He smiled in the thick frost and white mist, looking like a young man with a high spirit: "But who are the world? What does it have to do with me?"

He licked his lips: "I'm so bad that even ghost babies can bully people all night. Do you think I care about these things?"

Listening to these unreasonable words, Tian Jingwan's eyes widened a little, as if he was a little surprised that such words were actually said from the emperor's son.

Then she smiled and the moment the rain fell to her, the wet skirt of her body was blown up by a breeze.

The wind is very light, so light that it makes people unable to see any wind breath, just like the light wind grown by spiritual beings by the pool of Tianhe River.

The raindrops that were about to fall on the corner of the skirt were blown up by the breeze, and the transparent cyclone wrapped her slender figure. The sharp ice rain was instantly stirred by the gust of wind into countless ice crystal powder dusts without lethality.

The wet scholar's black hair was soon blown dry by the wind, and he danced lightly with his long skirt, and his charm was extremely gorgeous.

"The master is indeed an interesting person. Even a goalkeeper in the heavenly world claims to be noble and cherishes his white feathers. Not to mention evil things like ghost babies, even the gods in the spiritual world feel that they are secular and lowly."

Tian Jingwan's cold vertical pupils fell on Ling Tiansu and turned around, saying happily: "Master, you are so tight-fitting, don't you know, but you think you are holding my master or the noble little phoenix in Fengyu Palace in your arms?"

After saying that, before Ling Tiansu answered, she burst out laughing. Her slender eyes were curved and cold, and she didn't feel cute, but instead she felt cold and dangerous:

"It's so interesting. Any prey I target seems to have become your woman in the end."

And at the last moment when she was about to succeed, the same person was blocking her.

Where Ling Tiansu passed, the sharp and sharp ice rain avoided it.

The next moment, the figures that remained in Tian Jingwan's vertical pupils disappeared into the ice curtain.

His breath did not disappear, but spread throughout the palace.

Killing intentions are everywhere! They are everywhere!

Tian Jingwan's pupils narrowed slightly, her eyes were not waving at all, her gaze was slightly lowered and she looked down. There was no fluctuation in the space behind her, but Ling Tiansu suddenly appeared behind her without any warning, still holding Wu Ying in her arms, and bent her legs and kicked her ass.

He wants to teach a ignorant bad kid a lesson!

Tian Jingwan turned around gracefully, her steps were light, her skirt rotated like a green lotus blooming in the rain, and her slender and straight legs under the skirt also swept out a flash of shadow.

The legs are extremely sharp. Compared with Ling Tiansu's silent sneak attack, when she kicked it out casually, the leg wind brought up like an invisible heavy hammer, shaking all the ice and rain around it!

The green embroidered shoes and the black boots are docked, and the air is lifted

A terrifying critical strike sounded, and the aftermath of the air wave swept across, and the air wave swept away the sharp wind. The huge palace was swept across the sky by the air wave, as if it was separated by a huge sickle and collapsed into a ruin.

The two fighting figures in the ruins also disappeared into the mist of smoke and dust.

The dawn of the east dawn finally arrived in the imperial city of Yue Kingdom, and a hazy red sun slowly rose in the distance.

The red sun is like a silhouette between eternal night and dawn. Under the silhouette, two figures are constantly intertwined, and countless terrifying winds are drawn above the sky.

Every time there is a handover, a terrifying explosion that shocks the imperial city will be heard from the sky.

The ministers who woke up like a palace court in the morning showed horrifying eyes when they saw this scene.

It was obvious that the terrifying battle last night had ended. Feng Shen said that he would come to take revenge ten days later. The wind was calm for only one night. Why was there a big dragon fighting in the sky above the imperial city of Yue Kingdom?

This is simply a life-threatening person.

Li Qige in the inner garden was awakened by the sound of fighting. With his messy hair, he pushed open a window with angrily and cursed at the sky: "Is there still over? Is my little beauty snatched away? Isn't even sleeping?"

In her mind, there was no one else who could make such a big splash except His Highness Wu Ying, even though she didn't know who the opponent was.

