Shiruxiang felt like she was listening to a joke, and the crystal clear pavilion in front of her was her newlywed room, was there anything more unexpected than this?

Taking a step back, Shiruhua forced to look at the man in front of him, ignoring the expectation that flickered in his eyes, the corners of his mouth curved upward, and two eyes like black gems sunk under a pool of water, flashed vigilantly:

"What are you doing?"

Ignoring the defense in her consciousness, he approached her, his cold lips close to her earlobe, stretched out his hand and pointed to the pavilion, and chuckled evilly:

"Picturesque, do you think you can get out when you get here? Tomorrow, I will marry you here, and you will become my princess of the Snow Clan, and I will become my squirming woman. ”

"No, I won't marry you, don't try to persecute me, I only have He Liyu in my heart, you don't want to trap me." Shiruhua pushed him away, and her consciousness scolded angrily, at this moment, she really hated that she couldn't speak, and she couldn't shout out what she thought in her heart.

He chuckled, and although he was furious at her resistance, he still had a frightening evil smile on his face, and his eyes became sharper and brighter, and he stared at the picturesque face of anger.

"Here, you can't resist, picturesque, obediently listen to my words and marry me, I will let you enjoy the supreme glory, here, you are the hostess, the princess of the Snow Clan above ten thousand people, isn't it?"

The figure flashed, approaching Shirutu, stretching out his fingers, like stroking a lover's hand, and gently picking up Shiru's hair that fell on his shoulders and wrapping it around his fingers.

"Picturesque, don't do anything that makes me sad again, my heart is already broken and I can't afford to hurt again." Her softly murmured voice echoed in her ears, sad and poignant, deep and tactful.

The poetic picture was in a trance for a moment, and then he raised his hand and slapped it at the sting, this palm used enough strength, the despicable villain, he dared to use the method of confusion to control her mind, damn it.

The sad eyes disappeared suddenly, the eyes were cold, the pursed lips were slightly upturned, and the method of confusion could not make her succumb, but her temperament was much more stubborn.

A layer of snow mist blocked the picturesque attack, grabbed her wrist and brought it into her arms, the picturesque was furious, a layer of light waves shot out from the palm, the five fingers twisted, and the snow fog that blocked the attack was flapped, and the whole person flew up, stretched out his arms, and the snow in the sky swirled and flew up.

The moment he swept away the sharp light waves, the moment he flew up in the air, his fingers were a little in mid-air, and the ripples set off by layers of ice and snow into the waves spread rapidly, and he was frightened by the picturesqueness, his sleeves danced, and his feet stepped on the snow mist, and the whole person pounced on him, even if he hurt himself, he had to give him a warning.

He frowned, slapped his palm on the ripples of the waves formed by the ice and snow, and suddenly shattered, the snow and fog of the sky and the earth rose wildly, and the two fought fiercely, and their figures were buried by the snow fog.

A few figures swept through the sky and landed here, looking up at the snow and mist and the flickering figures buried inside, everyone's faces were drastically changing, and it was rare for someone to be able to tie with His Highness, this woman was a rare chess opponent in the world.

Among them, a woman dressed in yellow gold armor with soft curves said coldly:

"Your Highness is really asking for your own hardship, why should a mere mortal woman go to such great lengths, just ask for it."

"General Woo, this is a bad word, this woman is not comparable to an ordinary woman, judging from her skills alone, you may not be her opponent, general." General Yama looked up at the air and said unconcernedly.

His words made Wu Yi's expression cold, hatred flashed in her eyes, and she sneered coldly:

"General Hima, I only know until I compare."

"Guys, what are you talking about? Who are the people who are fighting His Highness in mid-air? A man without a golden armor asked, this man was rugged, tall, with a face the color of ore and the rugged features of a hunter, a rocky arch of eyebrows, eyes as deep as a hungry tiger, and cheeks with slightly high cheekbones, he was simply the embodiment of strength.

"General Qingtian, you just came back and don't know why, the woman who fought fiercely with His Highness is a mortal woman, and it is also a woman who His Highness values and wants to marry a princess, but unfortunately, this woman is savage, rough, arrogant and untamed, and it is difficult to tame." Ju Mo, who was wearing a golden battle armor, said with a smile, his eyebrows were full of interest in watching the excitement.

