Song Xingchen was not in a hurry to fight with Zhou Ding, but moved his lower waist first, which was known as to warm up first, and his soft body did all kinds of difficult movements of lowering his waist and splitting his legs, and soon his pretty face was dyed pink.

Because of the agreement, Zhou Ding had to watch Song Xingchen's performance with anger, until his patience was completely exhausted, then he threw a sword to Song Xingchen's feet, and sneered: "If you want to give you a way to live, then don't blame this prince for not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, it is your honor to be able to successfully provoke this prince and die under the sword of this prince." ”

"Phew, it's really a shameless megalomaniac, you can kill me and then talk about it, otherwise you are not even as good as a woman, so hurry up and go back to the Western Zhou Kingdom, and let your father arrange a few more imperial doctors to study it, maybe you can still get married and have children." Song Xingchen deliberately wanted to provoke Zhou Ding, and he was also angry in his heart, so he naturally spoke viciously.

As for those secret guards, they were all ignored by Song Xingchen for the time being, as long as they didn't interfere, they would have a chance to live.

After dragging on for so long, no one has come to rescue him, and Song Xingchen has no bottom in his heart, but he is still willing to believe that his life is big, and what he raises under his hands is not waste.

The important thing is that she made an appointment with Yelang to meet, Song Xingchen didn't believe that Yelang would miss the appointment, as long as Yelang came, she would be safe.

"This prince is going to kill you!" Zhou Ding drank.

"There's a lot of nonsense, like a girl, when I verify the authenticity of this sword, I'll fight three hundred rounds." Song Xingchen glanced at Zhou Ding, bent down to pick up the long sword, and slashed it on the ground, leaving a scratch on the ground, and the sword body made a buzzing sound.

The corners of Song Xingchen's mouth hooked up a smile, but those secret guards changed their breath.

"Yes, yes, this sword is real, so let's get started." Song Xingchen held the sword in both hands, and suddenly slashed at Zhou Ding, "Ya, dare to argue with me, if you can't kill you, you will be cut to death!" ”

Song Xingchen's fierce appearance stimulated Zhou Ding even more, "Hmph, this prince wants to scratch your face and sell it to the Qinglou, so that you can't die!" ”

"Vicious villain, eat me with a sword!" As soon as Song Xingchen's voice fell, the long sword in his hand changed its angle, and instead of cutting it down on Zhou Ding's head, it swept to his chest.

Zhou Ding's original block move failed, and it was too late to change the angle, but fortunately, he had a kung fu foundation, and hurriedly took half a step back, which opened Song Xingchen's sword body.

However, Zhou Ding's speed was half a beat slower after all, and the placket on his chest was cut, but it did not hurt the flesh and skin.

"The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and you can't even scratch the weapon, but it's good that I didn't scratch your face, otherwise this weapon would not have been broken." Song Xingchen stood in place and said with a mocking expression.

"How dare you call me cheeky?" Zhou Ding, who was looking down to check whether he was injured, heard Song Xingchen's words, and his blood suddenly surged, and he couldn't care about his image, so he slashed at Song Xingchen with a swing of his sword.

Song Xingchen seemed to be frightened, his mouth opened slightly, and the whole person froze there without moving.

Zhou Ding didn't care about this, the long sword in his hand was straight to Song Xingchen's chest, and he looked like he wanted to take her life.

However, when the long sword was about to pierce Song Xingchen's chest, he saw her suddenly disappear, and in Zhou Ding's daze, she appeared beside him again, and the long sword in her hand was already on Zhou Ding's neck.

Song Xingchen's speed was so fast that no one suspected that she had disappeared out of thin air, only when she was extremely high in martial arts, so high that they couldn't see her path clearly.

The dark guards moved in unison, but Song Xingchen stuffed a pill into Zhou Ding's mouth before they could make a move, and punched him heavily in the chest, forcing Zhou Ding to swallow the pill.

"Don't move, otherwise even if you can join forces to kill me, your Nine Emperor Princes will not see the sun tomorrow, if you don't believe me, try it." Song Xingchen said coldly, at this moment, he was completely a master's posture, which was terrifying.

The secret guards hesitated, waiting for Zhou Ding's order.

Regardless of whether what Song Xingchen said was true or not, Zhou Ding didn't dare to gamble with his life, waved his hand to signal everyone to retreat, and he also dropped his blade, and asked with a gloomy face: "What did you swallow for me?" ”

"Do you think I'd be so kind as to tell someone who wants to kill me that I gave him a seven-step madness?" After Song Xingchen finished speaking, he covered his small mouth, looking cute and leaking.

"Seven steps to madness?" Zhou Ding had obviously never heard of this name.

"It's terrible to be uneducated, so Miss Ben will give you some science." Song Xingchen glanced at Zhou Ding with disdain, and walked up slowly, the long sword never left Zhou Ding's neck, cutting through a trace of his flesh and skin, "Seven steps of madness, as the name suggests, you will be crazy after seven steps, and the effect of the medicine will not be completed until you kill yourself." Do you want to try the Nine Emperors? Let your subordinates know what the seven steps are. ”

"Slut, hurry up and give me the antidote, otherwise this prince will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Zhou Ding couldn't suppress his anger anymore and shouted hatefully.

"I'm so scared." Song Xingchen patted his chest with one hand, but the long sword was handed forward, forcing Zhou Ding to step back, "One step, the Nine Emperor Princes can still take a step in this life, but you have to cherish it." ”

Song Xingchen smiled cutely, but in Zhou Ding's opinion, it was even more terrifying than a demon.

