The Conceited Crown Princess

"Shuiyue Kingdom, what is it, mother? Is it delicious?" The breeze thousand Chen slants a small brain melon, full brain think of, besides eat of, still eat of.

"Not for children, not for children."

Listening to his mother's perfunctory words, Feng Qianchen's mouth turned white and cold. His mother always did this and didn't tell him anything. He was a two-year-old, not a one-year-old!

After tea and dinner, a group of people from Fengyun city didn't come to disturb them. Although they longed to see Leng Shangxian again to talk about the past, they also knew that Leng Shangxian and fenglingyu needed to talk about the past most.

Leng Shangxian is willing to die for Feng Lingyu, which makes Lin Zixi, long Yucang, and Sikong nongying quite shocked. It seems that he was stabbed by something in his heart.

Relief and pain.

Every day, Qingzhu was waiting outside the door of Sikong nongying's room. Many times, he was sleepy and fell asleep outside the door. The next morning, he was awakened by the sun.

"When will you notice me? Maybe, never." Green bamboo reluctantly looked at the closed door behind him, sighed and turned away again.

"Sister Qingzhu, why wait for Sikong's big wood all day long? There is no grass in the world. Why love one wood alone." The woods fluttered a few flying eyes towards the bamboo, but in exchange for the cold indifference.

It's been more than three years since Qingzhu came out of the Mo Han Yuan, and there is only Sikong nongying at the bottom of his eyes. But Sikong Dawu doesn't treat Qingzhu as a woman at all.

Destined, green bamboo little girl is to be sad forever, and Sikong big wood, also can't get what you want in the heart, oneself, also so.

Lin Zixi looks at the back of green bamboo, wearing a light green dress, but it looks like the depression and loneliness of autumn. Lin Zixi feels as if he sees himself.

Yaohuang hall.

Different from the sad atmosphere three years ago, the whole Fengyun city has been full of jubilation since the day when Leng first came back.

Within three years, due to the indignation of the three main members of the yaohuang hall, namely, dragon shaking sky, crow and money, the whole yaohuang hall has grown from only a few hundred people injured on that day to nearly ten thousand people today.

On that day, they didn't make a new choice for the temple leader, because the only temple leader in their heart was always just one person. The others didn't blame themselves, and they were even more ashamed.

All the new members swore that they had heard about the legendary Lord Xie Huang many times, but they had never seen the true face of Lushan.

Every day for three years, I listened to the old members' yearning for the Lord of the temple. I felt that I had come to the right place.

They practice martial arts in batches every day, and they are training the devil. Most of them have broken through the level of Holy Spirit.

In this land of Tianyuan, yuxuege has almost become the two decisive forces. Anyone who sees it has to be courteous. Even those who offend are scared out of their wits.

"The Lord is back!" The spies outside the door came back with tears flashing in their eyes. As soon as long Zhentian and other three heard it, they immediately ran to the gate of Fengyun city.

The rest of the people who were in Fengyun city also rushed to the city. The crowd fluctuated greatly. From a distance, it was like a large army fleeing from famine, but the desire for survival turned into the enthusiasm for cold.

Outside the door, a woman in red, with the beauty of a city and a country, exudes the courage of a heroine in every move, arrogant and uninhibited, and comes with some invisible domineering.

Her hands, holding a small bun in white, naive, a pair of crystal clear eyes, it seems that a bit of the king's air, and wind Lingyu had the same appearance.

On the other side of Leng Shangxian is Feng Lingyu in a black robe. His strong big hands tightly wrap Leng Shangxian's small hands. Between his eyebrows, there is a rare look of tenderness.

However, only one person can feel the tenderness. The rest of the people feel terrible. The air conditioner seems to rise from the soles of their feet, which makes people shiver.

"Last time, I didn't come back to see you. Long Zhentian, money, crow, you did a good job." Leng Shangxian looked at the three backbones with approval, and felt more and more that he had made the right decision to break into the mountain.

Otherwise, these three people will be scolded by countless people. They will be buried in the deep mountains and forests forever, and it will be hard to see the day. It's a pity that they are buried.

"Lord! See you, Lord Three people excited to kneel on one knee, followed by more than a thousand people, are also kneeling one by one, eyeful, full face, no half of the reluctant.They all admire their temple master from the bottom of their hearts.

The Three Dharma protectors are already so capable, so the person who is admired by the Three Dharma protectors will be a top-notch expert.

