MTL - Heavenly Star-Chapter 24 Hijacking the princess (below)

"Let the princess open!"

"What are you doing, who do you know?"

"Put the princess down, do you want to rebel?"

The crowd is also chaotic, and most people begin to subconsciously retreat, so as not to get into trouble. They didn't even think of seeing the legendary princess, and then watched the princess be hijacked by one person. People looked at Ye Wuchen's eyes full of pity - dare to put the knife on the princess's neck, this person completely finished playing.

On the sedan chair, Ye Wuchen took the snow in one hand, and the other arm surrounded the little princess who had been scared of tears. A sharp knife crossed her neck. The poor little princess didn't dare to move, the big watery eyes burst into tears, like the tenderness of the water, which made people feel pity. In the small mouth of the micro-opening, the tiny internal teeth bite the bloodless lips. The **** and the nose are even more shuddering. In this life, she was definitely the first time she was used to get a knife on her neck.

Under his own protection, he was held by a man with a knife, and Wu Shang’s forehead continued to overflow with cold sweat. No matter whether the princess is innocent this time, his sin of dereliction of duty can not escape, and if the princess has an accident, even if the emperor can forgive him, he will only plead guilty.

He used to scan the atmosphere for four weeks. There is absolutely no danger or a strong breath. Ye Wuchen gives him the same feeling as a normal person, so he dared to leave the princess five steps away. In a state of nervous preparedness, and then he was easily drilled by Ye Wuchen at the time of his loss, rushing into the squatting car at the fastest speed, and by the way, took away the knives of a bodyguard and placed it on the princess neck. on.

Wu Shangyin calmed his face and whispered: "Wind, you are a rare wind magician!"

What Ye Wuchen has just used is indeed the low-level magical wind technique of the wind system, which can improve its speed in a short time.

Wind magician?

The crowd once again talked a lot, and some people showed obvious envy and even embarrassment. The magician is a rare and honorable profession. Only those with special magical physique can cultivate, which can be said to be few and far between. A magician fighting a warrior of the same level is hard to distinguish, but in a group battle, the power of a magician is equal to several, dozens or even hundreds of warriors of the same level, because of powerful magic. The teacher can cultivate powerful magic with a range of terrorist attacks, and the particularity of magic can also make them play more roles in many fields, so those who can practice magic are always the talents of the country, and will be sent to the magic of all countries. The division of trade unions, life and food, worry-free.

Long Zhengyang, who has been silently hidden in the crowd, has not shown up, because at this time, if he comes out, it will make the situation difficult to clean up, and let the onlookers see the royal jokes. He believes that there is a place where Ye Wuchen will not really hurt his sister, and he can only give him a wink. And Wu Shang’s words made him stunned... Grandpa is not saying that he should be a descendant of the sword god? Did he actually be mentioned in several offerings in the palace - the magic Wu double repair! ?

The next sentence of Ye Wuchen made him almost unable to jump out.

"Your Majesty, then hit yourself three slaps." Ye Wuchen did not answer Wu Shang, but stared at him indifferently. The voice is cold and there is no joke.

Long Zhengyang's desperately eyebrows... Ye Laodi, Ye Big Brother, you are my brother! Even if you are a descendant of the sword god, you don’t have to play like this. If you fake my sister, I can barely end it. If you play really...

He did not find out that when Ye Wuchen appeared on the sedan chair, two people in the crowd looked at each other and saw the ghost look, then hurried away and rushed to the northwest. It is the land of Ye Family in Tianlong City.

In a short sentence, Wu Shang's face became more gloomy. The guards around him looked at each other with a black face. They surrounded Ye Wuchen in the middle, but they were afraid to go forward.

Wu Shang stepped forward, and the golden knife pointed out, coldly said: "Put the princess, I can let your brothers and sisters leave safely. If you dare to move the princess to a hair, you must marry your nine people!"

Ye Ningxue leaned his body in the arms of Wuchen, and his face was still full of fear, but he did not say anything, lest he should disturb his brother.

"Yes? It seems that you didn't understand what I was just saying. Then I will say it again. - Give me a kneel down, then hit me three slaps! You should be glad if you really moved to my sister." Killing the heart, I will let you break your hands! Now... give you three seconds!"

"One!"

"Hold the princess and threaten the guards. Any one is a crime of death. You can let me give you another chance now!"

"two!"

Wu Shang took another step forward, and he never believed that this person would really do it.

"three!"

Hey!

"Oh wow!!"

A slight noise, accompanied by a girl crying, the guardian knife slashed a long wound on the neck of the little princess, and the blood beads slowly poured out. The poor little princess used to be a blessing, but she didn't even snoring, let alone a knife on her neck. Under the pain, she cried tears and heartbreaking, miserable: "Uncle Wu... save me... hurry to save me... oh wow... really hurts..."

Ye Wuchen’s expression did not change at all, as if it was just a common thing. His right hand was lightly moved, and the palm of his hand was opened and covered on the wound she had just drawn. It seemed that she did not want to be seen to be hurt.

"Plop", Wu Shang fell heavily on the ground, and then slammed his own three slaps, each time is so hard, three loud slaps of light let the noisy crowd suddenly quiet down, everyone is An incredible look.

"Put the princess!" Wu Shang lowered his head, his whole body trembled, his fists clenched, his nails almost caught in the flesh.

The guards shouted and rushed to him to lift him up, one by one, and he couldn’t help Ye Wuchen. Wu Shang is their commander, but also their goal and pride, but now they are trampled on such dignity, how can they endure.

"Enough!" Long Zhengyang finally stood up, his face still can not believe the look. Is this the gentle nature of the temperament, and some silent Wu Yechen? Why is he doing things so recklessly, does he not know what he is doing? Doesn't he know that a warrior can accept failure, but he can never accept insults!

"Too... Your Royal Highness Prince!" A dozen of the guards shouted at the same time, and then hurriedly stumbled. Their trip immediately led to a series of chain reactions, and the streets suddenly fell into fear, one by one and fell to the ground. The princesses can not worship, but the princes dare not dare, because he is the emperor of the future!

Long Zhengyang waved his hand and stopped their shouts, then sighed heavily: "Let my sister."

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