The rogue prince and the god of war

"Looking for death!" Cang Lanyu leaned down with anger in his cold eyes.

Enduring the pain, Hua Xiaojuan turned over and went down. Jiang Haiyan turned his horse's head non-stop and rushed out.

Cang Lanyu's palm was sharp, and he slapped Hua Xiaojuan's shoulder again. Hua Xiaojuan felt a surge in his chest, and hurriedly raised his head to look at the sky.

Damn it, the breaking wind has finally blown the flying kite she prepared in advance.With her small body now, ten of them are not enough to kill Cang Lanyu.

Flying the rope in his hand, with a "whoosh", Hua Xiaojuan hooked the flying kite in the sky.

Cang Lanyu didn't guard against her clever move.With wide eyes, one hand held her Liuhua embroidered shoes.

"If the god's wish lamp is not left behind, you don't want to leave!" Frowning, he really wanted to kill this woman, but if the god's wish lamp was stained with blood, it would be a blasphemy to the gods. Cang Lan didn't know what disaster would happen, so he had to endure down.

How can Hua Xiaojuan be willing to compromise, grab my shoe, right?The old lady will give you the shoes.With a hard kick, Hua Xiaolan's shoes came out all at once.

Hua Xiaojuan smiled ferociously, and manipulated the rope to flip over onto Feiyuan several times.

"My dear, you can meet Brother Chun if you collect all seven pairs of Adi Wang."

Cang Lanyu wanted to chase after him, but who knew that a south wind suddenly blew up in the sky.Flying kite rides the wind and flies more than ten meters in an instant.Cang Lanyu's eyes darkened.

The right time, place and people are in harmony, and today's divine vow lamp is destined to miss him.but!

"No one can get away from this king's hand!" Cang Lanyu said, suddenly Jiang fingered the fan vigorously.It turned into a bow, Cang Lanyu flipped his palm over, and a soft silver arrow landed on it.

Hua Xiaojuan couldn't see clearly from a distance, but grinned and covered her injured shoulder.

"No way! It's so far away! Think of yourself as Hou Yi!"

Cang Lanyu sneered, and hooked his slender fingers, "Let you often use my king's wind-chasing arrow." The silver arrow flew towards Hua Xiaojuan like thunder with his fierce fighting spirit.

Hua Xiaojuan dodged it swiftly, narrowly escaped her heart, the silver arrow still pierced through her shoulder with unstoppable force, coiled around her shoulder, Hua Xiaojuan spit out a mouthful of blood on the black veil.

Taking off the veil, Hua Xiaojuan rides the wind to scatter blood.

"This, this shit isn't Houyi, it's Dongfang Bubai at all..."