"I see, to be able to resist the glory given by His Highness, this woman is a strange woman." General Yan Yan looked up at the air, his eyes full of contemplation.

There was a loud 'boom', the snow and mist scattered, and two golden figures shot out from inside, standing in mid-air, their clothes fluttering, their long hair fluttering.

As soon as he flicked his sleeve robe and fell to the ground, everyone hurriedly stepped forward, and General Dian Yan took a step forward, bowed down and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, your subordinates are back to resume their lives."

He nodded, his eyes flashed over him, fixed on Shiruhua's body, lifted his lips and smiled, his eyes were bright and cold:

"Picturesque, I'll give you three days to think about it, and after three days, whether you agree or not, I will marry you as my princess." After speaking, he left with his hands behind his back.

"General Wu Yi stayed with the picturesque." In the distance, there was a cool command.

General Hima smiled inexplicably at the woman and left with the others.

Shiruhua was very picturesque, leaving someone to accompany her, but secretly not spying on her, glancing at the woman in the golden armor, Shiru's face was indifferent, and she turned away with a flick of her robe.

"Hmph, it's just a mute, and I really take myself seriously." She scolded in a low voice.

The footsteps of walking forward paused, the picturesque side head, the pupils constricted, like a bottomless pit, dark and deep, the face was covered with a layer of clouds, cold and cold, and then turned and walked towards the blue waves in the snowy mountains.

She took a breath and suppressed the suffocation that was beating in her heart, and the picturesque glance just now had made her pores constrict, as if she was facing His Highness, and her momentum was compelling.

Walk to the side of the blue waves in the snow-capped mountains, at a glance, all the lake water within a radius of 100 miles is frozen, the ice is very thick, covered by snow, a piece of crystal snow white, the breath is clear, this transparent river surface, like a water mirror, under the illumination of the sun, countless ice particles are exquisitely clear, shining, and the piercing human eyes are painful.

Shiruhua squatted down, his fingers crossed the thick ice, making a swishing sound, his fingertips were cold, his fingers flicked away, a grain of ice shot towards the ice surface at the speed of lightning, 'bang' The ice broke down, slowly cracked from the middle, and spread and extended to the surroundings little by little, the dense cracks like spider webs made General Yi change color, standing a few steps away from Shiruhua, his hand suddenly held the hilt of the sword hanging on his waist, his eyes were sharp, staring at Shiruhua.

"Who do you think you are, in my eyes, you are nothing more than that." The poetic and cold and indifferent consciousness echoed in General Rou's mind, causing her to change color, her hand holding the hilt of the sword clenched tighter, and her eyes became more aggressive.

"In that case, I will teach the girl her skills." After speaking, he slashed the sword, the sword light slashed, and slashed at the speed of lightning diagonally towards the picturesque.

The poetry flew up, pointing to the ground, hitting the layers of ice to meet the sword light, and the whole person fell in the middle of the ice, floating on tiptoe, carrying his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the shore of the barley.

Wu Yi snorted angrily, raised his sword over his head, and a compelling murderous aura rotated from the sword body, stepping on the ground, stirring up countless snow mist, between the snow and fog floating, Wu Yi flew into the air, the sword light slashed to the ice in a fan shape, and the sword light collided with the air flow to make a squeaky sound, bringing a piece of fire to the golden-robed woman who was floating in the middle of the ice.

The color of the poem remains unchanged, the slender and slender fingers tug the golden robe, the golden long-distance run pounces into the air and responds to the sword light, the poem is like a picture of the whole person volley, and a punch slams into the shore of the barley.

The sword light pierced the golden robe, shattered, and shot in all directions, stirring up the snow and fog, and the sword light shot into the air, piercing the broken ice, making an earth-shattering loud sound, the ice was completely broken, and the ice was wanton, revealing the sparkling blue lake inside.

She was shocked, returned to the sword, held the sword in her chest, and wanted to block the fist wind that was blowing towards her with her own strength, "bang" two muffled sounds, she vomited blood and retreated a few big steps to stabilize her footsteps, and then looked down, the sword body cracked, the light was lost, the sword body was dim, and the sword god had been lost, and the sword god had been lost, and the sword god was lost, and the sword was heartbroken, this sword had fought with her for many years, and had killed countless sharks, and ordinary human beings did not count, and now, it was destroyed in the hands of a small human being, and the resentment in my heart can be imagined.

