Chapter 8: The Baekje Prince Fuyejang

Princess Shanhua's eyes were confused for a while, and she was about to agree.

She has fewer guards around her now, and most of the six aristocratic local wealthy clans have ghosts in their hearts, so she can't think a little more.

What's more, this man is handsome, which makes it easy for people to feel good at first sight, and the other party's background is also commendable.

Born in a scholarly family, his speech was more elegant than that of many vulgar nobles in Silla.

Not to mention that there was an inexplicable mysterious power in the other party's words, which made her can't help but shake her heart, and she just wanted to act according to the other party's wishes.

Putting his hand in his sleeve, Chen Fusheng gently shook the bell of Pujiao.

A silent voice instantly reached the ears of Princess Shanhua and penetrated her heart.

Her eyes were clear for a while, Princess Shanhua was still at a loss, and Chen Fusheng's voice came from her ears, and she couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart, and then raised her voice.

"Shanhua has been exiled from the palace by the king, and what face does she call herself a princess, and there are clouds in the upper country: good birds choose trees to perch. But Shanhua is not a good wood here, how can I delay the prince because of my own selfishness, my Silla country is established by martial arts, and there are Goguryeo and Baekje as enemies, since the prince has the heart to be my guard, protect me thoroughly, I think he is also skilled in martial arts, if he joins the army, serve the country and kill the enemy, and fight for a good future, I am willing to repair a book for Gongzi to be a princess to be a Lang apprentice, serve Hualang as the main, maybe after ten years to reorganize the family business, is it not a hundred times stronger than following Shanhua to wander around. ”

Seeing the man's face change, and he was about to speak again, Shanhua said, "Come on, set aside some of our money and give it to Mr. Wang to fill his bag." ”

After saying this, Shanhua put down the curtain heavily and sat in the car, but Wang Zhang was still on the side and ignored it.

The man pinched the copper coins, his face suddenly turned red, then turned blue, and then he was cold, he confirmed that this princess of Shanhua had no magic power, her body was empty, even the slightest trace of true qi did not exist, and he thought that it was impossible for him to open his mouth to oppose under the bewitchment of his mana.

Who knew that the other party not only refused, but also crackled, I don't know how many slaps he gave him in person, which simply humiliated him to the fullest.

His legs hung casually in front of the carriage, feeling the anger and murderous aura behind him that was repeatedly lifted and forcibly suppressed by himself, Chen Fusheng smiled lightly, leaning back on the carriage, indescribably comfortable.

As he expected, under that humiliation, even a slightly bloody martial artist would be angry, let alone a cultivator.

With that Wang Zhang's cultivation, he was even higher than Daqi Xiao Zhen in the realm, even if his mana was weak in nature, he was not something to be despised at will.

Don't say that the princess of Shanhua, the land of Silla projectiles, is the real princess of Daqi, who is a golden branch and jade leaf, and she can't open her mouth to humiliate like this.

The other party forcibly suppressed this anger, obviously with some big intentions.

After the carriage slowly traveled a mile or two, it stopped, and Princess Shanhua lifted the curtain, her face was also a little afraid of anger, and she opened her mouth to say something.

Chen Fusheng turned his head and gestured gently, and then the clear light in his hand covered the entire carriage, and then he spoke: "Now that I have used my mana to protect this place, absolutely no one can eavesdrop, and the princess can speak with confidence." ”

Seeing Princess Shanhua solemnly come down, Chen Fusheng smiled secretly in his heart, where did he need to do this with his mana, but Chen Fusheng knew people's hearts well, and such a move was easier to convince.

"The master said that this man is the culprit who hurt me in "Potato Nursery Rhyme", I don't know if it's true?"

"Naturally, a nursery rhyme can spread all over Jincheng, there must be someone behind the push, this person has evil laws, as soon as he opens his mouth, people can't help but want to do what he says, presumably the princess is also aware of it, so it seems that he deliberately approached the princess and must have plotted wrong. ”

Chen Fusheng looked at Princess Shanhua, whose face gradually turned pale, obviously remembering the scene just now, and said lightly: "I just felt that after he was rejected by the princess, he suddenly had murderous intent on his body, and I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to the princess tonight." ”

"Then the master has a way to deal with him, or I will immediately order the guards to turn around and go back to cover the master's battle and kill him. ”

At this moment, Zishanhua was really scared, and said tremblingly.

"Not necessarily. ”

Seeing that the power of the convulsive medicine was sufficient, Chen Fusheng added another reassuring pill to the princess.

"It's not worth mentioning the evil demon law, how can you defeat the Dharma of Buddhism. ”

Chen Fusheng looked confident, and said with peace of mind for Princess Shanhua: "More importantly, we need to find out why this person is targeting the princess so much and what conspiracy is behind it." ”

"Yes, I don't deal with political affairs like the two of you, and I have Hualang in my hands, what does this Wang Zhang want to do to me?"

With Chen Fusheng's assurance, thinking of this master's supernatural power and prestige, Princess Shanhua was sure in her heart, and then put her mind on other aspects.

"What Wang Zhang, I'm afraid it's going to be called Fuyu Zhang, right?"

Chen Fusheng smiled coldly and thought to himself.

In addition to the other party's demonic cultivation, he also has a strong national fortune on his body, looking at his origin, he is from the land of Baekje, and where did he hide Chen Fusheng's Kunpeng true pupils.

If Chen Fusheng expected to be true, this person was the Baekje royal family who had sneaked into the Baekje mission in the white dragon fish suit he had guessed earlier.

The ancestors of the royal families of Baekje and Goguryeo were all from the Buyeo tribe in Middle-earth, and because they were excluded and suppressed by the clan, they had to go out to establish another political power.

Because of this, the Baekje royal family took Buyeo as their surname, and it is not unusual to use the word as a pseudonym.

Taken together, the origin of the name of the man who called himself Wang Zhang is obvious, and it happens to constitute a Fuyu Zhang.

Originally, Chen Fusheng could clean up like this kind of guy casually, but thinking that the other party was the Baekje royal family, he pressed it for the time being.

According to Meimuro, her technique came from Baekje, and this child of the Baekje royal family is also a demonic skill, and she was branded with the idea of Princess Silla, so Chen Fusheng couldn't think about it well.

"It can't be that the Demon Sect has taken a fancy to the land of Silla and wants to do something, right?"

It's funny to say, Chen Fusheng is a disciple of the Demon Sect, and he has the superior martial arts of the Demon Sect, but he doesn't know much about the Demon Sect.

When I suddenly found out about this, I had to think twice about what I should do best.

In the same way, he also wanted to get some news from this Buyeo prince about the fellow sect of the Demon Sect.

It's night.

Princess Shanhua deliberately slowed down her strength after Chen Fusheng's guidance in the afternoon, and did not enter the city, but camped in the wild to rest.

After three watches in the night, the moon is in the middle of the sky.

Wang Zhang appeared outside the tent.