Qing looked at him quietly, it turned out that he was the legendary first beautiful man of the Tianche Dynasty admired by thousands of people, King Pingzhao, Mu Ling. However, will the world be so confused that they can't see the fierceness under his eyes?

Forget it, let's avoid this catastrophe first, Qing Ning thought like this, and still smiled mildly and said: "Kill, which eye of Your Highness saw me kill?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed to Yan Yuesheng, who was already frightened on the roof, and continued: "Isn't there another one on it?"

Then he smiled and looked at the servant girl lying on the ground: "Besides, this woman just fell down, only three feet high, and she didn't hit her head on the ground, how could she die?" It's nothing more than fainting because of pain or fear. Your Highness slanders the people's daughters so plainly, it is not in accordance with the laws of heaven!"

"Oh? Really?" Mu Ling questioned, and the white-clothed guard behind him immediately ran to the handmaid to check on it, and returned to his Highness with a slap in the face and said, "Your Highness, it's really fine."

Hearing this, Mu Ling suddenly smiled and said, "Then it seems that I have misunderstood the girl, and I should apologize, why don't I invite the girl to tea?"

Mu Ling looked at this princess who fled from Daibei to Tianche a few days ago, he was very interested, he originally thought that what kind of three-headed and six-armed person should be who could escape from the fire house of the Heaven Sacrifice Field in front of everyone, but he didn't expect a yellow-haired little girl, and she looked absolutely unearthly.

When I first saw her today, she was playing on the street and hurting people and framing her, and finally bit him back, a set of kung fu was done, and she was also a talent, he was still very interested, and even more so than before.

But Qing would rather not think so, how could this person not see through that the servant girl is not dead, just to find a reason to talk to her, after all, it is not a good thing to provoke such a person, in case someone accidentally shakes the handle, she will give up all her efforts, she feels that it is not worth it.

"Your Highness, you and I just met in Pingshui, you don't have to be so polite, the little woman still has something to do, so I'll leave first." Qing Ning didn't want to entangle with him more, so she turned around and left.

"Miss Yan Qingning" Qingning was shocked, how could he know her name.

The moment the voice came from behind itself, Qing Ning's cold arms were pulled one by one, and crashed into the arms of the person behind him, the faint fragrance of gardenia on his body, mixed with a little man's youthful breath, smelled, particularly refreshing, with a smile in his eyes, and looked at her condescendingly: "What if this king says he wants you to accompany him?"

His Royal Highness King Pingzhao is full of romance, and it is not uncommon to look at a woman in plain sight, and he has the right to ask for it at will, and everyone is not surprised and scattered.

Qing Ning didn't speak, trying to break free, but that arm was extremely strong, and in the face of her full strength to break free, she finally had no choice but to say: "Okay, then I will accept His Highness's apology."

Mu Ling let go of her when she heard her answer, and said with a smile: "I'll take you to the best restaurant here."

A man and a woman, with the same stunning faces, walked down the street and attracted envious glances, but if you look closely, you will see that the man is radiant, but the woman is spiritless.

The last time I just escaped from the fire house in the Daibei Sacrifice Field, the burns on my body have just healed, in order to come out to find out the news, I was given sweat medicine for a long time, and I didn't recover much strength, and after waking up, it was a fire, and it was a lesson, and it was a battle of wits and courage with this person, and I was hugged and hugged by people in vain, Qing Ning was really tired.

Here, it is the capital of the Tianche Dynasty, Moling. Look at what they came to is the best restaurant in Moling, Yipinju.

Qing Ning has been speechless, just lowered his eyes and listened to the messy discussions in this building, taking a nap, this place is really lively, Tianche is really worthy of being the only country that can compete with Daibei in this troubled world, and its prosperity is a good condensation in this restaurant.

"This woman likes bright colors in her cardamom years, why does Miss Yan prefer this hell flower?"

