daughter in power

Chapter 3 The Weird Prince

"Bumping the pole?"

Hearing the sound, the prince spoke in a low voice, with undisguised sarcasm and indifference in his voice, as well as a trace of imperceptible laziness.

Feng Qiqi's eyes trembled.

King Xiaoyang's voice is really alluring, anyone who listens to it will probably judge that this is a beautiful man with stunning talents.

Even though he couldn't see his face.

The guards stood respectfully under the steps, not daring to make a sound.

Come to think of it, I was terrified of him.

The wind of the cold moon was blowing, rolling up the remaining leaves outside the palace gate that had not yet fallen to the ground, whirling and floating at the feet of the snow-white fox fur.

The four fields were silent, and those captured concubines had long been silent.

The golden-armored guards were dead, and the remaining Daxia wolf soldiers stood silently in front of the palace gate, not even breathing.

King Xiaoyang slightly raised his hand, slowly stroked the Yingbi ring on his left ring finger, raised his eyebrows and said: "Smash Li Suyun's ankle bone, count the concubines of Yu Kingdom."

"Here!"

The wolf soldiers bowed their heads, someone stepped forward and entered with the palace book in hand.

A moment later, the queen's heart-piercing screams sounded from inside the palace gate.

Feng Qiqi looked coldly at the gate of the palace, habitually suppressed her breathing, and waited for King Xiaoyang to leave.

After a while, the guard stepped forward again, but his expression was gloomy.

"My lord, all the concubines and concubines above the fifth rank are in the palace, but the fourth-rank beauty Feng Qiqi who entered the palace at Haishi last night was nowhere to be seen."

The guard's voice was not loud, but very clear, word by word, hitting people's ears.

King Xiaoyang who was standing under the corridor froze suddenly.

He didn't open his mouth to speak, the air in the palace suddenly condensed.

The wolf soldiers were anxious, the concubines were trembling, but Feng Qiqi's eyes flickered lightly, not knowing what he meant.

As if after a long time, King Xiaoyang slowly raised his head, looked at the three big golden characters on the lintel, and said coldly: "Spring water."

From behind him, a young man in snow-white clothes suddenly jumped up, standing with his head bowed respectfully.

King Xiaoyang didn't turn his head, but said indifferently: "Burn it all."

The man responded, holding a torch and leaping up the vermilion corridor of Huanyi Palace in one step. His figure was as light as a swallow cutting water, and his dexterity did not look like a normal person.

Feng Qiqi knew that this was a top killer.

Perhaps, more powerful than her.

Her breathing became lighter and lighter.

In less than 1 minute, Huanyi Palace was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

It seems that there is a kind of magic power, wherever the torch of spring water is pointed, it will burn with a "bi peeling" sound.

In the early morning of the cold moon, the sun shines on the earth, and there are beautiful lights and shadows in front of the palace gate.Those dead branches and leaves were illuminated by this light and shadow, and they immediately came alive.

The fire spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the dark corner where Feng Qiqi was hiding.

But Feng Qiqi refused to die for his country.

With a flash of her eyes, she looked at King Xiaoyang in the distance, staring at his slender and isolated back, suddenly shot out her feet forcefully, and immediately climbed up a towering ancient tree outside the corridor.

With two "swooshes", she used her hands as claws, clung to the huge tree trunk, and climbed up to the branch closest to the ground in three or two steps.

The ancient trees are towering, although the branches and leaves are not lush, they can barely accommodate themselves.

She turned her head back coldly, and saw clearly that the place where she was hiding just now had been engulfed by the monstrous sea of ​​flames.

Sure enough, she escaped just in time.

"Ding……"

The gust of wind, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of hidden weapons piercing through the air, just looking back here, struck suddenly.

She never knew that ancient hidden weapons could also be as fast as bullets.

Folding her feet quickly, she turned over and leaned against the tree trunk, her hands dangling in the air, avoiding the fatal blow.

On the opposite side, King Xiaoyang turned around at some point.

What kind of face is that?

You say he is a demon, but he is as elegant as a Qingzhuo fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

You say he is a fairy, but he is evil and charming like a bloodthirsty demon who has been cultivating for millions of years.

There was a complex aura like a fairy and a demon floating around him, but this aura blended together without any violation.

Entanglement and obsession, fresh and flirtatious, people can't help but suffocate instantly when they see it.

Feng Qiqi's concentration has always been very good, so naturally she won't suffocate.

And at this moment, she is definitely not suffocating.

A woman with colorful makeup in white clothes flew forward in three or five steps, her long sleeves dancing like clouds and flowing water.

In the sleeves, there are extremely sharp hidden weapons, so fast that people can't see clearly.

Feng Qiqi let out a cold snort, exerted all his strength on his feet, flew up, and stepped firmly on the branch of the tree.

Hanging her head, seven darts gleaming with frost had already been nailed to the place where she had just hung.

After the sun had passed, half of a stunning face was clearly reflected on each dart.

That is, her face.

Feng Qiqi frowned slightly, seeing her appearance clearly for the first time.

Although, only half of it.

Such a face, to be honest, was [-]% similar to her in the previous life, and her eyes couldn't help but shudder.

The half of the face in the dart also turned cold.

On the ground, the woman in white missed a single blow and stood there with her hands down.

Behind the woman, King Xiaoyang was wearing a snow-white fox fur, standing outside the sea of ​​flames, suddenly hooked his lips.

The blazing flames reflected his icy face, showing more and more magic power to charm the common people.

"Killer?"

His bewitching eyes narrowed, and he uttered two words coldly, looking into the distance through the raging sea of ​​flames: "Feng Qiqi?"

(End of this chapter)