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Chapter 113 Eating, Sleeping, Training the Prince 10
"Wuwuwu, I know I was wrong, don't hit me again..." Long Xiaoran was crying like a real child at this moment.

Long Lingbei was so frightened by Xi Ying's actions that he never recovered.

Hearing Long Xiaoran's words, he quickly got up and said repeatedly: "This, this young master, why don't you hit someone even if you disagree..."

Xi Ying glanced coldly at the face similar to Shen He's.

Compared to Shen He, this person is simply——

"waste."

The two words full of irony came out of Xi Ying's mouth, and it was unclear whether she was referring to Long Lingbei or Long Xiaoran.

Therefore, Xiao Yiyi secretly named this Long Lingbei, who was seven percent similar in appearance to Shen He, Long·Waste·Lingbei.

Xi Ying let go of Long Xiaoran's hand.

As soon as Long Xiaoran was free, he spat out the blood from his mouth fiercely, then ran back a few steps, pointed at Xi Ying viciously and said, "I want my royal father to kill you!"

After finishing speaking, Long Xiaoran's vision flickered, and the next second, he felt his neck was tightly strangled.

Xiao Yiyi shook his head gloatingly and said: [If you don't die, you won't die, this truth will never be understood by a brat. 】

In terms of lightness kung fu, no one in this plane can compare to Xi Ying who has exchanged light kung fu from the space of the main god.

In other words, as long as Xi Ying wants to catch someone, she can catch that person no matter how fast he runs.

"My son, you must not hurt the life of the ninth brother, he is the ninth prince!" Long Lingbei said anxiously.

"It's none of your business." Because of the huge personality gap with Shen He, Xi Ying really didn't have any affection for Long Lingbei.

Long Lingbei: "...Everyone is educated, why can you say such vulgar words?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!" Long Xiaoran's neck was tightly held by Xi Ying, and his face was flushed, as if he might suffocate to death at any time.

"Do you still want your father to kill me?" Xi Ying approached him with a smile and asked.

"Mmmmm!" Long Xiaoran shook his head crazily.

"Boy, remember, if I'm going to die, I'll kill you before I die, do you hear?" Xi Ying's aftermath of killing in the previous plane has not completely disappeared.

"No no no!" Long Xiaoran nodded desperately.

He felt that if Xi Ying didn't let him go, he would die.

Xi Ying finally let go of Long Xiaoran.

Long Xiaoran slumped on the ground, coughing and panting, looking like he was alive after a catastrophe.

"Ninth Brother, are you alright, Ninth Brother?" Long Lingbei went up to check his situation.

Unexpectedly, he pushed Long Lingbei away, climbed two steps in front of Xi Ying, hugged Xi Ying's thigh and said, "Boss, from today onwards you are my boss!"

Xi Ying looked down at this excited brat, completely unable to understand their frightening mentality.

"I'm a freshman. I'm going to the dean's office to sign up. I'll talk about it when I come back." Xi Ying kicked Long Xiaoran who was hugging her thigh and said.

"Okay boss, I'll see you soon!" Long Xiaoran immediately let go of his hand, smiled and waved goodbye to Xi Ying.

Xi Ying turned around and walked forward.

After walking two steps, she heard Long Lingbei's caring and gentle voice——

"Ninth brother, how are you? Do you want to go to the imperial infirmary? You see blood on your face and mouth..."

Ninth brother?

In Long Lingbei's heart, Long Xiaoran is the ninth younger brother, but in Long Xiaoran's heart, Long Lingbei is a fart?
(End of this chapter)