"Feng Lingyu?" Bai Shuiqing was secretly stunned, then straightened the broken hair in front of his forehead, looked back and said with a smile: "Yes, it's boring, could it be that you are here to relieve my boredom?" ”

"Then you might as well drink tea!" Saying that, Feng Lingyu smiled slyly, took out a jade cup casually, and shook it at Bai Shuiqing.

"Invite Hanjue!" Bai Shuiqing picked her eyes and stared at the mutton fat warm jade cup with pieces of bamboo leaves and fragrant plums in her hand: "I didn't expect you to start quite quickly." ”

"Take advantage of the master's absence, take it and take a look, it doesn't take much effort, my ghost is my favorite thing to do," Feng Lingyu's smart black eyes looked at Bai Shuiqing innocently at this time: "How is it?" If you are interested, why don't you give it to the Great Elder? ”

The two chatted without a word, the fierce battle downstairs became more and more obvious, at this moment the fake Princess Xiying in the sedan chair had been hacked to death, blood splashed all over the tent, the real Princess Xiying was holding a short sword and fighting with a man in black beside her, and all the seven maids around her died tragically.

It turned out that they had known about the reversal of the identity of the palace early on, Long Xiying held a sword in one hand to block, and the other hand sent out a palm force to hit the man in black, but his physical strength gradually couldn't support it, his white forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and a few strands of fine hair danced messily in the air, drawing a beautiful arc with the rotation of her body, making the man in black feel fluctuating for a while, and his bad thoughts were prominent.

Originally, Long Xiying was in the inner courtyard of the palace, but she only learned some self-defense techniques, and she didn't learn martial arts in depth at all, which was also on the verge of danger that stimulated her survival instinct and blocked a few more moves.

The man in black had a few tricks with her, and he could see that this pampered princess of the deep palace was a half-hanger, and her martial arts were below him, and the corners of her mouth under the black scarf couldn't help but grin sinisterly, and the exposed half of her face looked extremely disgusting.

Long Xiying was concentrating on fighting with him, and she didn't have time to care about the changes in his thoughts and expressions, she was already covered in cold sweat, and her clothes were torn in many places, revealing her delicate skin, which made her extremely ashamed.

The man in black said with a wicked smile while whirling with her: "Princess, your three-legged cat's kung fu can't beat me, why don't you marry me and let me be a colt, so that you can spare your life, how about it?" ”

As soon as Long Xiying heard this, her cheeks immediately turned red, and she glared at this shameless man angrily, and the movements in her hands also sped up a little, which made the black-clothed killer a little overwhelmed for a while. She saw the opportunity, and became more and more courageous, using all her strength, a backflip, and the short sword in her hand stabbed at the man in black quickly.

The killer just stood in place, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he was bound to be able to block this sword, who knew that Long Xiying suddenly injected internal force into the short sword in mid-air, and pushed forward, and the sword flew towards the man in black, he hurriedly stretched out the long sword to block back, and with a bang, the short sword fell to the ground, and the man in black was looking back and smiling, not wanting to be at this time a black diamond-shaped dart grazed his neck, and blood sprayed.

Long Xiying fell to her knees in a loss of strength, and when she turned around, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in black was smiling at her with her shiny teeth.

The black-clothed leader who was hiding in the corner to observe the situation frowned and scolded: "This dog three, it's really bad, even a delicate woman can't deal with it, it seems that the strength of the black-clothed door is not more than Er'er, and I have to take action myself," Saying that, his figure flashed, and the speed was so fast that people didn't have time to react, and in the blink of an eye, his long sword was about to stab Long Xiying's back.