The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 54 He's My Man

The next day, a large arena was set up in Xihuang.

Everyone gathered on the viewing platform.

Many people were excited to go on stage and fight to win the blood-killing sword.

"Your Highness, Young King, Your Highness Young King." Murong Chen was playing courteously with a group of people, when he saw Bei Ming Shaoxiao leading a group of people talking and laughing.

"Brother Chen." Murong Wenyu stood up from behind Beiming Shaoxiao.

"Wen Yu, are you here?" Murong Chen had an unexpected look on his face.

"Yeah! I'm chatting with Sister Young Wang." Murong Wenyu laughed happily.

The match will start immediately, Beiming Shaoxiao pointed to the high platform where the match was watched, and said, "Okay, let's sit and chat over there."

"Okay." Everyone greeted.

Bei Ming took his seat with a small smile and chatted with these friends.

Murong Chen came in a dragon chariot, and everyone saluted: "See Your Majesty, long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty."

"Everyone is flat." Murong Chen got down from the chariot and sat on the dragon chair, with the air of an emperor.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Everyone present is ready, then the sixth prince will host the arena again." Murong Xing pushed the booth to Murong Chen.

Murong Chen got up slowly, cupped his fists: "Your brother obeys."

At the end, he got up and went to the arena, facing everyone, said with a smile: "I believe everyone understands the rules of the arena, so I won't say much, let's start! Who will come first?"

"I!"

"Me." It happened that a person on the left and right came up to the stage facing each other.

With a formulaic smile on Murong Chen's face, he said, "Start."

Then, he got up and left the stage.

"Bang~pa~" and other fighting sounds, everyone watched with gusto.

But Beiming Shaoxiao supported his chin with one hand, closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

Gong Xifacai and Miaofeng, who followed behind her, guarded her with familiar faces.

The people on the stage fought and returned batch after batch.

When Zilansha came on stage in a purple robe, Murong Wenyu couldn't help but pushed Beiming Shaoxiao's shoulder, and called softly, "Sister, sister, wake up."

"Huh?" She was already in a light sleep, but she pushed Bei Ming and smiled slightly, but opened her eyes.

"Look, who's on stage! We've got a good show to watch." Murong Wenyu gloated, as if he was looking forward to Zi Lansha's embarrassment.

"There is indeed a play to watch." Beiming Shaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then chuckled.

"Pa~" Zi Lansha pulled out the black snakeskin whip around her waist, looking at this whip was quite murderous.

And the person who fought her was also a woman, Miss Dong Lie's official family, who used a long sword.

"Hmph, the little bitch doesn't know how to back down when I see this king playing?" Zi Lansha raised her chin proudly.

The official lady listened to her words, and immediately drew her sword to face each other.

The foundation of women's martial arts in Nu Zun Guo is indeed like that of a man. After a few moves, the official woman is stained with blood.

"Pfft~" was hit by a heavy whip again.

The official woman fell on the ring, and the men in the hall all took a breath of air.

Unexpectedly, the Chess King's moves were so ruthless.

Then everyone unconsciously glanced at the young king who was lazily watching the show on the high platform.

Everyone thought that if the young king played, the chess king would have nothing to eat.

They were terrified when they thought of the last time the young king beat the chess king to the point where he could not fight back in front of everyone.

Murong Chen announced: "This game, the chess king wins, who will challenge the chess king?"

Everyone looks at me, and I see you staring and staring, chattering endlessly.

It's like giving Zilansha a face, maybe someone else will be a queen in the future.

And noble men don't bother to fight with women, so they don't bother.

"Is there someone?" Murong Chen repeated again.

Zi Lansha's triumphant appearance was particularly conspicuous standing there.

"If no one wins, declare the chess champion..."

"Wait a minute, I haven't had a good time yet!" Beiming Shaoxiao stood up slowly, stretched his waist, and walked onto the ring with a sinister spirit.

Zi Lansha clenched the whip in her hand, looking at Beiming Shaoxiao with hatred and a little fear in her eyes.

Everyone is excited! Come on!
His Royal Highness the young king is on the stage, it will be a good show.

"You, didn't you not see me?" Zi Lansha said angrily.

