The Conceited Crown Princess

Lucas fell to the ground with a bang. The electric current all over his body made him touch the ground with a sensation. The crackling sound of electric current made his scalp numb.

Lucas got up tremblingly, rubbed his whole body, looked at his cold eyes, and said angrily: "little assassin, he has done such a thing. Ha ha, it seems that he is not a simple character."

Cold string didn't pay attention to Lucas, this ya just so desperately, it seems that really care about their identity, so I have to grab it.

Rubbed his arm, still numb and numb, cold on the string more hate the damn dragon Lucas.

Feng Lingyu's two slender thighs overlapped, and he looked at lengshangxian and Lucas with a funny look on his face. With a smile on his lips, his wife seemed to be angry. Lucas had to take it.

Leng Shangxian still smiles coldly, and there seems to be a flame burning at the bottom of his eyes. Lucas Quan can't play any more high-end means when Leng Shangxian. Looking at Leng Shangxian's eyes, he still despises.

If you pick up the halberd, you have to stab it to lengshangxian at one time. Lengshangxian doesn't retreat, but advances quickly in the direction of Lucas. Lucas's successful hook lip is about to stab lengshangxian's thin body.

People around can't bear to continue to see, many of the warriors are anxious for the cold, clenching their fists tightly, palms are overflowing with sweat.

Only Lu Chuan, with a cold smile, seemed very happy to see the scene of Leng Shangxian being killed.

One centimeter.

There's only one centimeter left.

Cold on the string but suddenly a somersault in the air, jumped to Lucas behind, and a moment on tiptoe jump a person more than high distance, eyes of fire shining, with endless killing.

"Multiple visions, sword in hand!"

The cold voice with a faint intoxicating ending, but let Lucas dragon body shock, wide eyes, turn back, face to face, but it is the overwhelming hand sword.

Tens of thousands of small daggers flew towards themselves. There was no place to hide. They could only use the current aperture to resist some of them, but still could not resist such a huge sword attack.

Cold string is still in mid air, I do not know the hands of the sword, eyes full of excitement, Lucas suddenly heart suddenly jumped up.

"You. You've been able to see through the tolerance beyond assassins. You've got two careers Lucas's voice also made the rest unbelievable.

It's not easy to be a good occupation, but Leng Shangxian suddenly realized the occupation of assassin, Ninja!

When the warriors looked at Leng Shangxian, they thought about themselves as if they were looking at monsters. They were frustrated. Their professional skills had not been used skillfully, let alone understood other professional skills like him.

However, Leng Shangxian has always been very familiar with the four professional skills of night messenger. Naturally, it's no problem to understand ninja skills.

Here, Lucas has been penetrated by more than a dozen swords in his hand, and he fell to the ground in a mess. Just now, in order to resist these daggers, he used up all his strength.

Weak slightly squinting eyes, carefully staring at the cold string just fell to the ground, for fear that he took advantage of the danger to end up here.

At this time, Leng Shangxian's cold eyes stabbed at Lucas. At the same time, he threw a dagger with his conscious right hand and shot at Lucas suddenly.

Lucas wanted to move, but he didn't have the strength to move. He could only watch the dagger getting closer and closer to him. Finally, he closed his eyes in despair.

"Ding"

The dagger was inserted into the ground beside Lucas' ear. The blade touched the marble floor and made a sharp sound, which made everyone around feel dark for a while.

Lucas didn't feel the pain on his body. He tentatively opened his eyes, turned his head, and was startled by his face.

That sharp shining cold light dagger, from his head, only a little distance, only a little, cold string, is warning yourself?

Looking at the cold string, right on the cold string cast over the eyes, not reconciled to the fist, but still for the cold string convinced.

Lu Chuan hid himself in the crowd. His eyes on Leng Shangxian were not only hatred, but also beyond jealousy. He could not wait for Leng Shangxian to die as soon as possible.

In this month's assessment, it is no doubt that Leng Shangxian once again became a famous figure in the sky city, and Lucas was sent to the hanging city inside the sky city to wait for the two lords there.On the second floor, Leng Shangxian walked in his own room. He saw that it was obviously higher than the main room on the first floor. He not only guessed the treatment of Feng Lingyu, but also turned his lips.

"Feng Lingyu, I really want to know how your room is treated. My room is already so good. Aren't you as popular as the Lord of the city?"

Leng Shangxian opened his mouth in the two men's team, with a kind of coquetry in his tone that he didn't even notice.

