Many of the green grapes have faded their fruit coatings, and they are neatly stacked and placed in celadon plates.

I don't know who it's for.

Ling Tiansu noticed Nanhe Yiqu's gentle eyes at that moment, and couldn't help but follow her gaze curiously and looked in the direction of the curtain.

In the early morning, the slightly wet tide wind rolled up the light gauze white curtain, and the noble prince's seat was covered with expensive snow-white velvet fur, on which sat Wu Yue's royal highness the crown prince quietly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lowered his head even deeper, concentrating on the hard work of peeling grapes, without raising his head.

Cool eyebrows and eyes, pale skin, dull pupils, looking self-dyed and a little sick and weak who have not seen the sun all year round.

Ling Tiansu's gaze only stayed on her face for a short moment, then he looked away, looking at the pair of black leather boots that were kicked casually next to the velvet fur and was slightly stunned.

Although the cold and snow in the middle of winter is biting, everyone in the field at this moment is all cultivators, and no matter how poor the small realm of soul condensation, they can be comfortable in this cold and snowy clothes.

But this prince Wu Ying seemed to be afraid of the cold, wrapped in a dark blue cloak outside his black robe, and his feet with his boots and socks were hidden in a snow-white velvet blanket, under which an iron stove was steaming.

Looking at it from afar, it makes people think that this young man who has wrapped himself tightly has a warm stove blanket, and he also looks very cold.

Ling Tiansu was very surprised, above Kyushu, he was powerful and unparalleled, he was a legendary figure, and he looked so weak.

Nanhe Yiqu's gentle gaze suddenly became extremely resentful and jealous, and without waiting for Ling Tiansu to speak, the Dragon City Sword hidden in the sheath suddenly came out of its sheath!

The sword blade broke through the wind, and Pei Ruo Moyu's sword was clearly slashed in the void, but in the empty void, countless fierce sharp flames were slashed, and an eternal and vast line of fire was slashed.

The murderous intent made Ling Tiansu look back in surprise, and raised his eyebrows to look at the fiery red shadow in the wind and snow.

The killing bow behind the back flipped abruptly, the sharp bowstring was humming at high speed, and a solemn string killing sound erupted, and the sparks from the sword blade collapsed and scattered in the fierce string sound.

The horns of the bow were like blades, and they stood in front of the sword.

The dull sound of the crash shook the flying snow away, and the lightning and flint clashed like two peerless beasts crashing into each other.

The whole earth shook violently, like an earthquake.

At the cost of the Bone Dismantling Forbidden Technique, the incomparable strength that Yiqu received was outstanding, far from being comparable to the battle at the head of the city that day.

The buzzing strings suddenly stopped, but in the space in front of Ling Tiansu, an extremely terrifying spiritual flow wind intent burst out, and the blade of the burning wind was unstoppable, so thick that the wind breath was so clear that it could be discerned by the naked eye, but there was no way to dodge.

With a soft snort, Ling Tiansu's cheek was cut open by the wind blade, and the spilled blood was torn into strings of red blood beads in the extremely strong sword wind.

The amethyst's grape fruit coat cracked, and the lights in the dim weather swayed suddenly, dragging people's shadows, like demons dancing.

Ling Tiansu's eyes narrowed, his gaze was withdrawn from the restless lamp, and before he had time to think about it, the sharpness of the Dragon City Sword had already swept a puff of sparks on the bowstring, and the tip of the sword was approaching the center of his eyebrows.

The eyes that were cold by the sword light concealed the madness of the demon to kill.

Ling Tiansu's incomprehensible killing intent came from the moment he looked away from Wu Ying's face, Wu Ying, who had been focusing on peeling grapes in the tent, suddenly raised his head, and when he looked at him, his eyes were more serious and focused than ever.

Jealousy becomes madness, and murderous intent becomes a mountain. Yiqu felt an unprecedented threat to Ling Tiansu.

Ling Tiansu took a step back, holding the bow in one hand to resist the speed of the sword attack, and the palm of the other hand made a claw shape, pulling out a slender blue thunder rope in the space.

The thunder rope is like a snake, like a chaotic line, and in the flash of lightning, people are dizzy and dizzy, and they hurriedly wrap around the wrist of Yiqu holding the sword, and tighten it in his palm, and Yiqu's red sleeves suddenly appear a circle of traces of the tightening of the thunder rope.

Looking at the thunder light overflowing from Ling Tiansu's palm, the faces of everyone in the audience suddenly changed, and even Li Jige, who was holding a fan and shaking it gently, also showed an incredible look.

On the seat, Wu Zhang was shocked and puzzled, glanced at Wu Ying behind the curtain, and his voice was astringent: "Thirty-six thunder talismans, colorless!"

Thirty-six thunder talismans, for the crown prince Wu Ying when he became famous when he was young, when the palace was washed in blood, purgatory in the world, and the day when the corpses were full of steps, it was the day when the thirty-six thunder talismans shocked the world.

Even the first emperor of the Yue Kingdom died under this technique.

Looking at the entire Kyushu, there is only one person who can do this, Wu Ying.

The spectators, who were immersed in the oppressive battle, suddenly boiled.

"Colorless!

"Why is she colorless!"

"What is the relationship between this woman and Her Highness!"

"How can the power of the blue thunder in her palm have a tendency to surpass the Chaos Thunder Frost of Her Highness, when has such a female cultivator who is proficient in the thunder method appeared in Kyushu!"

