Chapter 015 Slap in the face?

"Thank you to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for his kindness and advice. However, the unfortunate loss of wings by the folk girl has become an out-and-out waste, and it is really shameless to stay by the prince's side. ”

Not only can't he stay by Bei Yingao's side, but he can't join his Phoenix Guard.

The Phoenix Guards are all women, but they are all top killers.

He has received the most rigorous and cruel training since he was a child, and he is a powerful trump card in the hands of Beimingao, a sharp sword.

Moreover, once this kingdom becomes a killer, it will lose its eternal freedom, and its life will be the master's.

And, worst of all, after becoming a killer, you will be forced to take poison.

He will be under the control of his master for the rest of his life, and he will not even have a chance to escape and wash his hands in a golden basin.

Killers can't fall in love and can't conceive children.

You can't even have friends.

She didn't want to lose her freedom for once.

The killer career in this country is even more tragic than the fate of the killer in her country.

But even so, in this troubled era where the five countries are competing for power and hundreds of ethnic groups are starving and dying, being able to become a killer and work for others is also one of the best ways to survive and live well.

Especially to be able to join the noble and powerful Prince His Royal Highness Bei Ying Ao, it is a supreme honor, and countless people are eager to rush to it.

To be able to work for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as the supreme lifelong pursuit.

His eyes were cold, his face was gloomy, and the whole sky suddenly darkened.

Time seems to stand still.

The wind rises suddenly, and the wind carries cold frost with it.

What?! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took the initiative to solicit it, but she actually refused?

This is a slap in the face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in front of everyone's eyes, and it is slapping!

Leng Yuefeng, who was about to go crazy just now, suddenly turned her anger into joy.

Hahaha! My good sister, you're stupid, aren't you?

Such a good opportunity to get close to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, don't you want it?!

Leng Yuefeng felt that this was a good opportunity for her to perform.

She opened her mouth excitedly and shouted at Bei Yingao: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the slave family has been in love with you for a long time, and the slave family is willing to join the Phoenix Guard!" ”

“!!!”

Bei Yingao frowned, his expression was as cold as a thousand-year-old cold pool, and his deep, dark and cold eyes glanced at the red feather eagle.

The implicit anger frightened the red feather eagle into weakness.

He quickly came back to his senses, woke up from his guess about whether Leng Yuefeng was crazy, waved his wings, and fanned Leng Yuefeng away in an instant.

Leng Yuefeng is also really miserable, the injury on the *** is not healed, the person is still nailed to the wood, the red feather eagle is very strong this time, and directly fanned off the wood.

Leng Yuefeng*** flew out of the high wall like a half-truncated wooden paper kite, drawing a meteor-like arc in the air, accompanied by her mournful screams and wails, and then fell into the dung pit outside with a "poof......

"Hurry up and save someone!"

Leng Junhao roared urgently.

That's his mother's sister!

The slaves of the Leng family hurriedly got up and chased them out in a hurry.

The square was finally quiet.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, it's quiet now. Hey. ”

The red feather eagle knew that Bei Yingao was angry, who told him just now that he was stunned by Leng Yuefeng's neurosis, and didn't make a move to throw her out in time.

So at this time, the confidence to talk to Bei Mingao was very insufficient, and he consciously lost his smile.

I hope he doesn't lash out at military law.

Under the rule of the Northern Pride, it is very strict.

"Dare to quibble! If you were on the battlefield, you would have died 10,000 times! Self-punishment, pull out ten mao! ”

Beiming's proud face sank like water, and his words were as sharp as a blade.

"Can you pluck a few less? A beautiful red feather like mine is plucked so much that it affects the aesthetics. Your Royal Highness the Prince, you also know that I am from the Appearance Association. ”

The red feather eagle begged in a low voice.

Alas, it's all to blame on that damn Leng Yuefeng!

I was provoked before I got touched!

"Twenty!"

The corners of Beiming's proud eyebrows are slanted upward, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring.