For a period of time, the princess thought that Arwen looked like Wentu, and more importantly, he was Wentu, who could pretend to be others, but his heart could not change, and the telepathy also made the princess carry Wentu with her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wentu saw the princess mention the colorful sword warrior, and shook his head ignorantly, indicating that he didn't know.

"How do you know," the princess chuckled, and leaned down a little harder, suggesting that such a matter could be known to your little servant, "Colorful Sword Warrior......" she muttered again, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement.

Wentu was most afraid that the princess would bring him here, because there were no palace insiders here, and it seemed very warm, with flowers and branches everywhere happily spitting out, and green grass on the ground laughing out; behind him, a huge rockery stood in the pool, looking at the quiet and elegant place, the clear water flowed out, like a song, and the sun shone through, and the heart was even warmer. Especially when there is a beloved Princess Xiangdidi by her side, it is too much trouble - the main picture keeps silently reciting his own aphorisms in his heart.

"Speaking of this colorful sword warrior," the princess immediately fascinated the phoenix eyes again, the arrogance and domineering disappeared in an instant, and unconsciously approached Wentu, and the fat powder and the fragrance of the delicate body began to plague Wentu, "This princess remembered my Wentu, the red horse on the gun to kill the enemy, extremely brave, stupid to sleep in the guest room, so many days and nights together, unexpectedly ...... He's just a bad guy!"

After that, I went to look at Wentu again, as if I was talking to Wentu, in order to remind myself, look at Awen's appearance, as if I remembered Wentu at any time, but I didn't know that Wentu was around me. If she knew, she would be ashamed to turn around and jump into the pond......

"Bad guys, for so many days, they haven't touched people again, they are bad guys. As he spoke, he subconsciously straightened his chest, there was some grievance in his voice, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Wentu saw that she was about to cry again, and immediately kept his fingers on the colored butterflies, "Woo, woo" prompted the princess to admire the colorful butterflies, intending to divert her attention, every time in the princess's mansion, it worked very well.

"Shut up!" the princess was dissatisfied, and it seemed that ten thousand horses could not pull back the mention of Wentu here, and she pouted and swallowed back her tears.

Seeing that the princess was very sad, Wentu suddenly pointed to his shoulder, and pointed at the princess, and the princess thought for a moment, nodded in satisfaction, and leaned her head on Wentu's shoulder, and simply closed her eyes, and said no more.

This scene is sour!

The willow wood in front of the door, the bolt behind the door is like sleeping, opening and closing thousands of times, and the wooden bolt has not been taken care of.

Yi is thinking of Yuanjun, Jun is in his ears, holding hands and not recognizing each other, tears are like complaints......

After a while, the princess came back to her senses, but she didn't look away, and asked Wentu with a slight opening: "Little Wenzi, do you think Wentu won't like me?"

Wentu smelled a heart-warming smell, and the soft lips were a few inches from his mouth! Hurriedly held his breath and shook his head constantly, he knew that if he nodded and admitted that Wentu didn't like her, he would be scolded.

"If you like me, why don't you come to see me?

If you shake your head, the princess who entered the country can't tell if she immediately gets up and goes north to find herself, but she does have a future wife, Fu Rou;

He had no choice but not to move, and pointed his hand to a butterfly in the distance, knowing that he would be scolded, but this scolding was not the other's scolding, and the scolding was scolded.

"I saw it too...... "The princess was very indifferent, and unconsciously rubbed her head a few times on Wentu's shoulder, "It's not your fault, you don't know, he is the prince of the northern land, and he will definitely make a family there and assist the king of the north." Xiao Wenzi, you said that if there is really an afterlife, and we meet again, will Wentu marry someone else?" Suddenly, the princess raised her head, pointed her finger at Wentu, and shouted in a commanding tone, "Wait and answer again, and then nod after thinking about it...... "In love, she has completely handed over the place of her heart complex to Wentu."

Wentu didn't think about it, and nodded hurriedly. Secret Dao: I already have Fu Rou in this life, if there is an afterlife, it will not be in the Southern Dynasty, princess, I'm sorry......

"Really?!" the princess smiled sweetly, as if she was about to get married.

Wentu still nodded over and over again, but held his breath a few times, struggling to resist the unbelievable fragrance of virginity.

"Do you know why I want to come here? Because I like the mountains and water behind me, every time I see it, I think of Wentu and Chen Ying'er's "Water Huai Mountain", can I recite it to you?"

Wentu still nodded, his face extremely ugly.

The princess cleared her throat and said slowly:

"The peaks and peaks are far away, the cliffs are near, and the water is clear, if it is not suitable for rigidity and softness, why do I hold you?

The princess suddenly felt that the back of her hand was hot, and quietly looked sideways, and Wentu's eyes actually shed tears, two of which just fell on the back of her hand.

The princess was confused, and kissed her as soon as she raised her mouth, her lips soft against Ventu's face.

Wentu was shocked, suddenly stood up and wiped his eyes in a panic, and lowered his body in a panic, panicked and at a loss, how could a princess kiss a person and say? This is to be beheaded!

The princess smiled, without the slightest intention of blaming, if she was to blame, she could only blame herself for being distracted, and laughed coquettishly, "I don't blame you, it's all that bad guy!" she comforted, and suddenly remembered something, "Xiao Wenzi, the day after tomorrow is the day of the martial arts competition in the palace, do you say Leng Ling will be on the list?"