The poem fell, and he stood there firmly under his feet on the broken ice, his eyes were cold and flashing with ferocity.

"General Woo, Your Highness has something to look for you." I don't know when, General Quan Liang appeared on the shore, his tall and burly figure exuded a unique domineering aura, especially the eyes like a hungry tiger, shining brightly, like a lightning bolt piercing the sky.

She suppressed the resentment in her heart, put away her sword, and turned to leave. General Yan Yan stood on the shore, his hungry tiger-like eyes staring at the picturesque pavilion standing in the middle of the ice, and his deep voice echoed in the empty world:

"Picturesque girl, please come ashore!"

Picturesque shrugging his eyebrows, his body motionless, standing proudly on top of the ice.

Seeing that she didn't move, General Yan Yan stretched out her tall figure, like a roc spreading her wings and sweeping towards the center of the ice, and her feet gently landed on an ice block, and the blue lake water under the ice rippled.

The wide black robe was stretched out in the wind, the thick black hair was tied by a black headband, only a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind on the side of the face, and the picturesque eyes flashed with an incomprehensible essence, and there was a bloodthirsty ferocity like a tiger floating faintly.

"Why did the picturesque girl refuse His Highness's marriage proposal?"

The corners of Shiruhua's lips were raised, and she turned her head to look away with disdain, a sunset afterglow shining on the snow-capped mountains all over the mountains, as well as the exposed blue lake, flashing with crystal blue light, bright and charming.

"Can you think that the picturesque girl disdains the favor of His Highness?"

Juan's gaze became more and more aggressive, and her words became more and more intense, which surprised Shirutu, and retracted her gaze and fell on him, and her cold gaze flashed with a hint of mockery, which made Juan's frowns slightly.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Who are you? What does it matter to you that I reject my propose? When the cold consciousness sounded in General Juan's mind, Juan's face changed slightly, and her eyes became like a hungry tiger about to eat people, flashing with greed and a hint of excitement about plundering prey.

"Poetic and picturesque, remember the decision you have made now, and refuse to be confused, you must not allow yourself to be involved with him, otherwise, one day, you will regret it." After finishing speaking, she flew up, and several ups and downs disappeared into the snowy mountains.

Picturesque back to the palace, the palace maid Youling and Qiao Que waited outside the hall early, and when they saw her coming back, they hurriedly stepped forward and bowed:

"The slave has seen the girl."

Shiruhua waved her hand, looked a little tired and sat down, and the palace maid hurriedly stepped forward to pour her a glass of warm water:

"Girl, drink a glass of water to relieve fatigue."

The warm water entered the throat, and suddenly it was warm and refreshing, and the fatigue on the body dissipated a little.

"Girl, Your Highness has instructed that if the girl comes back, she will rest for the time being, and His Highness will come over to have dinner with you later." Qiao Que stood respectfully to the side and said in a low voice.

Shiruxiang nodded, the fatigue in his body was not as good as the tiredness in his heart, and he had to try his best to deal with the pressing step by step from time to time.

"Girl, the slave maid sees that you are very tired, it is better to go to bed and rest for a while, and wait for His Highness to come and wake you up." You Ling walked to the side of the bed and made the bed, and when the poetry was picturesque, she lay down and dropped the shark silk treasure tent to cover the spring light inside.

Picturesque and extremely tired, lying in bed for less than a moment fell into a deep sleep.

The palace maid Youling and Qiaoque quietly retreated from the dormitory, closed the palace door, and waited outside the door!!

In the dormitory, the light flashed, a blue figure appeared, and with a wave of the robe, the silk treasure tent slowly slid open, revealing the face of the closed moon and the delicate red and tender lips.

The blue figure stood in front of the bed, leaned over, waved his fingers on the top of Shiruhua's head, a light mist fell, Shiruhua's whole body softened, and the locks between his eyebrows slowly unfolded.

The blue figure lay sideways on the edge of the bed, and with a wave of his hand, the Shark Silk Treasure Luo tent fell down, blocking everything inside.

The blue figure stretched out his arm to put her into his arms, pressed her tightly to his chest, and put his other hand on her delicate and cool face, gently caressing, and couldn't put it down on his neck, the delicacy of his palm made him obsessed, his head fell, and the cold lips covered the red and delicate red lips, probing deeply, and sucking the fragrance in his mouth.

Everything is like a dream, quietly going on!