The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 82

Leng Yichen looked at Lan Yunmeng's actions, but just stared at Lan Zihan closely, and didn't do anything, he knew that Lan Yunmeng couldn't hurt her.

Xi Lei also had a calm and composed face, he had seen the princess's martial arts at the banquet, it was so unfathomable, how could Lan Yunmeng's showmanship be able to hurt her.

Lan Zihan looked at Zhu Chai who was so close with her red phoenix eyes, her eyes were contemptuous, two fingers easily pinched Lan Yunmeng's attack, and said sarcastically, "Do you have the ability to kill me if you want to kill me?"

Lan Yunmeng's exquisite face, which was proud of being about to cut her face, was twisted at this moment, and she roared angrily: "Why don't you die, only if you die, the prince will not be confused by you anymore. "She always thought that she used her appearance to confuse Leng Yichen.

Lan Zihan's beauty is a proud beauty that cannot be concealed, as if it will bloom at any time, coupled with her unique temperament, no one can match it.

Lan Zihan snatched the red hairpin from Lan Yunmeng's hand, and stayed on Lan Yunmeng's face, her expression was cold, and her voice was full of the charm of death: "Since you want to destroy your face, I will help you." After saying that, Without giving Lan Yunmeng a chance to speak, he slashed across her face fiercely, and a scar up to seven centimeters long appeared on Lan Yunmeng's face.

"Ah, my face."

"How dare you, bitch, I want you to die, ahhh."

All of a sudden, the cell was filled with the woman's angry and miserable screams.

I saw the whirlwind flying by, and Leng Yichen had already arrived in front of Lan Yunmeng, his voice was like a thousand-year-old glacier, with no warmth: "This king said, don't let this king hear those two words again, your memory is really good. It's not ordinary." After speaking, with a wave of the sword in her hand, Lan Yunmeng fell to the ground, beside her was a bloody red body, that was, her tongue.

Lan Yunmeng was babbling non-stop on the ground, apparently unable to say anything, and could only rely on this to relieve the pain.

Lan Zihan stepped forward and held Leng Yichen's hand: "Chen, just leave it to me."

Leng Yichen nodded in agreement.

I saw a ball of flames suddenly gathered in Lan Zihan's hands, and under the light of the flames, that magnificent face was even more like a fire god descending into the world, full of arrogance and domineering.

This is the third time for Leng Yichen to see that Lan Zihan can control the fire, so he just glanced at Lan Zihan more, without any change in expression.His little one still had a lot of things that he didn't expect.

At this moment, Xilei's eyes are already fiery, and he looks at Lan Zihan with admiration. Although he has seen something more spectacular than this last time, he still can't help but swear in his heart. Damn, the princess is really not human, she is really him Damn it's so perverted that it can control fire.

And Lan Yunmeng was lying on the ground curled up into a ball, looking at Lan Zihan with horror on her face, she really wanted to scream at this moment, but her tongue was cut off by Leng Yichen, and she couldn't speak. Presumably if she still had her tongue, she would be too scared to speak.She was full of fear and fear at this time, looking at the ball of fire in Lan Zihan's hand, her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, at this moment, she was full of regrets in her heart, she was not a human being, how could a human being be like her, she It's a devil, it's a devil, why did she provoke her in the first place.

Lan Zihan admired Lan Yunmeng's expression, from shock to fear, fear, and then regret.

Lan Zihan smiled arrogantly, raised her hand, and threw the fireball at Lan Yunmeng's body.

(End of this chapter)