Qing Ning raised his head and looked at the ghost-like prince, he was referring to the pattern on the other side of her body, she was wearing a red dress, and the pattern was outlined with deeper red lines. The color is actually difficult to distinguish, but his observation is so good.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, doesn't Your Highness also like mandalas?"

"There are two kinds of manju sawa, and the one that blooms smoothly will go to heaven for the white one and the one for the red one will go to hell."

Mu Ling's words, is it reminding her of something?

Qing Ning didn't believe that that ethereal fate could affect a person's life, so she opened her mouth and refused: "What's there, it's just the difference between white and red." ”

Mu Ling chuckled, moistened the world, then raised his hand and poured two teas, and handed one to Qing Ning, saying, "The storyteller here is the best in Quan Moling."

Qing Ning took the tea and took a sip and said, "Thank you, Your Highness"

But the words from the mouth of the storyteller she heard the next moment made her almost unable to hold the teacup steadily, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the high platform in the middle of the restaurant.

On the high platform, the storyteller spat and flew: "It is said that on the sacrifice field in the north of this generation, it is a raging fire, looking hotter than the sun in the sky, the northern emperor of this era personally presided over this sacrifice, and directly threw the only princess of the north of the generation into the fire, and it was without blinking an eye......

Hearing this, Qing Ning had no intention of hearing it anymore, she was the only princess of Shengyang in the Daibei Dynasty, but because of a birthmark on her hand, she was named "Chilian Enchantress", and she was destined to be sacrificed and burned to death, that was her biological father, and she was merciless.

Qing Ning thought about the sacrifice three months ago, the heartache of that scene was extremely clear, and his hand had unconsciously increased his strength, holding the tea cup, making a sizzling sound.

"Miss, do you know the Chilian Enchantress of Daibei" Mu Ling suddenly asked, and this was a clever question.

If she wasn't the enchantress, it wouldn't hurt to discuss it with him. If she is, this question will be a bit heart-wrenching, and she will definitely show an unnatural look.

"I've heard" Qing Ning forced his composure and continued: "Chilian Demon Queen, the world overturned as soon as it came out, so everyone in the world was punished, a few days ago, wasn't it just sacrificed to the sky in Daibei?" ”

Qing Ning was still gentle on the surface, but the other hand hidden under the sleeve robe was already clenched into a fist, and it became red due to too much force, and the knuckles even made some gurgling sounds.

Everyone in the world wants to put her to death for an illusory prophecy, even including her father, the high Emperor of the North.

"Did you hear that?" A voice suddenly came, and someone at the table next to him was talking about something.

Qing Ning let go of his hand, took a sip of tea, and listened with low eyes.

"Emperor Daibei divided the body of the high priest of Daibei"

"Really? Isn't Daibei always the most important priest? ”

"Alas, who knows, I heard that his body was hung in the gates of the city for seven days."

Qing Ning's hand moved, and the hand holding the tea cup was a little harder, and the tea cup was almost shattered.

However, it couldn't hide the anger in the woman's heart. The man who was the best man in the world ended up like this because he saved her.

"That's too ruthless!"

"Alas! If it weren't for the old priest's intercession, I heard that they would have to be eaten."

Hearing this, the teacup in Qing Ning's hand suddenly fell and was placed heavily on the table, making a muffled "bang". The strength was so great that it almost made the table fall apart.

Her eyes were already red, tears were about to well-up in her eyes, and the most obvious emotion in her eyes was hatred.

Just now, the words were like knives, engraved in her heart, the pain was almost suffocating, if it wasn't for Ah Yu who fished her out of the fire, and blocked thousands of pursuers in Daibei for her, how would she have survived to this day.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, Qing Ning is unwell today, and I'm out of company" Even his voice was trembling.

She got up, walked out of Yipinju quickly, and walked quickly towards Shang Shuling's Mansion.

Ah Yu, you wait for me, Qing Ning will not take revenge, and swear not to be a person.

With tears in his eyes, he still fell silently......