"Huh...... Princess, don't you think you look like the street shrew? Tsk, who would dare to marry such a woman? ”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Zichengpu came back to his senses suddenly, and his tearful eyes swept towards the crowd of onlookers.

A cadre of passers-by hurriedly turned their heads and didn't look at Zicheng's embarrassed appearance, which obviously confirmed what Nan Moyi said.

She is the seventh princess... Be...... A shrew?

"Bastard!"

Zicheng Pu turned his head and stared at Nan Moyi deadly, his face full of forbearance.

It's all this woman, it's all her! It's all her! Otherwise, she wouldn't have lost such a big person!

Sky!! If the man she admired heard this, he would definitely be afraid of her and would not pay attention to her anymore!

Nan Moyi stroked the long whip in his hand with one hand, and his expression was as if he was appreciating a treasure, "How is it?" Learn or not! ”

How could it be possible to learn!

She is a princess, she stretches out her hands to eat to open her mouth, and she has a lifetime of fine clothes and food, how can she learn!

"Lianke! You lowly woman, how dare you tell this princess to learn how to bark?! ”

One word stirs up a thousand waves!

The princess actually said that the daughter of the right minister is low!

Even if this Lian Ke is not good, she is still the daughter of this right minister...... How can you be lowly!

"Hehehehehe......"

Nan Moyi suddenly let out a chuckle, the laughter was crisp, but it seemed to come from hell, making people's backs shine, as if something was against their own lives.

Nan Moyi opened his lips and shook the world with one word, "Am I low? No matter how bad I am, I'm better than you, the princess of waste! It's just a piece of waste, and you dare to yell at me? When Lao Tzu practiced whipping, you didn't know if you could walk! The dog's eyes look at the things that are low to people, what happened to the royal things? If you rob it, you can do it! ”

Oh, my God!

The group looked at Nan Moyi who stood proudly in amazement, and the sound of swallowing saliva and falling things sounded from time to time.

Too......

It's so handsome!

She, is she really Lianke!!

And Zicheng Pu also looked at Nan Moyi dumbfounded, unable to believe that these words came from the mouth of this vicious and arrogant woman.

But after a while, it was just as monstrous anger.

Dare to scold her for being a waste of firewood! Blatantly robbing the royal stuff! Very good! Very good!

She is a son of Chengpu, if she doesn't punish her right nine clans, what face will she have to live in the world!

Zicheng Pu suddenly took out a cylinder from his arms and pulled the string under it violently.

A colorful firework burst into the sky, and everyone's hearts paused to beat with a loud bang!

What is that?

Summoning order! When the princesses are in danger, they can use the summoning order to gather all the nearby troops!

God, just to deal with one Lian Ke, it takes tens of millions of soldiers and horses?!

A strong wind danced, and the green trees swayed wildly in the wind, with such force that they seemed to break the thick trunk at the waist, and the sky was full of fine falling leaves.

Zicheng Pu looked at everyone's reaction with satisfaction, a pair of apricot eyes stared at Nan Moyi, and once again lit up with monstrous killing intent.

Fight her? She wanted to see how she could deal with this army alone!

Nan Moyi sneered, still staring at Zicheng Pu nonchalantly.

The slender figure stood proudly, and the aura that was more wanton and proud than Zichengpu was vented. It seems that she is the admired princess, and Zicheng Pu is just a clown who jumps off the beam!

And Nan Moyi's appearance of not being afraid of the sky and the earth obviously made Zichengpu even more angry.

I want to see if she can smile after the people gather!

Many people reacted and hurriedly fled the scene to avoid suffering from the fish in the pond, but found that all the retreats had been cut off, and the soldiers in armor lined up neatly, stepping on heavy steps, and quickly blocked the entire street.

What's going on!

A man in heavy armor walked slowly over with a helmet in his arms, not glancing at Nan Moyi standing opposite.

Standing in front of Zichengpu, the man clasped his fists with both hands and knelt down alone, "Minister, Yan Shifeng, see the princess." ”

As soon as that Zi Chengpu saw him, he hurriedly helped him up, and a rare pink appeared on his face.

Oops! His embarrassed appearance was seen by him......

Nazi Chengpu was secretly annoyed, and only then did he regret using the summoning order.

She didn't expect to summon him!

Oh no! Her embarrassed appearance...... He saw it!

Yan Shifeng got up, but when he saw Zichengpu's face full of chagrin, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, his eyes swept around, but he saw Nan Moyi standing not far away, and what he was holding in his hand was the fire whip of the Seventh Princess.

Yan Shifeng couldn't help frowning, and his gaze fell on the whip in Nan Moyi's hand, "Why is the princess's whip in this girl's hand?" "And it seems to be a familiar girl.

When that Zi Chengpu heard this, his small mouth was raised again, and a pair of watery eyes burst into tears, "She...... She snatched my whip and torn my clothes, you see......"

As he spoke, he pointed to his torn clothes with an aggrieved face, and the spring light almost leaked out.

Yan Shifeng's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and when he looked at Nan Moyi's face carefully, it was really familiar.

