Chapter 127: The tip of the needle is against the wheat
He didn't want anyone to watch the two of them fight, but she wanted it! She's going to him!!
How, how is he tolerant of her? How? She's going to go against what he wants!
If you're angry, you'll divorce her! She wished he had divorced her quickly! The sooner the better, the sooner the better, preferably now!
"Ling Xiyun!!" Then a roar broke through the sky.
"Yes." Ling Xiyun was not afraid of being angry with him, and followed his words lightly.
"You!" Narong Jingxuan's anger rushed straight to his head, and the face of the evil ice cube that had not changed for thousands of years finally became angry. He was actually by her! She's going to do the opposite! Good! Very good!
"What the hell are you trying to do!" Narong Jingxuan suppressed his anger and looked at Ling Xiyun's eyes with a chill.
"If you want them to watch, why can the prince call the guards to come and see, but I can't? I want them to see how I beat you!" ”
I don't know where the confidence came from, so she let out this wild word. Maybe she wanted to get out of here too much, and she wanted to ask for his restraint too much.
The guards were also taken aback by Ling Xiyun's words, and the princess ...... He wants to defeat the prince?!
Is she too ignorant and conceited, or is she too hidden?
The world is crazy! There are still people who want to declare war on their invincible prince!
"Today, you're going to give me a letter of resignation!" She snorted, her body crooked, she was fully prepared, and kicked him straight in the head.
Leave the book! It's a divorce again! That's how she wanted him to divorce her! I actually want to defeat him!
Doesn't this dead woman know that after being divorced, she will be ridiculed by the world and her family?
He looked at her flying feet, squinted at the side of his head, and the feet passed his face, only slightly ruffling a few strands of his black hair.
This scene was already within Ling Xiyun's expectations, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and she rushed over at a fast speed, punching his handsome face!
Narong Jingxuan was not in a hurry, and quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist, and the pink fist stopped a few centimeters away from his handsome face.
Ling Xiyun was not angry, she approached him even closer, and slashed at him with the hand that was not caught. She has mastered the full strength of this split, if it were an ordinary person, her absolute brains would be smashed out! But it's different for Narong Jingxuan, but it can also be smashed!
Narong Jingxuan's free hand was quickly raised up, and finally, he firmly grasped that hand and spared this tragedy.
This dead woman is really here with him, if she wasn't fast enough, this face would definitely be swollen, and her head would have been knocked open!
Where did her strength come from, and who did she learn this martial art from? Is it self-taught?
No way! How could a weak woman teach herself martial arts! Could it be the Ling family? What they teach...... When it's over, this matter still needs to be further investigated by him!
Just as Narong Jingxuan was thinking, he didn't notice that Ling Xiyun's yin leg suddenly arched up and slammed into his lower body!
"Hiss......" Narong Jingxuan gasped, hurriedly let go of the two hands that grabbed Ling Xiyun, and quickly took a step back, and the two hands pressed against Ling Xiyun's pubic leg hard.
His face instantly became black and smelly, this dead woman actually dared to play yin! Damn it! If he hadn't reacted fast enough, the consequences would have been ......
The reaction is okay, and the three consecutive hits are actually dodged, but ......
The corners of Ling Xiyun's mouth hooked into an unfathomable smile, and her freed hand suddenly clenched into a curved shape and struck at his throat.