Rebirth against the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 22 This woman, she is courting death!
Seeing that elegant and lonely face, he couldn't help frowning, the original purpose of coming here seemed to be rejected by him at this moment.

Such a calm woman, no matter what, she can't overlap with that trash from back then!

What happened in the past six years?Let her transform like this!

At this moment, even Lan Muxuan didn't realize it, but he unconsciously became curious about the woman in front of him who had given him the greatest humiliation!
When the group of people reprimanded them enough, Feng Qianxun suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said to the Second Elder, "Second Elder, do you still remember the two questions I asked you?"

"Remember." The second elder was a little surprised by Feng Qianxun's calmness, and replied lightly.

At this time, he didn't take the opportunity to add insult to injury like the third and fifth elders did, which was exactly as Feng Qianxun expected.

"That's good." Feng Qianxun glanced lightly at the crowd who had suddenly quieted down, and suddenly stretched out her hand, pointing at Lan Muxuan, "Excuse me, with the strength of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, if it is placed in the Feng family, is it eligible to stay in the house?" In the family?"

When she asked this question, everyone was stunned at first, and then Feng Qishan immediately said with disdain: "With His Highness's strength, of course it is enough to stay in Feng's house, but it's a pity that you are not His Highness!"

Hearing what Feng Qishan said, Feng Qianxun slightly hooked her lips, and said with a smile: "Uncle is right, I am not Your Highness, but..." She changed the subject, and her clear eyes lightly glanced at Lan Muxuan's handsome man. Looking at his face, he raised his eyebrows, "If I fight him, it would be a good idea!"

As soon as she said this, the audience fell silent.

Lan Muxuan almost stopped breathing.

This woman... She is looking for death!
She actually wanted to duel with him in delusion, she thought she was a good-for-nothing qualified to do so! ?

With a cold snort, he was about to stand up and refuse immediately, but a scent of fragrance passed through his nose, and then, a pair of clear eyes filled with a smile came into his eyes.

Feng Qianxun raised his eyebrows at him, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "What? You are an imposing seventh prince, a rare genius in Tianfeng Kingdom, is it possible that you are still afraid of losing to me, a mere waste?"

The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, Lan Muxuan raised his eyebrows coldly, and said word by word: "You, know, don't, know, know, you, yourself, are, looking, dead!"

"It doesn't matter whether you live or die, Your Highness dares to accept the challenge?" Feng Qianxun raised her eyebrows and chuckled, the confident expression on her face made her seem to be shining.

She is so provocative, he is a dignified prince, why dare not take up the challenge!

Thinking about it, Lan Muxuan put down the cup in his hand indifferently, and said lazily: "You are determined to do so, so I have no choice but to accompany you."

Almost as soon as the words fell to the ground, Feng Qishan and Feng Liuyue's eyes showed smug smiles, and everyone present, except for Feng Xiaoxi who knew Feng Qianxun's strength, almost everyone was secretly cursing Feng Qianxun Looking for an idiot, she dared to duel with His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince without weighing herself, she was simply looking for abuse!
Feng Qiming pulled Feng Xiaoxi nervously, and when everyone was walking out of the courtyard, he slowed down and worriedly said to Feng Qianxun: "Xun'er, don't try to be brave, His Royal Highness is an intermediate martial artist, how are you……"

"Dad, don't worry, my daughter has a good strategy!" Feng Qianxun didn't wait for Feng Qiming to speak, and comforted her, and then walked out lightly.

Feng Xiaoxi looked at her grandfather's worried expression, blinked her eyes, and whispered: "Grandpa, don't worry, mother is very powerful."

Shaking his head, Feng Qiming only thought that Feng Xiaoxi was comforting himself, as he walked out, he made a secret decision in his heart, if the Seventh Prince hit too hard, even if he wanted to risk his old life, he would save Xun'er's life Otherwise, how could I be worthy of her dead mother!
Outside the courtyard, the white snow reflects the red plums, the scenery is just right, but everyone has no intention of admiring it.

Feng Qianxun casually snapped off a branch of red plum, held it loosely between her fingers, and raised an eyebrow at Lan Muxuan: "I, Feng Qianxun, am here today to challenge Lan Muxuan to a duel. Life or death, no regrets!"

"Feng Qianxun, you should have thought it through!" Lan Muxuan suddenly hesitated at this moment.

Although Feng Qianxun was kicked out of the Feng family on the surface, she is the only child of the head of the Feng family after all. If he hurt her, wouldn't it be that he took the initiative to push such a good tree from the Feng family to the prince? side!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little angry with Feng Liuyue and his daughter. If the two of them hadn't provoked Feng Qianxun, would Feng Qianxun be forced to fight him? !
At this time, Feng Qishan and Feng Liuyue could never have imagined that they had unintentionally offended His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince.

At this time, they were waiting and waiting, waiting to see Feng Qianxun being cruelly tortured!
"Ah! Wait!" Feng Qianxun said suddenly, making Feng Qishan and Feng Liuyue, who were proud of themselves, frowned. One or two thought she was going to go back on her word, and even Lan Muxuan also Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, she waited indifferently for her next words.

