Of course, if this illusion is more ferocious, it is to strip people of their life force.

Qianshu put his hands on his knees and sat down cross-legged, the aura here is thin but, but it is better than nothing.

Yue Wangjun also imitated her behavior, sat cross-legged on the other side, and learned in style.

It's a pity that he can't feel the aura running, so he can only meditate on his own

Just as she had been running for a week, there was the sound of stomping in the yard.

Qianshu opened his eyes, and before he could go out, a long arrow flew head-on.

She single-handedly pushed down the ground next to Yue Wangjun, and she also lay down on her back, and the sharp tip of the arrow pierced into the wall, cracking the spider web-like opening, and most of the arrow body was also sunk in.

Chishu reached out and pulled the arrow out, then threw it back up.

I saw that the long arrow broke through the air, but it flew faster than when it was shot just now.

I heard only a muffled grunt.

Someone shouted in a panic: "Lord Chen, how are you, Lord Chen, someone is coming, Lord Chen is injured." ”

"Don't panic."

Qianshu got out of bed and walked outside.

I saw that the man in front of him, wearing a guard uniform and with black hair standing up, was looking sideways at the arrow on his shoulder.

He reached out and snapped the tail of the feather and arrow, and looked up.

Qianshu was slightly stunned again, this face is also an acquaintance, isn't this Yu Qianmo.

It's just that now everyone except her has temporarily lost their previous memories.

So Yu Qianmo shouldn't recognize her.

His eyebrows condensed, and he asked, "You are the demon that the princess said?" Sure enough, he was full of demonic energy, and he dared to resist the arrest. ”

"Demonic spirit? You can also detect the demonic aura, if I were a demon, the arrow just now would not have been shot in the shoulder. ”

She pointed to Yu Qianmo's heart, "It's here." ”

"Bold and wicked, you have held His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hostage and hurt the princess, and you should be punished for your crimes!"

Yu Qianmo slashed with his sword, and the blade still had spiritual power fluctuations, and it seemed that his current identity was also a monk.

Qianshu didn't get used to him, and picked up a bench to fight with him.

Between the swords and swords, the bench soon only had one table leg left, but this was also convenient for Qianshu's movements, she rotated the table leg in her hand, and then accurately hit the top of Yu Qianmo's head.

Immediately afterward, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

The admiration in Yue Wangjun's eyes became even stronger, "Master, Chen Jiang is one of the best monks in Yanhuang City, and you actually knocked him out with just one table leg." ”

He swept his eyes and snorted coldly: "And you, who allows you to say that my master is a demon?" If I hear you offend me again, my master will pull them out and cut off their heads! ”

Even the leader was beaten down, and the others were even more trembling, and they didn't dare to say a word.

"Why don't you drag him down?" Yue Wangjun crossed his waist and commanded.

The people hurriedly brought down the fainted leader.

Qianshu sat calmly and drank tea, the spring and scenery outside the window, and the green leaves showed the infinite vitality of the summer.

The scorching breath poured in through the window, only to dissipate when it touched her.

Even in the scorching summer, Qianshu didn't see a trace of sweat on his body, and even his hands and feet were cold.

"Master, can you teach me that trick just now?"

Qianshu reached out and touched his head, "Don't worry, I have something I want to ask you." ”

In Yue Wangjun's mouth, Qianshu probably understood some of the current situation.

Now the emperor is more than half a hundred years old, but his son died to death, and the injuries were injured, leaving only Yue Wangjun a lone seedling, which should be cultivated by the future prince, but the emperor is mediocre and incompetent, and the power is controlled by the queen.

Although she has no children under her knees, she has a daughter, that is, Yue Xinwen, who is now the object of Yu Fengya's possession.

The queen intends to support her daughter, so she is particularly disgusted with Yue Wangjun, who occupies the position of the crown prince but has no mother's support.

But although Yue Wangjun has no one to support him, he is born with a Xuanyin bone, and some old rotten people who advocate superstition are desperate to protect Yue Wangjun.

But Yue Wangjun is young, and those ministers can't go to the harem every day to teach, so although he is the crown prince, there are few people who serve carefully.

After understanding it clearly, I felt a little pitiful when I looked at Xiao Yue Wangjun again.

"Why are you so desperate to learn these moves?"

Yue Wangjun lowered his head and said softly: "I want my father to see that I am actually a very powerful person, and I can inherit his position in the future, and I can also become the real co-master of the world." ”

He raised his head, his eyes bright, "Master, there is still a week before my father's birthday, and I want to perform a sword dance for him at that time, can you teach me to practice swords?" ”

"Where do you know I can dance a sword?"

"It's that when the master held the stool leg just now, although it was just a stool leg, you can see the master's previous demeanor."

"When did your mouth become so sweet, then I'll teach you a few tricks."

The speed of time in the illusion should not be connected with the outside world, even if you stay for a few more days, there should be no problem.

But the illusion will not let them be so calm, and when the emperor is born, it should be the time to break the situation.

When the two arrived at the martial arts arena, Qianshu casually chose a subway sword to take advantage of.

Seeing Yue Wangjun struggling to pick up a heavy sword, he reminded him, "Take the sword that suits you, I just look at the wooden sword." ”

She pointed with her chin to the wooden sword at the bottom of the sword shelf, which was for beginners to practice.

Yue Wangjun's expression was a little awkward, "But I don't want to use this kind of sword, it's not powerful at all." ”

"It's not the weapon that is powerful, the real power is from the inside out."

Qianshu himself also changed to a wooden sword, "And who said that the wooden sword is not powerful?" Look at the moves! ”

A wooden sword can still dance like a tiger, and Yue Wangjun was defeated in less than two rounds.

But he was not discouraged, his eyes were brighter, "Come again!" I don't believe I'll be so weak next time! ”

Qianshu hooked his lips and smiled, "Come on." ”

The scorching sun was scorching, and the young man did not stop attacking even if he was so hot that he was full of head.

When Yu Fengya heard the news, she was so angry that she dropped another vase.

She threw herself on the queen, her eyes teary, "Mother, Yue Wangjun shouldn't really change his temper and want to take away my things." ”

The queen's eyes were gloomy, and her tone was cold: "Chen Jiang, he can't even deal with a demon, what's the use of asking him to do so?" Since it can't be done openly, then come secretly, and you must not let Yue Wangjun stand out in front of the emperor and the ministers! ”

Yu Qianmo was injured at the moment, and he had to undertake the task of assassination.

He gritted his teeth and let the doctor treat the wound on his shoulder, and as soon as he closed his eyes, it was the scene of the woman knocking herself with the table leg.

Where did the demon come from, but the ability is really not small.

It's just that he doesn't know why, he has an inexplicable feeling of familiarity with that person, especially her eyes, which are cold, like a cold moon.