In this world, in addition to men and women, there is often a third type of people.

That's a female student!

Undoubtedly, this archduchess named Linda Zhang is one of them!

She is the rose of Atlanta, the darling of heaven!

Legend has it that she was able to write at the age of three and martial arts at the age of five.

At the age of ten, he officially inherited the title of Grand Duke, and at the age of fifteen, he broke through to the high-level warrior!

Some people say that her current strength is unfathomable, and she is only one step away from the legendary realm.

No one had ever seen her make a move, because everyone who had seen her shoot had already grown grass on their graves.

If she is a reckless martial artist, it would be a big mistake!

It is said that the Grand Duchess was as beautiful as a flower (which Yifeng was very suspicious of), and was extremely wise and well-read, and when arguing with court scholars, she often cited and refuted by her opponents.

She seems to be omnipotent, she is the existence that all Atlanta youth look up to.

At sunset, on the road east of Toulon, Irabella, dressed in full costume, was as happy as a bird, chirping, and her mouth was full of the great reputation of the Grand Duke!

"You know her well?"

This kind of praise can't even be listened to with a thick skin.

"Of course!"

Irabella proudly stretched out a small fist and waved it a few times, looking like a brain-dead fan who I was proud to know her.

"When I was a child, I went to her house with my father!

As if afraid that Yifeng would not believe it, Ilabella hurriedly added. The fingers involuntarily put into the mouth, looking very nostalgic.

"Okay, how old were you then?"

Yifeng was speechless.

I can't believe the words of a little girl who can coax people to call her uncle with a lollipop.

Not to mention the fact that so many years have passed.

Erabella wrenched her fingers, distressed.

"It's too small to remember!"

"Well, how do you know she's still unmarried?"

Yifeng raised his head, looked at the late sky, and pouted disapprehantly.

Bai Fumei like this, if you marry her, you can have ten years less to struggle, oh, you don't have to struggle at all.

Are the entire Atlantic male brethren blind?

"Master, I know!"

The excited Hillam couldn't help but chime in.

"It is said that when she was sixteen years old, the Grand Duke made a vow in front of many suitors, that is, whoever could defeat her, whether it was Wen or Wu, she would marry that person!

All right!

Yifeng sighed again, and his heart suddenly became clear.

This is the legendary female schoolboy, the third woman in the world!

The men of Atlanta are intimidated, and rightfully so.

The shouting Hillam didn't pay attention to Yifeng's expression at all, but continued to expose the gossip with great enthusiasm.

"I heard that the common weapon of this grand duke is a pair of double axes weighing hundreds of pounds. A set of storm axe spells is simply discolored......"

With Hilam's description, the image of a female man who is eight feet tall and has a waist circumference of eight feet, and the earth trembles three times when she roars, gradually takes shape in Yifeng's mind.

It's horrible!

Yifeng subconsciously shuddered.

No wonder I'm still unmarried, I'm afraid this accounts for the vast majority of reasons!

"Coming! Ready to Welcome!"

Yifeng, who was full of emotion, heard someone shouting and raised his head.

I saw a long line winding in the distant sky.

At the front was a cavalryman, holding a large red flag, on which the word "security" almost blinded Yifeng's dog's eyes.

Behind them were neatly arranged, a group of musketeers with firearms on their shoulders, their red cloaks rattling violently, and their necks raised high, like ducks with their necks extended.

The welcome music and drums sounded. As the team got closer and closer, Yifeng saw more and more clearly.

Suddenly, there was a click.

Yifeng's mouth was open, and the cigarette butt in his mouth fell to the ground.

Is that a Saint Seiya?!

The red and fiery musket phalanx, like the red of the mountains and fields, walked and paced an incomparably snow-white horse.

The shape of the owner on horseback is so exaggerated that it is impossible to make people look at it directly!

A white helmet towers to the sky like a trident, and a huge sapphire in the center of the forehead is faintly blooming with blue light, which sets off the white and moving face of the goose egg wrapped in the helmet.

A clean white armor just wrapped the graceful figure, not bloated at all, but the two small peaks that protruded from the chest made people's blood even more exciting.

A pair of silver beasts on the left and right shoulders stared at them fiercely, and a pair of white wings behind them were still flickering!

If memory serves, this is exactly the classic look of the Saint Seiya.

However, Yifeng was shocked more than that!

Erabella cheered and pounced as fast as a swallow throwing into a forest.

The female knight dismounted happily, lifted her helmet with her hand, and her beautiful black hair fluttered in the evening breeze like a waterfall.

Yifeng's heart slammed hard.

I seem to be in a breezy spring evening, the scaly river is rippling, the willows are swaying lightly, and the beauties under the willows are smiling and staring at themselves. The clouds between the mouth and nose surround the breath of spring, and the 3,560 billion cells on the body are boiling!

"Hey, Master! Wake up!"

Yifeng's conjecture was interrupted. Goblin Hillam jumped vigorously in front of Yifeng's eyes, waving his big hands constantly.

It's not a dream.

The female knight and Ilabella put their faces together, and after hugging, they went straight to her, pursing her lips and smiling.

"You are Your Excellency Yifeng, I have read your battle report! People are optimistic about you!"

The long eyelashes blinked, the sexy little mouth pursed up in disgust, and the eyes seemed to speak.

Yifeng groaned in his heart.

Damn!

This kind of special treatment simply made the eyes of a dry male compatriots red with jealousy.

Even Irabella was quite dissatisfied with the hand of the female knight, shaking vigorously to get rid of a little girl who had been robbed of her favorite toy.

"Sister Linda is eccentric! I haven't brought a gift for Irabella yet!"

Such a little girl is easy to coax.

The knight playfully scratched the princess's tiny nose. Squatting slightly.

"How can a march to war bring gifts?"

Seeing Ilabella's small mouth pursed.

The female knight covered her mouth and chuckled.

"However, my sister came this time to pick up Irabella to live at my sister's house for a few days, and then you can have any kind of gift you want!"

After the two high-fived each other quite tacitly, Yifeng's heart began to jump out uncontrollably again.

Because the bewitching female knight's eyes blinked and looked directly into Yifeng's eyes.

"Your Excellency Yifeng, I wonder if Linda is lucky enough to invite you to play for a few days?"

These don't die!

The worst thing is that in the midst of the laughter like a silver bell, the female knight suddenly turned her head, half-closed one eye, kissed her small mouth, and made a pistol movement with one hand.

"You must come!"

Damn it!

Yifeng's atrium seems to have been hit hard by something!

She's not human!

She's a terrible goblin!

(PS: I recommend a friend's book "The Reopening of the Cultivation Realm", which is well written, and it has been put on the shelves visually, so please go to support a wave of friends who are short of books!)