Feng Lingyu is lying on the big bed in his room, with two long thighs folded together. He is trying to say something to his little wife, but he just receives a cold and sour tone.

The evil spirit of the hook lips: "how, the lady is missing for her husband, want to go to her husband's room to chat for a while, eh?" The low magnetic voice with a strange ending makes people imagine.

"Feng Lingyu, you don't have a moment to be serious, do you! It seems that I should teach you a lesson so that you can see me after a long time! " Leng Shangxian immediately sat up and talked to the air.

"The lady didn't find that she seems to be a psychopath now. She even scolds her husband for being in the air. She really yearns deeply enough to become a fool."

Feng Lingyu's words are cheap, but with the tone of intoxication, Leng Shangxian turns a white eye to the air, trying to pretend not to know Feng Lingyu.

Two people silent for a while, can only hear each other turn over voice and familiar breathing rate, for a long time, cold string just continue to speak: "I will go to the dark city again tomorrow."

"What's the matter? What can I do for you? "

Leng Shangxian breathed a breath and said: "Fengyang reincarnated. Void old man is his father. He sensed Fengyang's breath. He was in the dark city. Last time he went, he didn't find anything."

Feng Lingyu pondered for a while, then stood up and laid a boundary. Then, he cut through the void and went directly to the main room on the second floor.

Leng Shangxian is still in the quilt waiting for the reply of Feng Lingyu. He doesn't notice that he has sneaked in quietly.

"Where the hell is Feng Lingyu? He doesn't reply to me. I'll kill you when you reply to me later! Kill you Cold string a record of a hand knife cut side of the uplift of the quilt, while the broken recitation.

Wind Lingyu funny step by step close, this position is the bed side, just is the blind area of cold string, back to wind Lingyu.

"No reply yet!" Leng Shangxian began to roll on the bed, holding the quilt, rolled himself into a silkworm chrysalis, rolled back to loosen, rolled back to roll.

Feng Lingyu could hardly restrain his smile. Before Leng Shangxian opened his pupa, he strode forward and put his big hands on the bed on both sides of Leng Shangxian's body.

Leng Shangxian's head is also rolled inside the quilt. At the moment, he bumps into Feng Lingyu's arm. He is on the alert. Just as he is about to turn over, he is pressed by Feng Lingyu's big hand, and then he bullies him.

"Niang Zi, did you treat the quilt as a husband? I'll fight and hold it for a while. It seems that my husband is really a few days late, and I haven't slept with my wife for many days."

Feng Lingyu said, lying on the side of Leng Shangxian, a long arm roll, Leng Shangxian will naturally, into his arms, at the moment is still rolled by the quilt, can't move at all.

"Feng Lingyu, you bastard, do you want to let me go first?" Leng Shangxian moved his eyes and glared at Feng Lingyu fiercely, as if he wanted to rip off his skin.

Feng Lingyu's crooked lips were full of evil spirits. Her eyes were erratic, and she approached slowly with endless teasing: "the lady told me to be weak. If I don't do some bastard things, it seems that I'm sorry for the lady."

With that, the big hand began to move restlessly, but the cold string still couldn't move, and began to chagrin why he wrapped himself so tightly just now.

Find the right time, suddenly a bite, bite the wind Lingyu move over the hand, looks fierce, but in fact only a little crisp itching.

I thought Feng Lingyu would let go of himself, but when I looked up, I found that there seemed to be some other colors in his eyes, which was the most common thing.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he shrank into the quilt and stopped looking at Feng Lingyu: "Feng Lingyu, you'll cater to me tomorrow. I always feel that Lu Chuan looks at me as if he doesn't like me and stares at me."

Feng Lingyu's eyes were stained with anger and blood, and said: "if he dares, I will let him die without a burial place."

Word by word, with the cold temperature, let the cold string out of the quilt again, showing a head, looked at the wind Lingyu teasingly.

"We can't be impulsive in our present situation. Many people are staring at us airborne soldiers.""Lady, give me a kiss." Wind Ling Yu looking at cold string, loosen the shackles on him, obediently leaning on the head of the bed waiting for cold string into the net.

Cold string turned a white eye to the wind Lingyu, also obedient to the past, Baji in the wind Lingyu mouth above a kiss, will leave in a hurry.

Who would have thought that Feng Lingyu's big hand had already reached the back of Leng Shangxian, and immediately brought the whole person back, and restored the action just now.

Then, the other hand holds Leng Shangxian's slender waist, slowly bullying the body, and gently turning over, from the bedside to the innermost, has not let Leng Shangxian say a word.