"His Royal Highness the Third Prince advanced to the seventh stage of the Martial Saint yesterday. It's amazing, have you heard?" said a woman in green clothes with her head tilted towards the other woman in the same outfit, the only difference was that she wore a small fancy on her head.

"Your Highness is only 15 years old this year. The other woman replied slowly.

After a while, he blushed again, and muttered in his heart: "The most rare thing is that there has never been the arrogance and indifference of other noble children in those dark eyes. Even if we are subordinates, we don't look at each other coldly" Speaking of this, there is a red cloud on the pretty face.

"Snort..."The woman who spoke earlier sneered, and teased the blushing girl: "Xiaoyu, the spring heart is rippling." However, we are just girls who serve tea and water, and our identities are very different. Don't be delusional, little nymphomaniac. ”

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Xiao Yu naturally felt extremely embarrassed, but in her mind, she remembered that the thin figure, the emaciated face, the eyes as black as the night, and the smile like the breeze, unconsciously, the small and medium-sized blush clouds were even worse.

In fact, the communication between the two is not as simple as every time His Highness finishes cultivating, serving water and handing over a towel. But a smile and a thank you have already moved the latter.

As the saying goes, that girl doesn't have a spring, and that girl doesn't have a dream in her dreams.

But after waking up from the dream, I sat in front of the bronze mirror and made up, paying special attention to my face for a long time, and then sighed silently, got up and wanted to leave, but always looked back again, and then looked at myself carefully, and so on! It seems that I must find something worthy of my satisfaction on my ordinary face. I hope that the other party can look at themselves more.

Thinking of the new headdress I wore this morning, although I spent half a year savings, my heart hurts, but if the other party takes a second look, it is worth it.

That girl was willing to easily confide in the careful thoughts of Huaichun in front of others. Then weakly retorted:

"What's the matter, don't talk nonsense" After saying this, Xiaoyu herself felt that it was inappropriate. This answer is less like a rebuttal and more like a tacit acquiescence. I just wanted to explain, but I heard it.

"Hey, what are you two still muttering here? Your Highness is about to finish your cultivation, don't hurry up, be careful that I deduct your money for this month."

With a burst of drinking, the two girls were instantly pulled back to reality. When I looked up, I saw a middle-aged woman dressed in white, with a slightly out of shape, one palm on her waist, and the other hand pointing at her. This is the deacon of the king of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"I'm sorry Deacon Wang, let's go now," Xiao Yu and the others replied resignedly. And step up and march quickly.

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"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, what a rare genius in a century! Let's get here today."

I saw an old man in a gray shirt, silver hair flying in the breeze, holding a sword in one hand on his chest, and leaning on his waist with the other hand, breathing slightly short.

"Master Wu, it's over. Even if the apprentice has the talent of the heavens, the one move and one style used is not taught by the master himself, if he can really get lucky enough to walk a few tricks in the hands of the master, it is really an advantage in age. The third prince replied.

Seeing the old man smile approvingly. The third prince bowed his hand, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master, apprentice, let's practice the master's stunt again." ”

The old man was helpless and nodded slightly.

"Lotus Blossom Technique - Dance of the Sun and Moon"

The three princes burst into a shout, and then quickly walked towards the old man, like a lightning run, the young man's figure became blurred, and two phantoms were separated from the main body, one on the left and one on the right, a side split from the left oblique upward, a homeopathic one on the right from the right to the upper left corner, and the young man's long sword in the middle stabbed horizontally.

Looking at the three princes two meters above the third prince, there is also a doppelganger with half-bent feet, a long sword over the top of his head, from top to bottom. Majestic, in one go, without the slightest bit of mud and water. The flowers and plants on the side of the road, feeling the power of the cyclone, getting rid of the resistance of the wind, have no attachment to the direction of the old man, just like a strong wind hitting people's conscious consciousness to move their heads to avoid the wind and sand attacking their eyes.

Master Wu was slightly stunned, and then a faint smile of approval appeared on his face. This dance of the sun and the moon was the killer move of countless powerhouses in the Flood Continent back then. The main point of this move is to quickly hate the upper and lower sides of the left and right sides without dead angles, which is really a rare killing martial art in the attack.

However, it is by no means easy to cultivate such martial arts, and the martial arts elder had no intention of obtaining this secret book back then, so he practiced hard day and night for three years before he achieved a small success. As the saying goes, the way of martial arts, three years of sharpening a sword, is to dare to understand, ten years of cultivating a sword, and finally succeed.

His Highness only started to practice this martial art a month ago, and looking at the cyclone condensed above his feet, he was able to exert this move to the extreme. As the so-called "martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast and unbreakable" is very appropriate to use on top of such killing moves. It's so natural and incisive, and it's only like practicing for five years on my own. How powerful is this talent!Elder Wu nodded silently again.

Wu Lao was amazed, and the power of the cyclone in his body slammed out, colliding with the four momentum of the young man, only to see that after the three loud noises, the three doppelgangers still turned into white mist. The main body was also shocked back by more than a meter before it stood firm.

The third prince was slightly startled, and his slightly childish emaciated face showed a little disappointment.

Seeing this, Wu Lao smiled slightly and said:

"As His Highness knows, martial artists cultivate cyclones, and according to different attributes, they are divided into five attributes: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. According to the amount of cyclone, warriors can be divided into eight levels: samurai, xuan, sheng, king, phantom, zun, emperor, and god, and each level is divided into nine sections. With the strength of His Highness who has just broken through the second stage of the Martial Saint, he can make the old decay go all out, and this martial art has reached its peak. After saying this, Wu Lao panted even more.

Seeing this, the three princes did not dare to be overly entangled. Presumably, at the age of sixty, he accompanies himself to practice like this day after day, which is really hard work. If at this time, he is still so unreasonable, I am afraid that he is really as unruly as the children of ordinary scholars.

Thinking of this, the young man bowed slightly again and said, "Master rest for the time being, I'll find someone else to compete." ”

Wu Lao immediately nodded, leaned on the stone bench, and adjusted his breath.

The eyes of the three princes were like torches, and they immediately saw an unfamiliar face come into view.

This person was about twenty-five or six years old. Wearing a golden phoenix crown on his head, he is dressed in a golden armor-loving robe, his eyes are scorching, and he is full of heroism. The gait is steady, the left hand holds the sword, and the right hand swings naturally. There was a murderous aura in his eyes, and there was no smile. Looking at this posture, it must be the unique temperament that has been trained on the battlefield for countless years.

The third prince nodded slightly, and then spoke: "General, please stay." ”

"What do you command, Your Highness?" replied the man on one knee.

"You are Situ Hao, the deputy general who has just been transferred to the guards, right? I heard that you have fought on the battlefield for many years, and you have repeatedly performed miraculous feats and martial arts. Can you give me some pointers? "The third prince is straightforward, without any mud and water.

"It's just Your Highness, the last general is on a mission, I'm afraid..."Situ Hao said with the intention of postponing.

"If you are afraid of losing, you will lose the majesty of the general, or are you afraid of hurting me by mistake? If you are afraid of losing, I will not force it, if it is the latter, the general does not have to worry, although the competition will stop, if there are really casualties, I will not dare to blame the general. The three princes saw what the other party was afraid of, and said bluntly.

Hearing this, Situ Hao saw the armor soldiers around him talking to each other. There are also words like "I definitely don't have much ability, I'm afraid...". Immediately, he looked at the childish third prince in front of him, and stood up slightly.