The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Rong Jing suddenly smiled and turned back suddenly, his voice suddenly silent, "How can you save?"

Yun Qianyue suddenly split the palm of the three-born stone standing on the ground.

Rongjing's complexion changed slightly, waving his sleeves instantly, and an invisible wind blocked Yun Qianyue's palm.

Yun Qianyue looked at him faintly, flipped her wrists, and her palms overflowed with a cloud. She flicked it lightly, and the cloud suddenly became larger, smashing it against Rong Jing. Rong Jing spread his hands, and five red lights instantly ignited at the fingertips of his five fingers.

The two powerful spiritual forces collided, and they were all impacted and took a step back.

Yun Qianyue This is the first time to see Rong Jing using spiritual power to make a shot, and she has not lost to her current spiritual power. How can this be the spiritual power that will exist overnight? She looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Do you really want to fight with me today and die?"

Rong Jing looked at her with a dull voice, "We are a husband and wife. What do you guys think about night light dye? Is it worth your hard work?"

Yun Qianyue Wen Yan reached out and pulled a hosta from the top of her head, gently removed the suffix, and pulled a piece of paper from the inside. She threw the paper to Rong Jing and said lightly: "You have no choice but to do anything because of what counts me. Not to mention, I don’t want to explore anymore. I have written this and it is my own handwriting. In the future, you and I will return to the bridge and the road to the road!"

Rong Jing took a step back without receiving the paper from Yunqianyue. The piece of paper fell to the ground. The wind blew and the paper spread out. Both had excellent eyesight. In the dark, they could clearly see the writing on the paper. Handwriting-He Lishu.

Yun Qianyue's handwritten book, real and off-book.

When Rong Jing saw and left the book, his complexion disappeared instantly.

Yun Qianyue stopped looking at him, and moved up to the Sansheng Stone, over the tall boulder, and saw Ye Qingying sitting there leaning on the Sansheng Stone side, his blue silk scattered, legs slightly supported, blood stained, pale, but There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and naturally he was awake all the time. When he saw Yun Qianyue coming near, he smiled at her, "Little girl, I know you will come to save me."

Yun Qianyue reached out to him, "Go!"

Ye Qingran put her hand in her hand, stood up, and at a glance saw the pattern and writing on the other side of the boulder, he stared at it, then looked at Rong Jing and the paper in front of him, it seemed Smiled, as Yun Qianyue left.

Rong Jing did not stop the two of them, looking at the He Lishu in front of him, motionless.

When Yun Qiangyue was about to step out of his sight, he suddenly raised his head and shouted "Yun Qianyue". Yun Qianyue stopped and turned back, only to see him stooping to pick up the paper, when she saw it , The paper in his hand instantly turned into gray.

He Lishu was destroyed, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes were lost from Rong Jingru's fingers.

Yun Qianyue looked at him. In the dark night, his warm and elegant face was extremely white and white, the eyebrows were dull, the thin lips were tight, and the eyes of Qingquan were dark and infinite. Seeing her, there seemed to be a big vortex Inhaling her, she did not remove her eyes and smiled lightly, "Whether Li Lishu is there or not. Since it is something you know and know, it is ruined now. It is enough to know what I know."

Rong Jingruyu's hands spread the last trace of paper gray and his voice was low, "Can you really be clean between you and me?"

Yun Qianyue smiled indifferently, "I don't need everything to be clear and clear, and it's okay not to be clean and thorough." When the words fell, she turned around without any emotion: "The Lord will be married and married one day after Murong , Yun Qianyue will prepare a gift."

Rong Jing was shocked.

Yun Qianyue never stayed again, pulling Ye Qingran away from the Jedi Cliff.

Ye Qingran walked back two steps, facing Shang Rongjing's line of sight, his eyes were facing each other, they were both unpredictable, Xu Yu, he turned his head and left with Yun Qiangyue.

The figure disappeared, and Rong Jing reached out his hand to cover his heart, seeming to be suppressing something. After a while, he still didn't suppress it. He turned suddenly and spit blood on the Sansheng stone.

A plum blossom bloomed on the Sansheng stone, which was extremely bright in the night.

He quietly looked at the blood spitting on the Sansheng Stone, and for the first time his eyes showed a certain kind of emotion called weakness, but it was only a moment later, he was put away, he pulled out the fear, wiped the corner of his mouth Blood stains slowly lay back on the Sansheng stone.

Just like what Yun Qiangyue saw when he first came here, the ink cloud Aquilaria was blown up by the wind, and there was a low-key nobility.

Shortly afterwards, a voice suddenly sounded in front of him, looking at him with disdain and said: "Struggling to draw her, just let her go back? He vomited blood? Gee, you are getting more and more breathing."

Rong Jing opened his eyes and saw Shangguan Mingyue standing at a distance of one meter away in front of him, looking at him with disdain and ridicule. He didn't change his face, was ridiculed by disdain and didn't feel annoyed at all. What if I don’t let her go back? Do I tie her to my side with a rope?"