She also said that people are waste wood! It's so ugly! They don't take us royal seriously at all...... I still want to put Pu'er to death! ”

As soon as these words came out, the army was in an uproar. The more Zicheng Pu spoke, the more sad he became, and he actually leaned on Yan Shifeng's shoulder in public and cried.

This woman wants to kill the princess?! It's so arrogant! Don't die!

And although the onlookers couldn't believe Zichengpu's words, they did come over because of Zichengpu's scream......

A series of sharp puzzled and surprised eyes fell on him, and Nan Moyi lifted his lips and smiled.

She didn't deny Zichengpu's words, she did have murderous intentions...... But he couldn't kill her.

Yan Shifeng's eyes flickered, this woman can still be in danger in front of so many troops, she is either a fool or has some ability.

But a man who walks out of this impenetrable army? It's fantastic to think about.

No matter how strong this martial arts person is, he can't beat the group, right?

And Nan Moyi also calculated it. The people who came this time were as good as those in Gao Nan.

It's a bit difficult to get out like this......

Zicheng Pu raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Nan Moyi who was standing alone, and choked up, his face full of weakness, "The general is going to snatch my whip back, that's a gift from my father!" ”

Yo, it turned out to be a gift from Jiji? No wonder it takes ...... so much

Nan Moyi raised the whip in his hand and took a look.

Such a good whip...... It's a pity to ruin it.

Brush!

Hearing this voice, everyone's hearts jumped suddenly, and a pair of eyes looked at Nan Moyi standing in the middle of the road in disbelief.

Brush!

There was another heavy voice, and Zicheng Pu straightened up from Yan Shifeng's shoulder, looking at Nan Moyi's actions with a dull face.

Brush!

The shuriken in Nan Moyi's hand turned, buckled into the palm of his hand, and the fire whip that was cut into four pieces fell to the ground, like a poisonous snake that had been cut off, and lost his life.

Her Whip of Fire...... Her Whip of Fire......

Zichengpu's body seemed to be hollowed out, and tears were like beads that could never be broken, dripping down.

She...... How dare she !!!

Although this whip may be useful to Nan Moyi, it is also a reluctant treasure. But if it is a sub-city that can be angry with this, there is no question of being reluctant or reluctant.

This woman is really undisciplined!

"Princess, why do you have to pretend to be like this? I can't believe that the street shrew before was you! ”

Nan Moyi's face was full of light, and the handle of the remaining fire whip was still in her hand.

Zicheng Pu's face suddenly jumped into anger, and he pulled out the sword in Yan Shifeng's hand with one hand, ignoring his obstruction, and stabbed at Nan Moyi.

"Lianke! Go to hell! ”

Listening to Zichengpu's shout, everyone reacted.

That's right! Isn't this Lian Ke, the daughter of the right minister?

The legendary man who escaped from the poisonous girl!

Yan Shifeng was also a little surprised, but now is not the time to care how legendary "Lian Ke" is, Zicheng Pu will be in danger if he is stabbed like this!

Seeing that she dared to challenge herself like this, Nan Moyi even whistled, completely looking like a gentleman's leisurely appearance.

And Zicheng Pu, the killing intent in his eyes can simply turn into blood dripping out.

She was not so angry because a whip was destroyed, but the words added on the back of Nan Moyi's clothes really made her embarrassed in front of Yan Shifeng.

Kill her...... Kill her!

Nan Moyi's fingers turned, and a little turquoise powder was smeared between his fingers. This is the new exclusive secret plum seal poison that she applied to the jade pendant, and it has not been able to go up and down Zicheng Yan's body, and it has been a pity that Nan Moyi has been very sorry. 、

Anyway, it won't die, it's just that life is worse than death, just take this sub-city as an experiment to see how the effect is!

Just as Nan Moyi was about to step forward to greet Zi Chengpu, a big hand suddenly went around her neck from behind and gently clasped her shoulder.

Nan Moyi's pupils shrank, and the shuriken in his hand suddenly stabbed into the abdomen of the person behind him, but he saw the voice of the person in his ear playing, with a familiar softness, "What's wrong...... In less than a month, Yiyi doesn't recognize people? ”

The body was violently carried and flew up, and it was easy to dodge Zichengpu's attack.

Yan Shifeng followed Zichengpu's shocked gaze, and his breathing was blocked at the same time.

I saw that the man in the air was dressed in white, and his clothes were fluttering.

A long robe, peerless elegance, like a fairy, and like a demon.

The knobby fingers easily hugged Nan Moyi, and there was a silver mask on his cheek, which was engraved with the blooming Manzhu Sahua.

Although I can't see the handsome face under the mask, just the majesty that unintentionally emanates from the top and bottom of the body makes people breathe in a way.

The pair of bare black eyes were hanging down, looking at the ugly little woman in her arms like a treasure.

The infinite pampering in those eyes, the sadness of jealousy when I saw Zichengpu.

Why! Why! How can a vicious woman like Zichengpu be liked by such a beautiful man?

Nan Moyi listened to this familiar voice, and hurriedly put the shuriken back, also with a shocked face.

City Chief's Weir?!