Jian Xuenu felt disgusted by the few of them.

Walked up to Rong Guang, pointed at him, grinding his teeth, and couldn't speak.

Finally, he knocked him away with his shoulder, pointed at Dongfang Jialuo's nose, and said angrily: "Your Highness, you should take medicine, have you been cool enough?" In the middle of the night, blocking people's way, what tricks do you want to play? ”

He grinned, and it took him a long time to lazily lift his eyes, the deep phoenix eyes were painful, the pain was inexplicable, and the focused eyes made her tremble, and she heard him say slowly: "Am I like to be playing?" ”

"Are you on business? Street show your unique skills? Break someone's sleeve? ”

Her sarcastic tone aroused Dongfang Jialuo's anger, and the cold air hit out of thin air, and his low voice was heard, "Are you distressed?" ”

Is she distressed? Can this have anything to do with distress? She didn't understand his intentions, so naturally she didn't understand his jealousy intentions.

It was as if she had come up to him to question him, why did she slander her and say that she had climbed into his bed? But there is no way to speak, and if she asks, maybe don't ask, she did climb into his bed, it is really indefensible.

She was opening her mouth and stammering, Dongfang Jia Luo suppressed the sourness and annoyance in her chest, and said in a low voice: "Follow me." ”

She stepped back and took his outstretched hand, and said stubbornly, "Why should I go with you?" ”

"Be obedient, follow me." The language looked like he was begging her, and he spoke quite forcefully.

forced her to take another step back, and shouted, "What can you do to me if you don't go with you, shatter my dress?" ”

"Don't push me."

At this moment, she was not afraid of his coercion at all, and Xing'er had a sense of schadenfreude.

Behind her stood a Huo Cicada with the same fourth-order magic as him, and she didn't believe that he would stand idly by. She was just trying to see the master's moves, and the opportunity should not be missed, and she was overjoyed.

She stared at Dongfang Jia Luo and retreated cautiously, she didn't want to go back to the Xianluo Palace to let this sick person stare at her to sleep.

Just as she was thinking about it, a gust of wind blew her skirt, she had an ominous premonition, quickly looked down and looked at it, stunned, her clothes were intact and unchanged.

Huo Chan pulled her behind him with one hand, and a sparkling magical barrier appeared in front of her, separating the street in two.

Huo Chan really moved, and when Dongfang Jia Luo made a move, he also hit a magic barrier to separate the flowing clouds of Dongfang Jialuo.

It seemed to be a little late to make a move, and Jian Xuenu only saw at this time that after a gust of breeze just now, Huo Chan, who was standing behind her, had her coat shaken into an even skirt by the flowing clouds, swaying in the wind! It's beautiful.

Hey, broken. Skirt of a beauty with sleeves.

She's beautiful......

Dongfang Jialuo's anger surged upward, and with a hand, a dark blue blade glowed with clear blue light, and the polar night artifact was already waved in his hand, and a cold aura swept through, and the sword qi slashed through the magic barrier and shattered it.

"Polar Night?! A legendary demon-slaying artifact? There were exclamations from passers-by nearby, they were quite shocked, how much luck did it take to witness the artifact?

Ditto, how much anger does it take to make Dongfang Jialuodang Street show off the demon slaying artifact.

This Polar Night Divine Sword was the last time she had seen his abundance, and she had also seen his true body, but she didn't expect people to be so shocked to see him.

According to legend, the Polar Night Artifact coincidentally circulated in the hands of several generations of fifth-order war cavalry saint-level generals, slashed countless demons, watered and nourished with demon blood, bathed in the holy light of several generals, and was extremely spiritual, and has been transformed into a human. He is a magnificent artifact admired by countless war horses, and it takes a lot of coincidences for this artifact to be introduced into the hands of Dongfang Garo.

Before the death of the last general, he was lured into a Jedi by the current Demon Lord Lich, surrounded by three top fifth-order holy demons, and entered a vicious battle. In the final form, the three top saints of the demon clan surrounded a top war saint of the light saint clan.

