Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"Oh, I would like to thank the prince for looking up." Leng Yetong hid her face with a smile, and the coquettishness in her eyebrows made Yan Yan unconsciously swallow a spit, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she said with a smile. There is something wrong with the Prince. If it wasn't for Wei Wei ’s yin and yang mistakes, you would n’t have had the chance to take this pawn. In addition, today, it is certain that one of you and I will die, but that person is not me, but you."

"Oh, woman, you are a clever person. Do you think you can win in the hands of this temple?" Wan Yanlie flashed a sneer and said sarcastically, a flash of killing in his eyes, and said spitefully, "Since It ca n’t be used by this temple, then this temple will send you to see the King of Kings today. ”Then, he raised the **** sword in his hand and attacked Leng Yetong.

"It's really bad to learn, but after today you should learn one thing, that is, don't question what I said." Leng Yetong smiled gently, watching a flash of pity in Wan Yanlie's eyes, and thunderous She pulled out the soft sword around her waist and wrestled with Wan Yanlie. Wan Yanlie ’s martial arts were not very high. The Yi people won with brute force. It is not difficult to deal with ordinary people, but in the face of the true masters at home, they are not opponents at all. They have been pressed and beat, and they have no power to fight back. He was secretly surprised, gritted his teeth and waved the sword in his hand, and kept telling himself that he could not lose, at least not to a woman.

"How about, Prince Wan Yan, can you learn now not to question what I say?" Wan Yanlie's sword fell to the ground, and Leng Yetong's soft sword rested on his neck, with a little pity in his eyes, chuckling. He shook his head and said, "Prince Wanyan, you said that if I cut a sword on your neck, would you die?"

"You should be able to martial arts, this is a surprise to the temple." Captured by Leng Yetong, Wan Yanlie only had a momentary panic, then calmed down and said arrogantly, "The temple is an envoy of the Yi people, you have no right to dispose of it. I. If you kill me, the father of this temple will surely set you flat. "

"Ben Wang will lead troops to break through your Yi tribe, so you don't have to live." Bailimomo's murderous voice seemed to come from hell, and his blood-stained appearance appeared like Shura, and his hands were long. The sword pierced through Wan Yanlie's heart without hesitation, blood splattered.

"Master, you are really not considerate. You see, this blood has stained my skirt." Leng Yetong retracted the soft sword from his waist, looked down at the redness of his skirt, and flattened his mouth. Said dissatisfied.

"The King of Japan sent someone to make ten skirts for you." Baililimo glanced at her, said quietly, and then walked towards the inner room, and then returned to her in a moment, frowned and asked, " What happened to the father? "

"It's okay. After a hundred days of epilepsy, I have given him Ningshen Dan and opened a house for medicine. I will wake up in three days." Leng Yetong said lightly, and then looked at the fire outside. Indifferently asked, "Are they all resolved?"

"Well, Ye Ran is in the final process, but Wang Wei hasn't been caught yet." Baili Liumo nodded slightly, showing a little bit of killing in his eyes, biting his teeth, and said resentfully, "But he can't escape for long Ben Wang was going to dig the ground three feet to find him, and then a thousand swords. "Leng Yetong raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, then looked thoughtfully forward, and they were speechless.