Turning his head sideways, Song Xingchen smiled friendlyly, and wanted to force Zhou Ding to walk, Zhou Ding was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "What the hell do you want to give the prince the antidote?" As long as you say it, this prince will definitely be able to do it. ”

"Well, I'll think about it first." Song Xingchen touched his chin with a pensive look.

Zhou Ding looked at the delicate person in front of him, and the hatred in his eyes couldn't turn Song Xingchen into ashes, but his life was in the hands of others, but he didn't dare to make any moves.

But Zhou Ding's mood is more fear, he has been planning for so many years, if he dies in the hands of a woman, he is unwilling!

"Do you want to live?" Song Xingchen played with the long sword in her hand, as long as she flipped it again, it would scratch Zhou Ding, and Zhou Ding would inevitably take another step back in order to survive.

"What the hell do you want?" Zhou Ding's body trembled, he didn't know if what Song Xingchen said about the seven-step madness was true, but the fear in his heart was spreading.

"I'll ask you a few questions, you have to answer me honestly, if you are lying, then don't blame my sword for being unkind." Song Xingchen smiled evilly.

"If you dare to kill me, they will not let you go, even the emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom has to give an explanation to the Western Zhou Kingdom, and your Song family will be buried for me!" Zhou Ding opened his mouth stiffly, if his voice did not tremble, it would be more convincing.

Song Xingchen's eyes cooled down instantly, and the hand holding the sword used a little force, and the blade of the sword fit Zhou Ding's skin like this, and a blood mark fell shallowly.

"Slut! I'm the prince of the Western Zhou Kingdom, you don't want to let go of this prince soon! Zhou Ding's shout became sharp, and his body trembled.

The next moment, Song Xingchen pinched his nose, bowed his head with disgust, and looked at Zhou Ding, who was drawing a map.

"It's really not planted, you pee your pants when you're scared, no wonder your Western Zhou Kingdom is a defeated country." Song Xingchen opened his mouth with a sigh, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Hey, how long are you going to listen?" I'm not in the mood to coax a prince who pees his pants, so hurry in and take people away, and help me clean up the house by the way! ”

Song Xingchen's shout made the secret guards in the house immediately put on guard, as long as Zhou Ding gave an order, they would definitely kill Song Xingchen as soon as possible.

But how could Song Xingchen give them this opportunity?

"Nine Emperor Princes, the antidote is not on me, if you kill me, you will definitely not be able to get the antidote." Song Xingchen said, suddenly pushed Zhou Ding, and told him to take three steps back, "It's already four steps, can the Nine Emperor Princes think your people can leave you safely before you finish seven steps?" ”

"Despicable!" Zhou Ding stood firm in front of him, his body was still swaying back and forth, but he didn't dare to move his footsteps again.

With his bad arms around his chest, Song Xingchen looked at the swaying Zhou Ding and whistled, almost making Zhou Ding vomit blood.

There was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and they didn't need to ask to know that it was Song Xingchen's help, and they didn't have time to tease anymore.

"Song Xingchen, you wait for this prince, today's enmity will be doubled!" Zhou Ding's gloomy gaze locked on Song Xingchen, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, don't wait for this prince to leave!" ”

"Hey, don't you want an antidote?" Song Xingchen kindly reminded.

"As long as this prince doesn't walk, this poison won't attack, and this prince doesn't believe that there is no way to cure this poison in the world." Zhou Ding said hatefully.

The secret guards quickly lifted Zhou Ding up and quickly evacuated.

Song Xingchen's smile condensed at this moment, what she gave Zhou Ding just now was not to wear intestinal poison, she wanted to kill Zhou Ding, but she couldn't kill people in the Song family, otherwise it would definitely affect her family.

Although he didn't have much contact with Zhou Ding, Song Xingchen knew very well that Zhou Ding was the kind of person who would repay his flaws, and today they could be regarded as having a deep feud.

The doors were kicked open, the windows were kicked open, and the roof leaked through several holes.

Song Xingchen followed the prestige, and saw his own secret guards pouring in one after another, and he couldn't help but have a headache.

This house is uninhabitable for the time being, and it will cost a lot of money to renovate it, which is a big loss.

"Xingchen, are you alright?" Song Mu and Zhou Feng entered the door together and asked in unison, with unconcealed concern.

"Whoever breaks something, remember to pay the silver." Song Xingchen's eyes swept around, and when he didn't see Yelang coming in, he couldn't help frowning, thinking that the first one to rush in would be Yelang.

Seeing that Song Xingchen was fine, the two of them were relieved, and Zhou Feng said, "Yelang went to chase people." ”

Song Xingchen nodded, understanding what Zhou Feng meant, Yelang was assigned by him, and it was hard to say anything, who made the family a prince.

"Thank you to the second prince for coming to the rescue." Song Xingchen bowed unconcernedly, walked outside, and yawned: "That Zhou Ding came with a cement prescription, the second prince has been paying more attention recently, I guess Zhou Ding will not give up so easily." ”

Song Xingchen was unharmed, and the house was already broken like this, so Song Mu asked Zhou Feng to go to the study to discuss the matter.

As for how Song Xingchen, a weak woman, escaped under the hands of so many secret guards, no one asked, and it became a tacit secret to each other.

When Yelang returned, Song Xingchen had not fallen asleep yet, and was sitting on the head of the bed reading a book.

"I've got a supper for you, let's eat a little first." Song Xingchen pointed to the soup on the table and said to Yelang.

"Don't take any more risks in the future." Yelang came directly to the bedside and hugged Song Xingchen into his arms, with a little anger and fear.

Although Yelang chose to support Song Xingchen's decision, every moment outside the room made him tremble, for fear that he would not come in time and make Song Xingchen hurt.

After all, he is just a mortal, not an immortal, and many things are beyond his control.