Yang Weiran tried to move a few times, she felt that the shoes were very strange, there was a steady stream of aura injected into her body, and her limbs were very transparent.

"Are these shoes a treasure?"

With a steady stream of aura infusion, it must be a treasure.

"This is made by Beihai Crystal, and when the arrogant feast begins, I will give you another dress, and it doesn't look good at all to wear these red-hot dresses all day long. ”

After the Cloud Emperor finished speaking, he stepped forward.

Liu Xiang's eyes are about to fall out, that is the Beihai Crystal! What kind of person is it, such a violent thing, to waste the Beihai Crystal.

Yang Weiran's mind was no longer on the pair of crystal shoes, and she wondered in her heart, is the dress she is wearing really not good?

I tilted my head and thought about it for a long time, but I didn't figure it out, so I just didn't care.

The remnants of the Divine King are all over the Buddha Mountains, the thick ancient trees are swaying, the leaves are verdant and dripping, and there are surging life essences, and this territory is about to sink.

Walking in the vast mountains, I met many monks along the way, and they also went to find the Red Scale Holy Dragon, this fierce bird has long been psychic.

If you can suppress it, you will have a good helper when you fight, and no matter what, you have to find a way to take it away.

"Yo, isn't this the princess of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty, Yang Weiran, you golden branches and jade leaves, every time you go out, a few people have to find a sedan chair to carry it. ”

A woman wearing a phoenix crown walked out of the crowd, her eyes fell on Yang Weiran's body, she didn't look very old, she was only ten years old.

She is a monk of the Bashi Sect, and her name is Bafeng.

Ba Feng smiled playfully: "Why don't you go and find a few people for you, so as not to hurt your body." ”

"Injured, Miss Ba shouldn't be laughing! The princess of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty is not weak in cultivation, is her physique not as good as that of mortals?"

Some people followed suit, they had all heard of the name of Yang Weiran, the princess of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty, and were spoiled by her brothers, uncles, and aunts.

From childhood to adulthood, she was not allowed to suffer at all, and a distance of 100 meters had to find someone to carry her in a sedan chair.

"No way! Who called someone the first princess in the millions of years since the founding of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty. ”

Ba Feng said in a deep voice: "You don't know yet, right! Last time at the arrogant banquet, she was burned by a glass of warm water, and Zhen Nima laughed at me." ”

"The Great Emperor's cultivation was actually scalded by warm water, do you say she doesn't even know what cultivation is?"

"This ......"

Many monks have heard about the arrogant banquet, and they have not dared to discuss it in the past because they were afraid of the heritage of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty.

Today, with the Bafeng of the Bashi Sect supporting the field, they don't have so many taboos.

"It is said that her cultivation is piled up with pills, because she eats too many pills, and even her brain is broken. ”

She is very famous in those Tianjiao circles, and is regarded by many people as a topic of conversation after dinner. ”

"Cut, fart princess of the Sanyang Frontier Dynasty, I think she's a joke......"

Hearing everyone's merciless counting, tears flashed in Yang Weiran's beautiful eyes, and his small mouth was pouted, and he was about to cry.

Liu Xiang can't stand it anymore, as the saying goes, scolding doesn't reveal shortcomings, although he also admits that this Yang Weiran's brain is a little stupid, but you can't keep talking about her shortcomings!

Despite the stupidity of her brain, she is still quite beautiful, especially the skin, which is tender and can pinch out water.

"Yo, is our little princess going to cry?"

Ba Feng laughed and said: "Are you going back to the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty to find someone to repair us, oops, look at my brain, with your IQ, can you find a way back?"

"Unless I find a few people to send you back, you won't have any treasures to show you anyway, so you might as well treat them with your body." ”

"Hurry up and help me send Yang Weiran back, don't worry, she will treat you, look at the skin is so tender." ”

Yang Weiran's skin was so tender that almost all the female cultivators were jealous.

"Princess Yang, our brothers are from the Heavenly Remnant Sect, as long as you serve a few good brothers, we promise to send you to the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty. ”

The cultivation of those people is not weak, they are ugly, and their smiles are obscene, which makes people have the urge to slap them to death.

"Tsk, it seems that this time Yang Weiran is in a catastrophe, I have heard of these people, they are notorious in the Heavenly Remnant Sect, and then somehow climbed to the top of the phoenix. ”

"I heard that they have played a lot of female cultivators, although Yang Weiran's cultivation is strong, but he has never cultivated, so he can't be their opponent at all. ”

After all, Yang Weiran is the princess of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty. ”

"Even if she is the princess of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty, with the support of Bafeng, these people don't have to worry about ...... at all"

Those monks who watched the play couldn't bear to feel sorry, although Yang Weiran's brain was not very good, but she was still a little girl in the end.

has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child, for fear that she will fall and bump it, and be spoiled by you like this, and she has not learned a little arrogant, if she is pitted, it is indeed a pity.

"You have to think clearly, I am the princess of the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty, if ......"

Before Yang Weiran's words were finished, those people laughed evilly: "Of course we know that the Sanyang Xinjiang Dynasty is unparalleled, but presumably your uncles and brothers are happy to have a few more people to love you." ”

"It's short, little princess, let's not waste our time. ”

As he spoke, the men walked briskly, their eyes shining with an evil light.

Yang Weiran's body was tense, she took out the Flame Holy Bow, as long as these people dared to come, she was not welcome.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a violent force swept through the Eight Desolations, and the bodies of those people were like a kite with a broken string, flying out quickly upside down, coughing up blood on the ground.

They felt their bones shattered, even their internal organs strangled together, and the sharp pain hit them, as if they were about to perish.

"Shhh

The sudden change made countless monks gasp, and they all set their eyes on the blue-shirted boy. They were all curious about who this blue-shirted boy was.

"What kind of person is he, he actually slapped the four Great Emperor Monks in one slap, this is too scary! ”

"I'll go, this shouldn't be the golden beetle son-in-law caught by Yang Weiran!"

"When the world-famous Tianjiao is shocked, there seems to be no shadow of him, and he should not be the person who inherits the power of the Great Sect Frontier Country......"

When everyone whispered, Bafeng's eyes suddenly sank, she had never seen such a good-looking man.

Why should everyone revolve around Yang Weiran, a good-for-nothing slut, she is also a monk of the Lion Sect, and her status is transcendent.

It's really annoying that every place is not as good as Yang Weiran.