Shangguan Mingyue snorted coldly and looked at the blood stains on the stone surface: "It's just a woman, or a Yang Hua water, seeing strange thoughts, cold blood and merciless..." His voice did not fall, and suddenly he hit him vigorously. Come over, even if he stepped back three feet, he still couldn't dodge, his sleeve was cut off by a blast of wind, and he was furious, "What do you hit me? I'm right!"

Rong Jing looked at him coldly, "You said she was wrong."

Shangguan Mingyue suddenly blew blood, staring at Rongjing, Rongjing looked at him, withdrew his hand, withdrew his sight, he held his breath in his breath, and suddenly lifted his foot to kick a small stone on the ground against him In the past, Rong Jing couldn't avoid hiding, the stone hit him in the arm, and the good ink cloud Aquilaria forged a hole, his arm was punched out, and there was blood flowing out, and his clothes were red. Robe at sleeve.

Shangguan Mingyue didn't expect Rongjing to hide, and suddenly he asked, "Why don't you hide? Are you waiting to be killed?"

Rong Jing did not answer his words and lay quietly with his eyes closed.

Shangguan Mingyue looked at him. If it were not for him to watch him standing here, he thought it was a stone and no popularity at all. He blinked uncomfortably suddenly, his anger disappeared invisible, walked to his side, kicked him with a kick, and saw that he was still, his breath was a bit stiff: "You used to work hard to remove me from Yunshan Please come down to help you, now it's better, regret it?"

Rong Jing was silent.

"It's not that I have no skills, just blame the woman you're looking for is too smart." Shangguan Mingyue sat down next to him, counting the clouds and moonlights angrily, "Is there such a woman? Knowing that your calculations have endured I have been quietly acting with you for years, and I have used all the sources of spiritualism. After spending the power of nine cows and two tigers, I have to dig her heart, and even she was swallowed by her and failed. 800 It’s enough to run a horse, but what about her? She ran to the rescue to save people. She sat in the Golden Palace’s early dynasty, and it’s more decent than the night to dye the new emperor, otherwise I know Uncle Hua Wang will not let his woman cheat. I almost doubt that she is the daughter born by the Ye Family. She sits in the Imperial Study Room and reads it. It is also decent. How many fields have been burned by the war in the southwest of thousands of miles. Going on, it regained its initial vitality within half a month. It was crazy like a wolf, and it was cold to the touch of humanity. It was comparable to the snow and ice in June.

"Are you enough?" Rong Jing suddenly interrupted him.

Shangguan Mingyue turned his head to look at Rong Jing. When he saw his face was ugly, he suddenly smiled and said evilly: "Why? Don’t you dare to let me go down, or do you dare not think of her tenderness? She pulled back from Ye Qingran?"

Rong Jing fell silent again.

Shangguan Mingyue snorted and mocked: "When have you seen you like this? Is it that jealousy is still dying now? The woman who was supposed to be in your palm was out of your control and jumped out of your palm. ? There is a feeling that I can't get it back?"

Rong Jing was silent.

Shangguan Mingyue looked at him with pitying eyes, and put on makeup like this: "Hey, it's so pitiful! I knew that, why should I have? I told you this long ago, this woman can't want it, what you want, what now? She jumped to the pit, but your distress was dead. She didn't know that she spent gold and silver with other men to spend the time as a rich man."

Rong Jing suddenly turned his head and covered his face with his sleeve.

Shangguan Mingyue looked at him, and the blood that he was hit by his arm kept bleeding. He was ticking on his brocade forging a robe, and he was dyed red. He didn’t seem to know the pain. Suddenly he ridiculed and stopped talking. He froze his face, ripped off his arm, ripped his half sleeve with a cold face, and bandaged him up.

Rong Jing let him bandage, but did not stop.

Shangguan Mingyue acted rudely and was careless for half a minute. In a blink of an eye, Rongjing was bandaged and shook his arm away. He seemed too disgusted to look at him again, got up and stood up, and said to him in disgust, "No matter The surname is Yun, the surname is Rong, or the surname is Shangguan, and there is no horde. You are less here to do that for the lord.

Rong Jing lay quietly on the Sansheng stone without saying a word.

"Isn't it just a matter of life? Isn't there any other way besides this?" Shangguan Mingyue raised her eyebrows. "Aren't you doing all your work, pretending to be smart and talented? You can't think of another one. A good way to offset it?"

Rong Jing was silent.

Shangguan Mingyue looked back at him, and suddenly he didn’t get angry. When he waved his hand, he broke the three-born stone that Rongjing was lying on. Rongjing suddenly opened his eyes and blocked his hand. He said angrily: "Since I can’t think of it, I think it’s okay, what kind of thoughts, and what three-stone stones are carved, so that she can marry Ye Qingran and become a rich man."

Rong Jing shook his hand away, his face slightly cold, and his voice was heavy, "Did you say enough?"