Zhuo Wenchao saw that his sister was also in the battle circle, so he didn't say a word, and helped Zhuo Wenyue deal with the prince's companion.

On Luo Qinglian's side, Luo Qinglian is an eighth-order martial artist, Zhuo Wenyue is a sixth-order martial artist, a fifth-order martial artist who listens to the qin, and a second-order martial artist who listens to paintings.

On the side of Luo Qingyin, Luo Qingyin is the eighth order of the martial artist, the fourth order of the prince warrior, the sixth order of the prince is accompanied by Ouyang Jing, the seventh order of the prince is accompanied by Yu Wenzhou, the third order of the martial artist of Xu Huan is read by the prince, and the first order of the kite warrior.

Luo Qingyin's side is slightly better.

As soon as Jiang Daifeng and Zhuo Wenchao came in, a martial artist of the eighth order and a martial artist of the seventh order, the situation was immediately reversed.

In addition, the prince is a weak scumbag, Luo Qingyin not only has to deal with Luo Qinglian and Zhuo Wenyue at the same time, but also occasionally takes the time to help him, and suffers from the enemy.

Fortunately, she was wearing a ground-grade defensive clothes, which could not be broken by ordinary weapons, and she had learned fist and foot kung fu for more than 20 years in her previous life, and the last thing she was afraid of was hand-to-hand combat.

Luo Qingyin resisted Zhuo Wenyue's attack while chasing Luo Qinglian, although Luo Qinglian was in an advantage, she was beaten very badly, and her whole body hurt as if it was cracked, and she was embarrassed.

Jiang Daifeng was in a hurry to see his sister, and deliberately sold a flaw, so that Yu Wenzhou was fooled, and immediately turned around and knocked the prince out with one palm.

The prince spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot!

"Bold!"

Yu Wenzhou and Ouyang Jing rushed towards Jiang Daifeng at the same time.

Luo Qingyin saw that it was broken, took out a medicine bottle and threw it at the prince, "Next." ”

The prince raised his hand to take it, however, Tingqin was beside him.

Kill the prince, she didn't dare.

But the medicine bottle?

Tingqin flew up and kicked the bottle in the direction of Tinghua.

The kite was overturned on the ground by Tinghua, and when he saw Tinghua to pick it up, he jumped up suddenly, and the whole person threw himself on the back of Tinghua.

With a pop, Tinghua fell to the ground, and the kite got up from her, reached out to catch the medicine bottle, and staggered in the direction of the prince.

"Use it yourself."

Luo Qingyin threw a sentence at her, took out four medicine bottles, raised his hand, and fell in front of the prince and the three companions one by one.

Medicine bottles?

The four of them couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After thinking about it, Luo Qingyin is an alchemy boy, and it is not uncommon to have more pills.

Seeing that the kite poured into his mouth without hesitation, the four of them couldn't care so much, so they opened it and poured it into their mouths.

Hey? It's not an elixir.

An incomparably fresh smell of wine flowed down the throat into the dantian.

It feels like walking in the spring of March, the grass is blue, and everything sprouts after the spring rain, under its effect, the pain gradually goes away, and the body regains its vitality.

The most important thing is that it also contains extremely pure Xuan Qi, which makes up for the consumption of battle!

The prince's eyes lit up.

The three companions are also refreshed, and they are fierce against the enemy.

Luo Qingyin sidestepped and immediately gained the upper hand.

Luo Qinglian hated itchy.

The alchemy boy is amazing, isn't he?

She also has the elixir!

Luo Qinglian painfully contributed the Huiqi Pill she bought in the Medicine King Palace the day before yesterday, and asked Jiang Daifeng and Zhuo Wenchao to take it.

The two sides can still fight for 300 rounds!

Yanzi tried to be a sparring partner in the martial arts hall, and sure enough, he was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

But it was rare for her to have a place to get exercise, she was still very happy, and after the sparring was over, she planned to talk to Luo Qingyin, but she couldn't find anyone.

Hearing that she had left the martial arts hall, Yanzi hurriedly ran out of the martial arts hall and was stunned when she saw the scene of the group fight.

Master?

Prince?

And the three princesses?

The swallow gritted his teeth and rushed forward regardless of it.

Regardless of whether he is the prince or the third princess, protecting the master is the most important!

Mao Dun Literature