The officials looked at each other one after another, and they all saw a look of shock and horror in each other's eyes.

The only one who can survive the wrath of the Long Secluded Realm is the Long Secluded Realm!

When did the long secluded world become like a street turnip, everywhere?

What's even more terrifying is that until now, they had never heard any rumors about this woman.

It's like a long-hidden powerhouse who rises out of thin air.

Prime Minister surnamed Li sighed for a long time: "This world, I'm afraid it's going to change." After speaking, he quietly glanced at his daughter with a blaming gaze.

provoked such a powerful person, and he didn't know that he was accepted as a person in the house, thinking that with the help of this woman, he had picked up his concubine quota cleanly, but he didn't know that he was the one who was used transparently.

Stupid - just as it was back then!

Li Jige didn't see his father's stern gaze, his slender eyes narrowed deeply, staring at Ling Tiansu's battle back from afar, the closed folding fan against his chin, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Xiu'er, Brother Xiu'er, you really set up a big game of chess for me. ”

Looking at the thunder rope that was bound between his wrists, Yiqu's eyes were full of murderous intent!

The wrist that was restrained by the colorless restraint did not completely stop the force, and the terrifying body of the dragon clan after dissolving the bones still forced the dragon city sword to advance.

The thunder rope made a thin red crack between Ling Tiansu's palms, and the blood slowly fell with the thunder light.

The momentum is like a wild tornado tide, setting off a snowstorm in the sky, the sky is low under dark clouds, and the vast mountain-like weight is all pressed on Ling Tiansu alone.

The ten-meter-high stage of the martial arts platform directly collapsed inch by inch and fell into the earth.

Yiqu's unbound left hand clenched into a fist, and the scales that shone red showed the powerful brute intent unique to the dragon clan between the back of his plain white hand.

A punch blasted out, and in an instant, seventy-two fist shadows burst out one after another, all of which hit Ling Tiansu's abdomen.

The space behind him, visible to the naked eye, burst out of the space shatter, which can be seen in the weight of the fist, which can shatter the invisible space.

Ling Tiansu always maintained a posture of not retreating, holding the Yiqu offensive with both hands, and the backlog of dark eyes brewed into a dark shadow color, deep and ancient.

Waves of explosions exploded under the feet of the two of them, and the onlookers were affected by the aftermath, as if they had been hit hard, their faces were as white as gold paper, and their voices were muffled, and they had already been photographed with internal injuries.

Li and the singer's paper fan trembled slightly, the blood on her face had just faded, and a tall figure shook in front of her, and Yang Xiaobei, who was standing with a knife, resisted all the coercion for her like a mountain.

Everyone couldn't imagine what kind of terrible pressure the silver-haired 'girl' standing in the middle of the room would be.

They looked at the table with shocked faces, looking at Ling Tiansu with blood on her cheeks, and said in their hearts that at this moment, she looked like her face was as usual, I am afraid that the internal organs in her body have already turned into a piece of blood and mud.

The strength of Nanhe Yiqu has already broken through the peak realm of ordinary Changyou, such a terrible coercion, looking at the entire Yue Kingdom, I am afraid that only the national teacher Tianming and the crown prince Wu Ying can compete and suppress one or two.

Wu Zhang covered his painful heart, his eyes were about to split, he looked at Nanhe Yiqu with resentment and hatred on his face, and suddenly roared angrily: "Please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to take action!

Everyone's eyes were anxiously looking at this prince Zhang, who had cultivated a hard-won reputation over the years.

Especially the courtiers who supported him were shocked for a while.

Although they knew that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had no intention of powering the throne, most of the throne would fall into the hands of Wu Zhang in the future.

But Wu Ying is still in the position of the crown prince now, and you are so obviously so concerned about one of the candidates for the future crown princess.

Isn't it a bit of a transgression?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not yet spoken, why is it your turn to give orders.

It's impatient to live.

Unexpectedly, under the curtain, the black shadow was heavy, and there was no movement at all, ruthless and cold.

Also, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so cold, how can he follow your words to save an irrelevant person.

It's just that as soon as this idea came out, everyone was puzzled.

Is it really irrelevant?

If so, how could that person be colorless bound by one of the thirty-six thunder runes?

But if not, why is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so indifferent, can't he see that girl's life hanging by a thread at the moment?

In the next moment, the 'girl' who unanimously thought that her fate was hanging by a thread in their minds suddenly erupted into a roaring sound of mountains and seas.

The sound waves shook the leaves of the trees hundreds of miles away, and the thick ice in the bare treetops shattered, turning into countless ice crystals and dust.

The thunder rope in the palm of his hand scattered into dots of light, and the dragon city in Yiqu's hand was unrestrained, and the diameter turned into a comet's rapid sword light, and the explosion was amazingly fast, and most viewers were even difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Ling Tiansu tilted his head slightly, calmly avoiding the sword, but in the sword light sweep, a few strands of silver broken hair were still cut in mid-air, and the sharp sword light drew several sharp blood cuts between his neck and cheeks.

The sword that was deflected from the key point turned and slashed towards her neck, and it was so cruel that it wanted to be directly beheaded.

Wu Zhang suddenly got up, his eyes were red like a ghost, and he was so violent that he called him by his name: "Wu Ying!"

A pair of scarlet eyes from behind the white curtain stared at him deeply, like blood and mist, dyed with a hint of perverse depth.