C17 The Prince's Worry

She was used to being arrogant, so how could she care about the looks of others? She just liked to use the Plum Blossom Needle to kill people, and the Plum Blossom Needle was smeared with poison, this way she could easily grasp the other party's life and death, or she could say that she wanted them to live for as long as possible: If the needle pierced a person to death, then her Plum Blossom Needle would be infected with a deadly poison. When she was in a good mood, she would use the lightly poisonous Plum Blossom Needle to enjoy the process of the person dying.

The quincuncial needle that she had shot out earlier was smeared with medicine and it hit the meridians that were in charge of Qingyi. The medicine could instantly numb people, and it was developed by her in the base, and it was very useful, she liked to use it to punish those artists, especially those evil people that she disliked, to make them look bad under the flashing lights.

Hmph, she was a woman that would take revenge no matter what. It was Fei'er's fault for being blind and daring to bully her in the orphanage!

"..."

The two beautiful men, one big and one small, walked towards the palace.

Ten Thousand Li Fragrance:

Qing Yi angrily stepped into the private room while the man in white leisurely sipped on his tea. His expression was like a goddess that had accidentally fallen into the mortal world, untainted by mud.

"Young master …" Qingyi's face turned ugly as she cupped her fists in greeting. Thinking of that arrogant youth from before, thinking of how her treasure sword had been snatched away …

"How is it?" The voice was as sweet as a clear spring, like the spring breeze of March blowing into people's hearts. It was gentle and comfortable, able to calm their agitated hearts.

Qing Yi blushed as she recounted the situation. The man in white maintained his elegant smile, but the hand holding the cup tightened its grip as a strong killing intent was suppressed by him. He didn't expect that there would be someone who could move Qing Yi in a single move; he naturally knew more about Qing Yi's martial arts than anyone else.

According to what Qingyi said, that woman didn't even put the Dragoncry Sword in her eyes. Was she really looking down on the Dragoncry Sword or …

In this world, almost all of the pawnshops and banks were his. It was natural for him to know whether they were real or fake …

"Get up first …" Her voice was calm, but it sounded cold. Qingyi knew that her young master was angry, so she stood quietly behind him.

A stream of air flowed in the air as the man in white revealed an enigmatic smile. A man wearing a bamboo hat flew in from outside and respectfully knelt on one knee. "Young master, the shop received the Dragoncry Sword today!"

Qingyi was angry, she did not expect that the arrogant young man would actually use such a treasured sword. Could it be that the treasured sword that everyone in the martial arts world coveted was worthless in his eyes? He couldn't even take a single blow from her. In his heart, he clearly hated a certain someone, wanted to tear his skin off, and even wanted to drink his blood, but he himself clearly knew the disparity in strength, and only knew that you were the one to be beaten up. In front of him, you even had to lower your head and kneel before him.

The man in white was pleasantly surprised. There were too many surprises for him today. Who was that woman? He did not know why, but this was the first time that the usually cold and arrogant him got interested in someone, and it was even a little girl. That little girl kept appearing in front of him, and that arrogant look of hers, he really wanted to know what kind of woman would have that kind of queen-like aura, and that strange and profound martial arts she had. How could a child who looked to be only eight or nine years old have such courage and boldness? There were too many things he was confused about. Unknowingly, his lips curled up into a beautiful curve. Even he didn't know …

When the man in green and the bamboo hat saw that their young master didn't speak, they didn't dare to disturb him. They stealthily glanced at their young master, and a trace of a smile unexpectedly appeared on his warm jade-like face.

He had endured for so many years just for the sake of planning things out in his heart, and the elegance and modesty in front of others was just to avoid unnecessary battles. He was waiting, waiting for his strength to grow, and at the same time, he was also waiting for an opportunity …

"Leave your sword here, you can leave now."

"Yes." The bamboo hat man leaped lightly and flew out of the window.