Chapter 4: The Past Is Like Smoke

The two princes thought they had misheard, and they were not monks in the middle of the foundation. Even if Mengqing'er is the proud daughter of the sky, what if she is already a genuine foundation building consummation?

The important thing is that they are two people, and Mengqing'er is one person who doesn't say it. It's still a woman, so I thought I heard it wrong.

"Aren't the two princes afraid?"

Dream chuckled, she got two memories from this body. One is "she" as the saint of the world, and the other is the original princess's understanding of the world.

Based on the memories of the two proud daughters of the sky, she thinks she should be able to beat these two people, right?

The princess laughed, if she was really afraid. It seems that Prince Liu is just a little timid, and it is not a big deal. Gu Mo smiled gently.

"Nonsense, Gu Mo, you wicked people sue first."

.....

Meng Qing'er saw that these two people were like fools, so she had a trace of sympathy. I thought it would be better to do it lightly.

"Enough is enough, we are wasting time one by one. If the two of you work together to defeat me, then you find time to fight again. The loser automatically gives up. ”

Hearing her words, the two of them seemed to be enlightened.

"In that case, it would be rude."

Gu Mo posed and made him look like a decent gentleman. In fact, she knew that this guy was even more difficult to deal with than Liu Wuci.

And Liu Wuci glanced at her, and his throat grunted. It's as if she's already going to marry him, and she's about to get her body. I can't help but feel disgusted.

"Don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!"

Zheng~ The sound of the sword unsheathed was quite pleasant, and Gu Mo and Liu Wuci flashed on both sides.

Because it's the first time she's used a sword now, even if she has two memories. There are some first-time strangeness, so her first sword is as slow as a snail.

The two princes, who had an idea for her, dodged the first sword with great ease, but did not make a move.

"Princess, your swordsmanship is a little rusty."

It's not the same if you're an expert, and Liu Wuci's weapon is also a sword. It can be seen what level Mengqing'er's sword was at just now.

As for Gu Mo is a qin cultivator, playing the piano well can make people die invisibly. He didn't feel any pain, so he just had some accomplishments with the piano.

"Oh, I learned this sword technique a few days ago."

The sword she had just learned was new, it was just a random stab. If they knew that she wasn't as good as she used to be, they would definitely have bad intentions.

If she had lost her body, she would have committed suicide.

"I see, Princess Dream is really talented. I didn't expect that the sword that had three points of fire just now was actually newly learned. ”

Liu Wuci didn't blush when she told lies, in fact, she also knew that this prince was currying favor with her. That is, it is a sycophant, but it is not exposed.

Gu Mo, who was watching coldly, just muttered "cut", but she didn't hear it.

Presumably, Liu Wuci should have heard it, because she found that Liu Wuci was staring at Gu Mo with gritted teeth at this time.

What now? She found herself unable to release even a little bit of spiritual power, when she was nervous. I felt the sword in my hand tremble slightly.

"Can you help me?"

Mengqing'er stared at the sword in her hand with a hopeful gaze, which might be her last hope.

This sword is originally a natal spirit sword, and it has been cast with the blood flowing from her body for more than ten years. She could even feel the emotion of the sword.

Suddenly, the Natal Spirit Sword was alive again as before. He took her body and walked towards the two men.

No one noticed this situation, Gu Mo was not good at close combat. The first time he didn't dodge, the long sword grazed his waist. There was no blood at all.

Liu Wuci not only learned swordsmanship, but also practiced his body skills. Only then did he luck dodge this sword, otherwise he would definitely have left a wound.

There was no bleeding wound, and it didn't take a few seconds. The opening on Gu Mo's waist was completely stained red with blood, and he didn't frown. It really surprised Mengqing'er.

Could it be that this guy is an emotionless person? Otherwise, she was slashed by her sword and couldn't even see any other emotions?

In the final analysis, the original owner of her body is too strong, and basically no one can hurt her. The most is the emotional sorrow of the saint of the world.

"Okay, the princess's sword just now is really amazing." Liu Wuci saw that Gu Mo was injured, and his heart was excited.

He didn't care at all, because he had already cultivated the Sword Intent Seed. I'm afraid that if you really start moving, you won't be able to touch him in your dreams.

It seemed that the two of them didn't take her previous words seriously, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The princess is really powerful, Gu Mo seems to be serious. If you are offended, I hope the princess will not care. ”

When she heard Gu Mo's words, she was also nervous. It seems that it's going to be real, but I didn't expect it to be this guy's real strength just now! She thought it was ......

I really dare to think that the strength of the prince of a dignified country is really as unbearable as it was just now. That would have been a laughing stock for a long time.

I saw a guqin suddenly appear in his hand, and he stroked it gently as if he was caressing her. Mengqing'er got goosebumps all over her body when she thought of this.

taught this guy a lesson, and actually let her see such a dirty appearance.

Just as she was thinking about this, a very beautiful piano sounded around. Before you know it, you fall into it.

Airplanes~

The sword in her hand trembled violently, as if unwilling to give in. Immediately after that, Mengqing'er, who had lost her soul just now, came back to her senses, and secretly rejoiced that she was lucky to have the spirit sword in her hand.

"Interesting?"

Liu Wuci, who was originally addicted to the sound of the piano, recovered suddenly after hearing her delicate voice, and even he couldn't resist.

Unexpectedly, Mengqing'er was not affected at all, and she was really the proud daughter of the sky. If his princess is not so talented, how can he be worthy of himself?

There is also Gu Mo who plays the piano who has this idea, and he has successfully practiced the seed of this piano sound. It's easy to confuse people.

But now Mengqing is fine, and he wonders if his piano is broken. However, he soon denied it, because his piano was a quasi-spiritual weapon.

As long as you find the corresponding material, let a refiner help you recast it. Metamorphosis is highly likely.

When the time comes, if you nourish it with your own blood, you can become your own natal weapon in a few years. That is, it is equivalent to the sword held in Mengqing'er's hand, and its power is not comparable to that of ordinary soldiers.

Gu Mo was only shocked for a moment, and then played a song again. This time it's no longer the kind of sound that relaxes, it's the opposite.

Many negative emotions such as loneliness, loneliness, and depression follow one after another, as if acting in a tragic movie. Those who hear it weep, and those who hear it are sad. It immediately hooked the string in her heart.

The things of three lifetimes, fused together. How many sad things accumulated, and the sword in her hand fell off.

Liu Wuci's eyes froze, as a sword cultivator, he knew that if a sword cultivator lost his sword, it was like losing his right arm. And now is the time when it is at its most crisp.

Rumble! One after another, the sound waves were towards the dream, and Liu Wuqi was ready to shoot at any time.

It's just that the spirit sword that fell to the ground in the next second levitated and slowly returned to her hand. This phenomenon made him unbelievable.

"Impossible, how can it be a sword spirit?!"

It's just that when he just finished saying this, he saw that Mengqing'er seemed to be a different person. With a sword split in his hand, a sword qi was formed.

This sword qi went straight to that ancient ink, and saw that this sword qi was very powerful. He yelled at Liu Wuci: "Liu Wuci, you bastard, you don't come to help?"

Liu Wuci was awakened by Gu Mo's scolding, and his body technique appeared beside him in an instant.

"Impossible, don't you have anything sad about?" Gu Mo Lianse was quite ugly, and he never missed this trick again.

Only then did Mengqing'er raise her head, tears sliding down her cheeks. The spiritual power on her body is very strong, and this is obviously not her who can't even use a sword just now.

"How could it not be, but everything is not so important anymore."