Wu Po Jiuxiao

"This... this, princess, this."

Jiang Kuanlong's face became a little ugly, and his speech began to become difficult.

"What's the matter? Do you think the Princess has done something wrong?"

There was a sneer of sarcasm on Princess Jing's face, and her tone became more mean at this time, and the contempt and disdain were quite clear.

"Hmph, who do you think you are? It's quite rare for the princess to let you enjoy such a woman. Based on your level, you still think that you can fully enjoy the other person's body, a humble person who doesn't know whether to live or die."

At this time, Xue Yu's immature and pretty face had been forcibly torn into several terrible bloodstains, and these were torn apart by the fingertips of Princess Jing.

Looking at the blood rain again, it seems that the changes on his face have not changed much, but the pair of scarlets have begun to become colder. At a glance, the terrifying eyes are enough to put a person's body in that place. It was like a terrifying ice cave, and even Jiang Kuanlong on the side began to feel the obvious changes in the surrounding space. At this time, he couldn't believe it at all, how could a little girl have such a powerful momentum, and where did she come from? Such a calm gesture?

Looking at the damaged face of the other party, Princess Jing showed a perverted pleasure and a satisfied smile on her face, and that gesture really made everyone on the side frown.

Being so insulted by this woman, Jiang Kuanlong's face began to darken, but he thought of the identity of the other party, so even though he had a crazy idea, he didn't dare to do anything from it, but he squeezed himself helplessly fist.

Suddenly at this time, a sound of messy footsteps came from outside.More than a dozen guards with weapons hurried over from the outside, and the head of the man's face became very serious. After seeing Princess Jing, he hurriedly said to Princess Jing:

"Princess, there are enemies coming!"

A trace of surprise appeared on Princess Jing's face, and then she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said:

"What's the origin of this person? How many people? How's the situation?"

There was a hint of hesitation on the guard's face, but he quickly disappeared, and replied:

"There is only one person, wearing a black robe, but his strength is astonishing. Many of us have been injured."

"The man in the black robe?"

Princess Jing's face became excited, and then she screamed loudly at the guards:

"Catch him, catch him for me, the princess must punish this ignorant thing well."

"Wind Wounds!"

Faintly, it seemed to be the voice without much waves, as if whispering to a lover, a long spear, silver and white like snow, on the long spear, the mysterious pattern seemed to be the most mysterious space in the universe, constantly exuding charming luster.