The competition in the palace is on the list, and it is the top eight, and these eight people will be appointed by the king.

Ventu nodded affirmatively.

"That's it, you said, no, you must be right with your nod!"

The princess immediately ran to the fan, gently turned the handle and played with it, and took the silk cloth with the other hand to wipe the fan herself......

In the errand mansion, Leng Ling secretly shouted "Turning the river over the sea", and his body suddenly stabbed out a sword, which was extremely powerful and very fast. He withdrew his sword style, and a smile floated from the corner of his cold mouth, but when he walked to the side of the Supreme Sword Technique again, he frowned again, and said to himself:

"There is such a profound character hidden in the palace, who will it be, it must be very good to the princess, so I gave the sword book to me......"

He couldn't help but think of Arwen and shook his head. However, he decided that he must pay a visit. Whether it's or not, it's best not to know martial arts!

Thinking of this, he left the deacon's mansion and went straight to the princess's mansion. Before they arrived at the gate of the palace, they had already been discovered by the princess's maids, and they rushed out, waiting there with shame, waiting for the hero to enter the palace.

"Greetings to Lord Captain......" a contrived female voice.

Leng Ling nodded slightly, his face was expressionless, he still looked at it, and strode into the princess's main hall.

"It's still like that......" The maids looked at each other and discussed dissatisfiedly.

As soon as Wentu saw Leng Ling's arrival, he hurriedly ran over in small steps and lowered his body to greet him. At the beginning, he was still a little uncomfortable, and he felt a little aggrieved when the prince gave a salute to the governor of the Southern Dynasty. But as the days went by, I found that Leng Ling was upright, idealistic and upright, and upright, and the etiquette was also calm.

Leng Ling saluted the princess from afar, and while the princess was not paying attention, he suddenly took a small step to the right, raised his palm and walked towards Wentu's body!

The action is really fast! However, in Wentu's eyes, it is very slow, this is a sneak attack! Leng Ling will never make a move to attack the waiter, the only purpose is to try.

"Ah, ah......" In Wentu's feeling, Leng Ling's palm power is only half a point, and it will definitely not hurt people, and for a person who is not familiar with martial arts, it should be that he will fall to the ground, so he made the appearance of being pushed, waved his hands in a panic, and waved his hands at Leng Ling with a guilty face, indicating that he had no intention of offending.

Seeing this, the princess hurriedly rushed over, grabbed Wentu's hand and pulled him up, and shouted at Leng Ling: "You are a dignified captain, why are you so careless!"

Wentu secretly said in his heart, little look, I want to test this prince, let's die that heart!

"The princess forgives her sins," Leng Ling hurriedly leaned over to make amends, his face relaxed, and he turned to Wentu and asked, "Awen, does it hurt?"

Wentu shook his hand wildly, and once again looked at Leng Ling with admiration.

"Leng Ling, the day after tomorrow is the inner temple will be martial, this princess is thinking, no matter what, I have to enter the list, this is the first time I have elected a disciple in so many years, if I fall off the list, the ranking is too low, where will the princess's face go, the king will laugh at me." But don't worry, even if you can't make it to the top eight people, as long as you are a few people behind, I will go to my brother to ask for an official position for you......" The princess encouraged and comforted, and she could see that she was very anxious.

In the past few years of the dynasty, all the kings have their own countless people, but the princess has never recommended a doorman to the court, this is the first time, so she is naturally very concerned, and it is naturally related to her face.

"The princess can rest assured, she will do her best to do her best, but because the world is currently peaceful, and the martial artists advocate the court, this time the martial arts masters are like clouds, and there are countless spicy hands, and I heard that the heroes from all walks of life in the martial arts have rushed to come, once defeated, I am afraid of tarnishing the princess's face......" Leng Ling really has no confidence.

The princess didn't say anything, just nodded at Leng Ling with satisfaction.

Wentu couldn't talk to Leng Ling directly, and he was in a hurry to look at it, standing on the side and looking at this stupidly, and then looking at that, one was a princess who was loyal to the king, and the other was a hero who was righteous and thin, and he had an idea in his heart, but that idea was still sour, even more sour than Qiu Lin and Ulan Tuli becoming a couple. Looking at that Leng Ling again, he was already long in the Quick Law Sword Sect, and his arm length was better than ordinary people, and he even had a plan in his heart.

Approaching evening, it was Leng Ling's deacon's mansion again, and it was a "whoosh" that suddenly drilled into a letter, Leng Ling still instinctively chased out of the mansion, of course, it was still empty. He returned to the mansion and looked through the letter, but there was a crooked line of words on it: The supreme sword technique is to promote one's own strengths, and your Excellency has a swing of arms, and you should focus on attacking, and you are bound to get twice the result with half the effort.

Leng Ling pondered his eyebrows, suddenly woke up, raised his long sword is a mountain to explore the moon, the sword blade is full of forward, and it is slammed diagonally upward, although the space on the left side is larger, but how can the attack in front give people a chance to fight back?

It's so long! It's so ruthless! It's so fast!

Attack the fault and defend the law. And the real attack, the attack that is countless times better than ordinary people, the attack that the opponent has to defend against, why care about your own defense?!

Leng Ling asked secretly: Who is mentioning it like this?

He stood up with his long sword, looked at it coldly, and muttered, "Grass people Leng Ling, how can you live up to the expectations of the princess and the secret master?"