Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 985

Seeing that Princess Bingqing even drew out her saber, she stabbed towards her in a dignified manner.

Yang Ruoqing was slightly startled.

No wonder the princess is so crazy, so she is still talented?

Look at her sword move and the direction of her footwork.

Obviously it has been instructed by professionals.

Bullying and bullying other unarmed people, or weak women who have no strength to restrain chickens and can only scream, that is really enough.

Want to bully her, Yang Ruoqing?

That's really not enough to watch!

Even if my aunt is standing here for you to stab, you won't be able to stab.

She saw Yang Ruoqing standing in place with one hand behind her back and the other hanging by her side.

His gaze was fixed, and he didn't know how to move.

Bing Qing felt secretly refreshed.

Haha, are you scared?
It's too late, the princess doesn't accept begging for mercy!

"Yang Ruoqing, die!"

Bingqing snorted coldly, performed a so-called 'flying flowers and blowing willows' move, and stabbed towards Yang Ruoqing.

Seeing that the icy peak was about to touch Yang Ruoqing's face.

Over there, the leading guard sent by Qi Xingyun was shocked.

It is false to go out to patrol, but it is true that the master asked them to protect Miss Yang Zhouquan.

If Miss Yang makes any mistake, she can't explain it to her master!

The leader of the guards wanted to get out to rescue Yang Ruoqing, but the leader of the guards beside Princess Bingqing immediately sensed his intentions.

His feet slipped, blocking the way of the head of the guards.

When the blades meet, each is the master.

Second girl here.

From the corner of Bing Qing's eyes, he caught the movements of the respective guards.

A gleam of satisfaction flashed across her eyes, and the sword in her hand took a step closer.

Seeing that she was about to stab Yang Ruoqing in the face, she was about to scratch that face that made her a little jealous...

At this moment, Bingqing found that the tip of the sword in her hand could not advance half an inch.

Only two inches away from Yang Ruoqing's nose, there was a pause.

Only then did Bingqing see that it was Yang Ruoqing who stretched out two fingers.

Clamped the sword body.

Bingqing was annoyed, and poured all her strength into the arm holding the sword.

Jiao snorted and pushed the sword out again.

The sword didn't move at all.

"You can use chopsticks in your hand, and you want to learn how to use a sword? I think it's better to save it!"

Yang Ruoqing sneered, and with a movement of her wrist, the sword in Bingqing's hand was completely in her hand.

Bingqing's hand was empty, and his anger rose to the ground.

"Dare to snatch my sword? I will fight with you!"

She drank in a low voice, and once again clenched her fists to attack Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her leg and kicked firmly on Bingqing's stomach.

Kick her two meters away.

Yang Ruoqing cast her gaze over, and landed on Bing Qing who was struggling to get up.

"Your sword? Do you understand swords? My aunt will show you what a sword is!"

After speaking, Yang Ruoqing raised her arm.

The sword danced in her hand for a while.

Under the moon, there is a cold blue light.

"Princess, watch it!"

She gave a low laugh, stretched her arms and legs, and her body immediately turned into a Ruyan.

The figure is light and agile.

The strength of the sword is firm and soft.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

"Crack clap..."

The sword seemed to be given life in her hand, and it became agile.

The heart moves at will, and the sword is one.

Her hair danced lightly, her skirt fluttered, and the sword light wrapped around her body, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Under the moon, Xuanwu created another picture.

Chic, straightforward, casual.

Unlike Princess Bingqing who drew his sword in a rigid manner, he followed the rules.

When Yang Ruoqing drew the sword, it made people feel unrestrained, but it was so beautiful that they couldn't take their eyes off it.

However, this beautiful picture was broken by Princess Bingqing's sharp scream.

Everyone followed the sound and was dumbfounded.

Princess Bingqing's waterfall-like long hair was cut in half from the middle.

The one on the left is still hanging by the ear like a waterfall, and the one on the right is like the straw roots left in the rice fields after the autumn harvest.

One of Princess Bingqing's ears was exposed, and there was a pearl earring on the earlobe.

There is no hair to set it off, and even half of the bluish-white scalp can be seen. It looks like the lama from the Western Regions, which is funny.

"Yang Ruoqing, you, you dare to cut my hair?"

Bingqing looked at the pile of hair falling down on her body, and then touched the cold side of her head, mad with anger.

The sword in Yang Ruoqing's hand rested on Bingqing's shoulder with a 'squeak' sound.

His gaze fell condescendingly on Bing Qing's face.

"Luo Bingqing, I warn you, don't be so brave with your aunt."

"This time I shaved your hair, and next time, I shaved your ears!"

Yang Ruoqing's voice was icy cold without any warmth.

Bingqing was furious when he heard it.

She was sitting on the ground with a sword on her shoulders, she wanted to move but didn't dare to move.

Shouted sharply: "Yang Ruoqing, you are so brave enough to insult this princess like this?"

"Do you know that my father is Prince Nan, the sworn brother of the current Holy Majesty..."

Yang Ruoqing sneered, her face indifferent.

"Grandma made a fuss, and the emperor didn't even give me face, so what kind of onion is your father?"

"Yang Ruoqing, you are stubborn, I want to copy your nine clans!"

"Okay, that aunt will kill you now!"

When the words fell, Yang Ruoqing moved her wrist, as if to assassinate her.

"do not……"

"Do not kill me……"

Bingqing cried in fright, her voice was trembling, and her body was shaking into a ball.

"Do not kill me!"

Tears welled up in her eyes.

The arrogant aura instantly collapsed.

She didn't dare to look directly into Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Bingqing lowered her head in annoyance, she could still feel the murderous aura coming from Yang Ruoqing's body, and she didn't let it go.

Seeing Bingqing's appearance, Yang Ruoqing restrained her murderous aura.

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten. If you are not capable, you will not be ashamed."

She dropped the sword in her hand, turned and walked towards the guards.

Bing Qing's soldiers wanted to rush over to rescue him just now, but they were also entangled by Qi Xingyun's guards.

Yang Ruoqing cast an appreciative look at the leading guard: "Enough rest, let's move on!"

"Yes!"

The leader of the guards responded, and everyone looked at Yang Ruoqing with a little more admiration.

Good skill, courage, and personality.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and a group of people riding away on horseback, Bingqing was so angry that she sat on the ground, patting the ground with her hands vigorously to vent her anger.

Yang Ruoqing, I hate you!
The leader of the personal army rushed over and took a look at the embarrassment of his princess.

"Princess, why don't the subordinates escort you back to the city?"

He asked carefully.

Bingqing glared at him viciously.

"Why do you want to go back? I don't want to go back so disheartened!"

She jumped up from the ground.

"Go get me a hat and a hat!"

She scolded the leader of the soldiers.

The leader of the personal army hurried to prepare.

Bingqing looked at the direction where Yang Ruoqing and his party were going away, with a ferocious face twisted.

How dare you, Yang Ruoqing, cut off the hair of the princess?
When I snatch Luo Fengtang over, I will cut off your arms, legs and feet.

Put you in a jar and soak in medicinal wine.

Let you fuck every night, watch and listen, Luo Fengtang and I are having fun!
you wait for me!

(End of this chapter)