But when I thought of the ignorant prince, His Highness, just favored the little beauty she brought with me last night, and before dawn in the morning, he started to fight with others.

From so far away, you can feel the trembling but completely different murderous intent in the air.

Li Qige grinded his teeth. When he thought of his little beauty's first time, he had not had time to wait for His Highness Wu Ying to say two sweet words, he fought with murderous intent. It was impossible to imagine how helpless and pitiful the little beauty under the war would have.

No, don't think too much.

It hurts so much if I think about it.

The pitiful "little beauty" in Li Qige's mind was just sweeping away the cloak of spring scenery that was blowing by the strong wind. His eyebrows and eyes sank, hugging Wu Ying a little, and his murderous intent became stronger in his eyes.

The legs were swept out, and the heavy rain hit Bajiao's legs and shadows were continuously blasting towards Tian Jingwan.

At this moment, he held Wu Ying in both hands, not drawing his sword, but just attacked the most with his legs.

Tian Jingwan also put his hands behind him openly and fairly, with his skirt flying, his long legs slender and beautifully proposed a series of graceful curves. His figure was light and elegant, and his indescribable chic and calmness, which actually took down Ling Tiansu's offensive one by one.

Ling Tiansu was faintly frightened. He was clearly just a clone, and he could fight with him in an equal way and keep up with him.

That proud speed.

Moreover, he clearly captured that every time Tian Jingwan kicked out a leg, the Li Feng raised in the air was completely different from his Li Feng. The remaining momentum was an unusual murderous intent and sharpness.

During the short but countless confrontations, although neither of them was injured, Ling Tiansu's hem was wiped by her legs several times, cutting off several sharp blades.

His eyes were staring at the wind traces in the air with a deep look, and his pupils suddenly became dark, as if he understood something.

His feet condensed step by step, and a thunder arc appeared, and the murderous intent in his eyes rose.

As if he sensed Ling Tiansu's extremely powerful murderous intent, Tian Jingwan smiled slightly, and actually stopped the attack and stood ten meters away from him. Yingying smiled and said, "It's really too much. He actually kicked someone's ass as soon as he got up."

"Tian Jingwan." His voice slowly and deep, and he pronounced her name.

She was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "I won't fight?"

Ling Tiansu's eyes were dark: "Where does the power of wind source in your body come from?"

Tian Jingwan summoned the blood-born holy sickle, and in the air, she sat lazily on the blood-born holy sickle, her slender legs overlapping, her skirt flew, and she held her chin and looked at him lightly: "Guess?"

"You killed Shizuzu, Fengji." It's not a question, but a certainty.

Tian Jingwan laughed out loud, spread her palms, and looked at the slender jade fingers, which looked like a beautiful handicraft. It was impossible to tell that this was a pair of murderous palms.

"Yes, I used this palm to insert it into his skull, touching his boiling brain occupied by loyalty, and crushing all his vitality."

Her eyes suddenly condensed, and the angry Dutian divine thunder above the nine heavens reflected deep in her pupils. Her five fingers flipped and closed, and the thunder intention was directly crushed and turned into countless thunder spots, withering and falling like snowflakes.

Ling Tiansu didn't move, just looked at her quietly.

Tian Jingwan also shook off the fake smile on his face, and a layer of inhumane indifference was covered in the perfect and beautiful voice: "Yesterday you sealed the ancient sword Juque. It was the moment the Scorpion Spirit appeared in the world that he sensed that the Wind God's body was sealed in the ancient sword. You don't want him to continue to be humiliated, so you sealed him with your own hands."

Ling Tiansu didn't say anything.

Tian Jingwan continued to analyze: "At that time, I felt that the Scorpion Spirit was a little strange. He disobeyed so violently about the owner's order to kill Wu Ying. Now that he thought about it, that was that he mistakenly recognized Wu Ying as the emperor's son at that time, but..." She was confused in her cold tone: "Why did he mistake Wu Ying for you?"

This is unreasonable.

The gods in the sky are all looking for the true body of the emperor's son's reincarnation. Some want to erase him, some want to support him, some want to take over him, and some want to use him.
Chapter completed!