out the handkerchief and wiped the water stains on his hands, got up and walked across the street.
"Miss Ming!" Hou Liang appeared panting, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Are you okay?"
Ming smiled and nodded to him: "You are smarter than I thought."
Hou Liang rubbed his hands happily, with a bit of pride: "I don't know martial arts, but I have some knowledge of formations. I just parked the car and felt something was wrong around me. I couldn't find the two girls, so I made a quick decision to go there.
Your Highness, King Xunyue."
An impatient voice came from the carriage: "What are you talking about standing on the street? Come in quickly!"
After saying that, a hand stretched out from inside.
Ming smiled slightly, took this hand, and got into the carriage.
Duofu consciously sat in front, side by side with Hou Liang.
The carriage started and drove away slowly.
As soon as Mingwei got into the car, before he could see Yang Shu's face clearly, he was grabbed around the waist.
"Should I repay the favor of saving my life?" His breath blew into his ear.
Is Mingwei still afraid of this level? He put his fingers on his wrist and slowly crawled into his sleeves: "How will His Highness, the King of Yue, retaliate?"
Goosebumps instantly appeared on the place where she brushed her hand. Yang Shu shivered, grabbed her hand back, and shouted outside: "Go to Prince Yue's Mansion!"
"Hey." Hou Liang's voice came, and the carriage turned around and drove onto another road.
Duofu pointed the way to him: "Mr. Hou, go this way to get closer."
Feeling the stiffness behind her, Mingwei laughed softly: "Your Highness's self-control is not very good. You need to practice more."
Yang Shu leaned against her neck and bit her hard, leaving a clear tooth mark, and then said: "Besides, believe it or not, I will do it to you now!"
"Aren't you afraid that others will hear you?"
"Aren't you afraid of me?" He didn't say that he was a little ready to make a move, but he guessed that she was just being tough on her words but unwilling in her heart, so she let it go.
Sure enough, Mingwei slapped his hand away.
"You just had a fight with a master of that level. You are too nervous right now, that's why you can't stand it." She stood up and sat aside, "What, this guy uses an umbrella like you, do you feel that he is too excited?"
Are you familiar with the numbers?"
Yang Shu recalled what he had just experienced and nodded: "That's true." (To be continued)