"It suddenly occurred to me that if you want to fight a duel, wouldn't it be too boring not to place a bet?" She paused for a while, and after taking a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, she spoke slowly.

As soon as these words came out, Lan Muxuan almost didn't get sick from anger.

His face was ashen, and he stared at her fiercely: "Do you think you have a chance to win?!"

"Yes!" She smiled brightly, "How will you know if you don't try, Your Highness the Seventh Prince, if I win by chance, you must accept the fate of being divorced by me, and you must tell the world, how about it?
Lan Muxuan's face turned from blue to black, and then completely black from black.

This damned woman, who hasn't seen her for five years, is so courageous that she even dared to mention the word "husband", she is too arrogant!
Looking up coldly, he snorted angrily: "Do you think you have a chance to win!"

"Stop talking nonsense, are you willing to make this bet?" Feng Qianxun said lazily, holding the branch of red plum casually.

Lan Muxuan snorted coldly, and smiled angrily: "Heh! Very good, since it's a bet, it's okay for me to play with you, but if you lose, so what?"

"If I lose, I will let you handle it." With a firm tone and a confident expression, Feng Qianxun seemed to be emitting a dazzling light at this moment, and the aura around him suddenly froze. look at the momentum.

she……

Feng Liuyue was shocked, and everyone in the audience was also shocked!
Just now, what was emanating from that waste body?
Force value!
In this world that respects martial arts, martial strength is the main factor that determines strength, and just now, Feng Qianxun's sudden burst of strength has amazed everyone!
Lan Muxuan was opposite her, and he could feel the familiar power emanating from her most. At this moment, the expression on his face was very exciting.

There are shocks, accidents, and annoyance and regret!
However, the arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired!

He has accepted her challenge in front of everyone, no matter whether she is a waste or not, he must defeat her!

When she thought that she had mentioned Hugh's weak bet to him just now in front of everyone, she felt furious, and almost instantly, a sharp long sword appeared in his hand.

Qing Feng.

The famous sword forged by the only spiritual-level alchemist in Tianfeng Kingdom ranks No. 8 in the list of magic weapons in the entire continent. It is extremely sharp and cuts iron like mud.

After calling out his own weapon, Lan Muxuan's aura suddenly soared, and the Qingfeng sword was erected in front of his chest. His aura was awe-inspiring, like a sword drawn from its scabbard, fierce and intimidating.

"Take out your weapon!" Lan Muxuan said coldly.

Feng Qianxun lazily raised the red plum in her hand, and said with a smile: "Your Highness will not bother you about weapons."

As the words fell, there seemed to be an invisible wind, brushing the hair on her forehead, the hair was slightly raised, her body swayed, and the whole person was swept to Lan Muxuan in an instant, and the red plum in her hand was lightly hit by her. To Lan Muxuan's wrist.

Lan Muxuan was amazed at her astonishing speed, and was unable to dodge for a while, but was still scratched by the petals of the red plum on his wrist, and a reddish wound appeared in front of his eyes, although it didn't hurt him, it made him feel chills.

If he had reacted a little slower just now, his veins might have been torn by this woman!

Her methods are really tricky and ruthless!

He was amazed in his heart, but the movements of his hands were unambiguous. When Feng Qianxun missed him, his wrist suddenly flipped, and the long sword was stabbed back suddenly by him, hitting Feng Qianxun's abdomen.

Feng Qianxun leaned forward lightly, and the sword edge had already slid past her waist, but it didn't even scratch her belt.

She is agile, and her thinking is even more sensitive. She always sees through Lan Muxuan's flaws at a glance, and can always defuse his offensive in an understatement at the most critical moment.

On the other hand, Lan Muxuan not only had to use all his martial skills, but also had to be on guard against her unexpected attacks. After a fierce battle, not only did he not gain the upper hand, but he was always overwhelmed by Feng Qianxun, which made him proud How can I accept it!

The long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed suddenly, his figure suddenly turned around, and the long sword in his hand suddenly passed through his arm socket, stabbing Feng Qianxun directly.

This blow was his ultimate move, and he would not use it against her unless it was absolutely necessary.

However, Feng Qianxun pulled out a soft sword from her waist with a relaxed expression, and the soft sword rebounded abruptly, shaking Qing Feng out of Lan Muxuan's palm forcefully.

There was a look of shock in Lan Muxuan's eyes, numbness in the tiger's mouth, and a sharp pain in his bones. Then, before he had time to react, his neck was pressed against by a slight coolness.

"Your Highness Seventh Prince, you lost!"

The clear and pleasant voice, in Lan Muxuan's ears, was like a magic voice piercing through his ears. His whole face lost all blood, his hair was messy, and the robe on his arm was torn apart by the sword energy, revealing the white underclothes , the whole person looked quite embarrassed.

Lose...lose! ?

How...how is it possible?

He is the majestic Seventh Prince, who has always regarded himself as a genius, how could, how could... lose to a well-known waste in Tianfeng! ?
(End of this chapter)