"My lord, I didn't intend to participate at first. Seeing how cool you are in this arena, I want to come up to have a good time too." Bei Ming smiled evilly.

"You, if you want to fight, stop talking nonsense." Zi Lansha swallowed, and whipped her away.

He wanted to strike first, but it didn't seem to be of any use, so he was easily dodged by Beiming Shaoxiao.

"What's the rush? I don't even have any weapons." Bei Ming looked at her with a disdainful smile.

"You..." Zi Lansha held back.

Beiming Shaoxiao turned his head and shouted to the audience: "Who wants to give the king the weapon?"

"Young King, I'll borrow it." It was the woman who was beaten by Zi Lansha just now and vomited blood and fainted. She woke up and was supported by someone.

Seeing the official woman throwing the saber in her hand, Bei Mingshao smiled and made a handsome 360-degree rotation to catch the saber.

"Miss, this king will take your sword to avenge you!" Bei Ming smiled jokingly.

"Beiming, don't laugh, you're going crazy." Zi Lansha was so angry that she whipped her away with her hands.

Beiming Shaoxiao dodged sideways, one flashed in front of her, and drew out his long sword to hit her off guard.

The long whip is the most taboo for close combat, and the long whip is only suitable for fighting at a distance. This close combat, Zi Lansha did not show that she was not an opponent.

In addition, Zi Lansha's martial arts were mediocre, relying entirely on weapons, and she was beaten to the ground by Beiming Shaoxiao in a short while.

Beiming Shaoxiao was not in a hurry to beat her until she couldn't get up, she wanted to play slowly.

"Touch!" She slashed Zi Lansha's wrist with a hand knife, and the whip fell into Beiming Shaoxiao's hand.

After receiving the long whip, Bei Ming smiled and swept a handsome and sharp dragon with its tail, "Pa~"

It hit Zi Lansha's body, and it hurt her so much.

"Ah~" screamed like a pig.

Beiming Shaoxiao stepped on her back, and she crawled on the ground to kiss Mother Earth.

"Pa~" Another whip was drawn away.

Zi Lansha cried like a pig: "Ah, stop..."

"Huh? What are you talking about? I can't hear you." Beiming Shaoxiao finished speaking and gave her another whip.

"You, ah! Stop it for me." Zi Lansha was in a panic.

"The wind is too strong, I can't hear it." Beiming Shaoxiao roared in a strange way, and then whipped his whip a few more times.

Not to mention, it's really fun to whip others with this whip, and she will ask someone to get a whip for fun some other day.

Everyone: "..." Where is the wind coming from?

Even Murong Xing, who was sitting on the throne, was a little frightened when he saw Beiming Shaoxiao, a tough man.

Some people laughed happily, such as Beiming Xiaoxi, Zhu Kui, Murong Wenyu and others.

Zi Lansha raised her hand: "My lord, I surrender, admit defeat..."

"Surrender? Who do you surrender to? Did you enjoy being beaten?" Bei Ming Shaoxiao thought of Zi Lansha triumphantly beating others, and wanted to beat her up.

"I, Zi Lansha, smiled less at Beiming..."

"Crack~" beat him with a whip.

The stammering Zilansha slipped away when she spoke: "I, Zilansha, surrender to Beiming Shaoxiao."

"Murong Chen, did you hear that?" Beiming Shaoxiao raised his feet and let go of Zilansha.

Murong Chen stepped forward: "I heard this, if you don't come up to challenge the young king, then the young king will win."

Everyone: They don't want to go up to 'cool' yet!

"Then the young king will win this time." After Murong Chen finished speaking, he handed a long box to Beiming Shaoxiao.

After receiving the wooden box, Beiming Shaoxiao didn't say anything, stepped off the stage and threw it to Miaofeng.

"Congratulations sister." Murong Wenyu looked at Beiming adoringly and smiled again.

"Come on! This king is going up to find fault with Zi Lansha." Bei Ming took a sip of tea with a smile.

"Haha..." Murong Wenyu and Zhu Kui laughed loudly.

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　　[I don’t know why this title can’t be changed, so I apologize to everyone. 】

　　
　
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