More than a thousand people, almost all over the main street, look around, are bowing respectfully under his hands, his face are filled with cold string excited and excited look.

There are even some people who can't help but look at Leng Shangxian curiously. For the first time, Leng Shangxian doesn't blame it, but turns a blind eye to it.

"But I can't stay long. I'm very satisfied with all of you. We will continue to maintain our military strength for a thousand days. In the future, there will be a time when we will step on the battlefield together."

The voice of Leng Shangxian is very indifferent, but it makes the people below excited. They seem to have been eager to fight with Leng Shangxian.

Although they know that those who can compete with Leng Shangxian will not be small characters, and they may lose their lives at any time, they knew this as early as when they entered the yaohuang hall.

They don't care at all.

"Son, will you go back to the cradle and play with the chimpanzees?" Leng Shangxian squats down and looks at Feng Qianchen with a spoiled smile.

Later, the picture is too bloody. She can't let her son be exposed to such horrible, bloody and brutal scenes when he is only two years old. It's not good if she takes her son askew.

"Good." Feng Qianchen, like all the children, opens his mouth wide and answers obediently. As soon as his voice falls, he gets a kiss on his face. Then he goes to the cradle of hell.

"I want to know all the corners of Tianyuan, all the news and what I can get." Before leaving, Leng Shangxian gave them a command.

The people who had never been ordered by the temple master didn't feel difficult, but they were full of excitement and finally could do something for the idol in their heart!

They stood up and looked at each other. They all saw the excitement in each other's eyes. With long Zhentian's big hand swinging, the people on the street dissipated in a few moments.

Water moon country.

Leng Shangxian and Feng Lingyu keep their fingers together and walk in the air. The people of Shuiyue kingdom are attracted by a pair of men and women who suddenly appear in the air.

Red and black.

In this world, in addition to cold string and wind Lingyu, who can wear these two colors with such a taste? Who can interpret these two colors so perfectly.

Even if they are not from Fengling and huoyun countries, they are still full of longing for these two figures.

"Look, isn't this prince Feng and his concubine?"

"Crown princess, we all know that you are not dead. Lucky people have their own destiny!"

"If you don't die in great danger, you will have a happy future!"

The people chanted their wishes one by one, and blessed a pair of celestial couples in the air one after another.

The scene inside the palace of Shuiyue kingdom is quite different from that of the common people outside. Leng Shangxian and Feng Lingyu, who are the first people to know about by the grand master, come to Shuiyue Kingdom and report to the palace in a hurry.

"They have all broken through the stage of the king of spirit. Well, it's been three years. It's hard to break through the talent of Leng Shangxian and Feng Lingyu."

Chi Youmo was just puzzled for a while, and then he went back. He didn't worry too much about anything. He seemed to be confident about the strength of Shuiyue country.

"There were only two of them, not a single soldier." Although the great master of Shuiyue kingdom was panicked for a while, he was also depressed by Chi Youmo's indifference.

For the wind Lingyu and Leng Shangxian come alone, sniff. They think that their talent can destroy the whole country of Shuiyue? It's like eating people and talking about dreams!

Although they can defeat the owners and elders of the Shui family, it does not mean that they can defeat the Shuiyue Kingdom, which has been established for a hundred years!

"Newspaper - the national master, your highness, Feng Lingyu, he, and Leng Shangxian, the monster who came back from the dead, want us to hand over the national master."

The bodyguard panted and finally looked at the master's eyes. Some of them didn't dare to look directly at the master for fear that he would die in anger.

"Well! How arrogant Chi Youmo angrily slaps the Dragon chair, and Jin Buyao on his head shakes violently because of this move, completely losing his aesthetic feeling and hanging on his face.

Chi Youmo casually took away the tassel that Jin Bu Yao hung on his face, and stood up angrily: "call all the generals together, take off their heads, and wait for them!"

Chi worried about the ferocious face of Mo Qi, nodded to the national master, and he also went to the wall.Feng Lingyu and Leng Shangxian seem to be indifferent all the time. There is no impatience, no anger, no emotion. Because of this, Chi Youmo is even more angry.

They come to challenge, and now they are still looking like nothing. Who can they show them!

"Oh, come out? I thought you were going to be a shrinking turtle all your life. I didn't expect that her royal highness attached so much importance to the National Teacher... "