Murong Jielie couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then he fixed his mind and intervened: "Dare to ask who Your Excellency is?

The corners of the princess's pure mouth hooked a sneer: "I am the sixth princess of the first six princesses of the Holy Knee today, and I quickly dodged away, so I don't need to say much." With that, he led the soldiers and walked straight to the second courtyard.

At this time, Murong Resolute, Zhuge Chaiyun and the others all felt that the situation was serious and the situation was not good. They all stood up and stood ready.

Chun Yu came to the courtyard on the second floor, glanced at Murong Decisive and the others, and raised his right hand lightly: "Take it all down for me!"

With a sound of "Cang", a dazzling cold light went straight to the pure face door. Chun Fu's brows furrowed slightly, and his lips opened lightly: "I don't know whether to live or die!" After finishing speaking, the green onion and white pointed to the depths of the cold light.

With a "dang" sound, the flames let out a pleasant dragon groan. Zhuge Qingyi's wrist was slightly numb from the shock, and the flames almost came out of his hand. The Flame Sword suddenly conjured up countless cold stars in the air, like a blizzard sweeping through the pure sorrow.

The princess pursed her lips, wiped her right hand around her waist, and a trembling silver snake flashed with a piercing cold light into the blizzard.

The crisp "jingle" sound was followed by two soft "booms", the wind was gone, and the blizzard stopped. Zhuge Qingyi's red cloak was picked off, and several pieces of the skirt of the white midcoat were cut off. The flames trembled in Zhuge Qingyi's hands, as if they would fall to the ground at any time. Zhuge Qingyi's face was pale, her lips were blue, her hair was a little scattered, and a lock of black silk fluttered gently in front of her forehead with the breeze. But she didn't seem to notice.

Murong Jielie had already arrived, and said in a low voice to Murong who had an ice face: "Father, this is the pure princess in front of the current saint's knees. ”

Murong was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly, "Princess, what about it?"

When Murong Jielie heard this, he was taken aback: "Father, you are..."

Murong resolutely waved his hand, interrupting Murong Jielie's words. Murong resolutely looked the princess in front of him up and down, and from the Liuyun Sword in her hand, he was sure that the other party should be a princess. But he didn't care. For the Qing Dynasty, the imprint of feudalism was deeper than that of any previous Han regime. But as long as the women in the family are full or Han, as long as they are not out of the cabinet, they can only stay in the boudoir, and they cannot show their faces outside at will. Otherwise, it will be pointed at by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people. (It's not like the current Internet celebrity, shaking milk and shaking hips, just for tens of millions of gentlemen to come to reward and like) What's more, the other party is the sixth princess who is very honored today, and she shows up in front of the public and loses the royal face, what is the difference between losing her temper?

Murong resolutely twisted his beard and smiled coldly: "Who should I be." It turned out that Her Royal Highness the princess had arrived. But I don't know what His Highness is going to do if he doesn't embroider and practice literature in the palace, and he brings so many soldiers?"

Chun Liu's eyebrows were raised, and he said in a cold voice: "Old thing, do you know who you are talking to?"

In front of so many people, the princess insulted Murong Resolutely, which made the owner of this famous Yipin Mountain Villa very displeased. An old face is suffocating. Chun Yu didn't care, in her eyes, Murong was definitely not even worthy of being one of his dogs.

Murong resolutely coughed lightly: "No matter how noble the status of the princess is, she can't arbitrarily arrest innocent people. The old man was personally invited by Babel to come to the capital as a guest, and those who broke the law did not do it, and those who committed crimes did not eat. Besides, my son Murong Jielie is the commander of the guards before the current emperor. Her Royal Highness the Princess is probably too lawless to do this!"

The princess glanced at Murong Resolute with contempt: "You are also worthy of teaching your Royal Highness the princess." Think more about when your neck head will move. You conspired with Nangong Bosu and others to scare away the fake third prince of Zhu, causing the prince and Sibeile to lose face, and the net that had been prepared for a long time came to naught. Your sins are so heinous that they are hard to write. If not, Hugh blames the palace for turning its face ruthlessly, and will treat you as the correct law on the spot!"

"What a big breath!"

A clear voice floated from the room, and Murong was fluttering in the room, with a cold and indifferent expression.

The princess looked Murong Changqing up and down, and snorted coldly: "I said how can someone have such a big breath." It turned out that the sword demon had arrived. Murong Changqing, I miss you as young and talented, and you have always been indifferent to fame and fortune, this princess can open the net and let you go. If you are still obsessed and don't know the depths, this princess doesn't mind abolishing your name as a sword demon today. ”

Murong Changqing had an indifferent expression on his face, glanced at the Liuyun Sword in Chun Yu's hand, and said coldly, "I wonder if the princess's swordsmanship is as big as your tone?"

Princess Chunyu smiled slightly: "Could it be that the Sword Demon wants to see the clouds in the palm of this princess?"

Murong Changqing's eyes flickered like stars, and he said lightly: "I have heard for a long time that the Thirty-six Path Liuyun Sword Technique is light and elegant, and it is unpredictable. I want to learn a little bit and see if it's in vain?"

The princess frowned slightly, her starry eyes flashed, and she nodded: "Your Highness also wants to learn about the famous sword demon, how the dream of learning is." ”

After that, the princess Chun Yu was the first to attack, and the Liuyun Sword danced like a silver snake, pointing at Murong Changqing's face, shoulders, chest socket and lower abdomen. The shot is like lightning, and it is like a stormy wave.

Murong Changqing's body immediately drew out the afterimage of the Dao Dao and floated towards Chun Yu. At the same time, the right hand is too cold and flashing, and it is straight to the front of the heart. Zang Quan, who was in his left hand, drew several wonderful arcs in the air, sealing the sword momentum of the Liuyun Sword. The blades intersect, and the brilliance is one.

Princess Chun Yu stretched out her jade finger with her left hand and flicked it towards Tai'a's sword.

"Dang" with a crisp sword sound. Tai'a was shocked to the side, and passed by in pure purple clothes.

"Lingxi pointed at it!" Murong Changqing couldn't help but be shocked. The twin swords are non-stop, dancing like colorful butterflies in the air, twisting towards the pure.

With a long roar, the Liuyun Sword immediately straightened, and the human sword turned into a silver rainbow, shooting straight into the center of the colorful butterfly. I saw layers of sparks appear in the increasingly dark sky, which attracted people's eyes. The Liuyun Sword pierced through the layers of butterfly wings and stabbed Murong Changqing's choked throat. Murong Changqing's double swords swirled, and he turned around alternately and slashed out twelve swords, the wind was bleak, and the snow was fine. Another burst of lightning and flint. Murong Changqing suddenly felt that his chest was tight, and he was about to vomit blood. Since fighting with the sword idiot, Murong Changqing's internal injuries have never healed. In addition, there was a struggle between the Laba banquet and Nangong Huangyun, so the internal injuries were even more serious. In today's battle, Princess Jue's pure internal strength is unmatched, and every time the blades intersect, it will affect her internal injuries faintly.

Murong Changqing knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped back and breathed a sigh of relief. His face was pale and bloodless.