The villain apprentice is very arrogant

Chapter 110, Qi Luo City
Qianbairou suddenly laughed out loud, tsk tsk and shook his head, and plunged the short knife into the table.

"Oh, you really deserve your name as His Royal Highness Chiyanyu. You are really a perfect match with Yang Fengdan! After all, she is his own daughter, and he is willing to send it to me? How about a small piece of meat? Pooh !"

Yang She looked over with grim eyes, and said with a sinister smile: "If you don't eat it, you can share it with your subordinates. This small piece of meat is worth 50 years of cultivation."

"Yang She, do you think everyone is as stupid as your father and son?" Qian Bairou obviously refused to accept this trick.

"So, the Lord of Qianyu is unwilling to accept our peace proposal?"

After a while, Qianbairou's eyes were dim, "People, stay here. You can get out."

"Hahahahaha... The Lord of the Thousand Territories is really bold. Okay, I will leave this for you. I hope you will not go back on your promises. It will not be good for anyone at that time."

After Yang She finished speaking, he stood up with one hand on the ground.Glancing at Yang Luo who was still sitting blankly, he snorted coldly: "Let's go."

Just like that, he swaggered away with the magic soldiers behind him.

Only the two of them were left in the tent, Qian Bairou drew his knife and walked over.

Half-squatting down, raised Yang Luo's chin with a knife.

"Tsk tsk, you are such a poor man."

The corner of Yang Luo's mouth twitched into a smile without warning, Qian Bairou was taken aback, and before she could react, she grabbed the knife with her bare hands.

The joints were white, and blood slowly flowed out between the fingers.

"Who told you that I'm pitiful?" Yang Luo tilted her head slightly, the corner of her mouth was still smiling, and she stared straight at her, as if she couldn't feel the pain.

Qianbairou sneered, and pulled out the knife abruptly, spattering a streak of flying blood.

"Don't tell me this. You have been given to me by your father and brother. To put it nicely, you are called a military prisoner. To put it bluntly, it is just a bargaining chip to survive. Don't be hard on me, otherwise You won't survive tonight."

Yang Luo's eyes were filled with dead silence, "You don't need tonight, you can kill me right now."

"What? Hahahahahaha, you are thinking too well. Impossible, no matter what, I have to cut two pieces of meat for my soldiers and generals to enjoy."

These words successfully made the corners of Yang Luo's mouth drop, and he did not speak.

Qian Bairou stood up in satisfaction and looked down at her, "That's right, you'd better be good and obedient. I can give you a good time then."

"Okay, come here!"

Walking into two demon soldiers, they clasped their fists together and said, "The domain master."

"Take our Highness the Third Princess to bandage it up, and then throw it into a prisoner-of-war camp. Watch out, Her Highness the Third Princess is thin and tender, so don't let anyone hurt you." Qian Bairou's eyes were full of strange light.

"Yes!"

The demon soldiers stepped forward, and raised Yang Luo in a non-gentle manner, half pulling and half dragging him away.

……

All this was thoroughly heard by Lan Qing from afar.

She has to save her.

Leaving aside the fact that she helped herself when she was in the Fiery Domain, Yang Luo seems to...know something from the current situation.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a joke from behind: "Ah, are you leaving now? Don't you want to listen for a while?"

Lan Qing turned her head and found that Hua Qing was sitting on a branch not far away, her legs crossed, her arms folded, and a pair of red eyes sized her up.

"Master Hua Qing." Lan Qing said lightly.

"I thought something was wrong with you for a long time. Why, you were sent by Chiyanyu?" Hua Qing said, jumped down from the tree, and walked slowly to Lan Qing's side.

"No."

"No? That can only be sent by Jin Huayu?" The smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and his peach blossom eyes were full of danger.

Lan Qing changed her mind, and continued to follow him: "I am a member of the Temple of Destroying Worlds."

Hua Qing laughed out loud, "I said, you have to make preparations in advance, whether you want to plant the blame or put the blame on. The Mieshi Temple? Is there such a place in our demon world? Don't think that you can excuse your Jinhua domain by just talking about it. "

Lan Qing said softly: "In that case..." As she spoke, she looked sideways at her surroundings.

"Oh? What do you want, do it..." Before she finished speaking, she dodged behind her and knocked her out with a knife in her hand.

The moment Hua Qing was about to fall to the ground, Lan Qing grabbed his clothes, a flash of white light flashed, and the two disappeared in place.

-

Chi Luo City.

After two or three months, the group finally arrived here.

Sheng Yang and Yue Qi took them to find an inn to settle down.

Originally, he wanted Yue Qi to stay at the inn with Jing Ci first, and Sheng Yang led Bai Lang and Rong Zhen to inquire first.

In the end, I accidentally learned that there happened to be a festival in Qiluo City today. At noon, the wife of the city lord would come out with Wen Yun to sprinkle flowers on the long street to pray for blessings.

In this way, it also saves them a lot of trouble.

Sitting in the house, Bailang looked at the little man meditating on the bed with his head propped up, and sighed leisurely: "Tuantuan, did you find out, did Xiaocici get stimulated by something? I have been practicing in my free time for the past two months. Wasting a minute and a second. I learned a few words with great difficulty, and now I can't hear them again."

Rong Zhen naturally noticed it, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, smacking his lips.

Hun didn't care and said: "It's a good thing to practice, what's the matter with it. He listens all the time, and when he grows up, he can talk about everything."

Sheng Yang and Yue Qi leaned against the window, as if they had never heard of the names between them.

At the beginning, I was really puzzled, why didn't this master's disciple call him Shizun, but instead called Rong Tuantuan?
Later, I explained it roughly, but they didn't understand it even if it was vague.

He simply gave up and struggled, anyway, their master also called him by his first name, probably all the disciples under the master's sect were like this.

But what made them most curious was Jing Ci.

He's obviously not that old, and his talent isn't bad, but that spiritual power...why is it black?

Such a rich black can only be the magic breath.

But there was no trace of magic breath left on his body, on the contrary, he could feel the surging spiritual power running on him.

Seeing that Bai Lang and Rong Zhen were not surprised, they only thought that they were ignorant.

Bailang stood up and stretched.Walking up to Jing Ci in three steps, he nodded his nose teasingly.

no response.

"Hey, Xiao Cici, take a rest, you see you have been sitting for a long time. Brother Lang will take you out to eat delicious food, okay?"

Jing Ji frowned slightly, his face was tense, and he ignored it.

"Don't you want to eat? Brother Lang will take you out to play? When we first came here, I saw that there were dough kneaders on the street."

Jing Ci still didn't move.

Seeing this, Bailang glanced at the two people who were leaning against the window looking out, seeing that they didn't pay attention to this side, so he sneaked up to his ear and said:

"Let's pinch Lan Qing, shall we?"

These words successfully opened Jing Ci's eyes.

however……

"No."

(End of this chapter)