In the end, General Nian relied on the Polar Night Sacred Weapon to kill the two fifth-order holy demons, and was severely injured under the wand of the Lich Destroyer, General Nian swore to defend the artifact to the death, and after losing both, he crawled back to the castle of the Bright Holy Clan with the last gossamer in his mouth.

Dongfang Jialuo, who was ten years old at the time, had the admiration for General Nian and the awe of the polar night, and waited on the city wall early in order to see the Excalibur, and saw that the general returned from serious injury, and the bloodstained path was red.

He jumped off the city wall without hesitation at a young age, cut the veins of his wrist, and poured bright red and clear child blood into the mouth of General Nian, who knew that he was powerless to return to the sky and pulled away his little hand.

He said with difficulty: "Little Jialuo, promise me, the polar night is a bloodthirsty blade, although it is watered with demon blood, but it must be controlled by the blood of justice, drip your holy blood beads on the polar night holy weapon, you swear, this sword only kills the heinous demons and the traitors who betray the light holy clan." ”

He swore an oath of blood, but it was only a fifth-order purple-blue cold light holy sword, which lost its luster when it reached his hand, and the general told him that as long as he became a top-level fifth-order battle saint and could control the artifact, Polar Night would naturally respond to him with purple holy light.

They swore to each other: "May the Light be with you!" "And he will never be under the wall......

At that time, Dongfang Jia Luo was not a prince, his father was still the regent of the Storm Continent at that time, and he was just a prince.

The person who received the divine sword is like a master, Dongfang Jia Luo often goes to pay homage to General Nian, and every word and sentence before General Nian dies is engraved in his heart.

At this time, Dongfang Jia Luo showed off the artifact, which made passers-by sigh and exclaim that it was a great honor to see the artifact.

But then I think about it, what kind of anger and resentment can make him show off his artifact on the street?

Although he didn't want to kill Huo Chan, the coercion really deterred the other party.

The sword qi of the polar night flashed in the sky, and he was really angry when he thought that Dongfang Jia Luo would come.

Huo Chan's drunkenness had already woken up thoroughly, he didn't dare to shake out the staff, but arched his hands and said, "Your Highness is angry, misunderstanding, Huo Mou is not strong enough to drink, and he drank too much just now." ”

Dongfang Jialuo listened to his apology, his anger was about to subside, and the polar night disappeared in his hand in an instant, and said coldly: "Throw her over to me." ”

Jian Xuenu opened her mouth in astonishment and threw her over? Is she a thing? This man is also overbearing.

Huo Chan looked approachable, and said good-naturedly: "Honorable Highness, I can't decide whether she will go or stay, so let her be the master herself." ”

Huo Chan saw Dongfang Jialuo's sudden cold momentum, and thought that he blamed himself for not giving him face and openly shouting with him.

Huo Chan's hand was quick, and he stretched out his fingers and popped out a magic spell, which was imprinted on Jian Xuenu's body, and he shouted: "Go." ”

At this time, a miracle appeared, and the streets were full of Jian Xuenu's shadow, walking in all directions at her speed.

At night, the sky is overcast, and it is not easy to distinguish the true from the fake, if in the hostile battlefield, the enemy uses this magic to disrupt the visual discernment, and wield a knife to slaughter, it will not be wrong. It's just that, at this time, he can't hurt her.

Jian Xuenu walked in astonishment, this magic should be the legendary phantom magic, the streets are full of herself, more awesome than Sun Wukong's seventy-two changes, since she is leaving, of course she is going back to the academy and her dormitory.

Making friends with a Huo Cicada brother who is extremely magical, she feels that she has earned it. Looking at Dongfang Garo like a wooden stake in the middle of the street, not to mention how pleasant, she grinned like a peach blossom, and she smiled all over the street, and she walked past him defiantly......

The unique aroma and inherent body temperature of her body were captured by Dongfang Jialuo, and when she squinted at the light of Dongfang Jialuo's eyes and the evil intent drawn from the corners of her lips, she was shocked that it was not good.