Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 102
The gust of wind whipped the shower like countless whips, slamming the ground fiercely, splashing rain and water, making it confusing.

Ren Pingsheng twisted his waist and swung his saber, slashing at the Chi Yao who was attacking from the side.

Only a miserable scream was heard.

Feathers fluttered, blood splattered, washed away by the torrential rain, mixed with dirty muddy water, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

In the pitch-black environment, the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, mixed with the roars of various monster races, made people tremble in their hearts.

now.

Ren Pingsheng's vision was obscured by the rain, and his eyes were gray. He could only rely on his hearing to judge where his knife should be cut.

Fortunately.

He was not the only one affected by the heavy rain, but also all kinds of monster races.

After the bonfire was extinguished, in the pitch black night, the sight, hearing, and smell of these monster races were far more than capable in their entire lives, and they should have had the upper hand.

And this downpour brought them to the same level as Ren Pingsheng.

"Ow!"

Howling wolves sounded in my ears.

Relying on the instinct of a warrior, Ren Pingsheng soared into the air and slashed out with a knife.

puff!
Warm blood splashed on his face.

The wolf demon wailed and hit the ground heavily.

Right now.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and a shining arc ran all the way down from the clouds, instantly illuminating the night sky and the ground.

Holding a broken knife in his hand, Ren Pingsheng stood straight on the spot, his clothes and hair were wet from the rain, clinging to his body.

The corpses of more than a dozen monsters lay quietly at his feet. The heavy rain washed away, and the blood continued to ooze out and soak into the soil, dyeing the muddy ground under his feet red.

In front of the mysterious mirror.

The pouring rain hit the high platform.

The position four or five feet away from the ground automatically bounced away, converging into streams of water, flowing down from the edge.

Obviously, this high platform is a magic weapon, which can isolate the space within a certain range from the influence of heavy rain.

now.

On the high platform, nobles including King Jin and Liu Yunmeng stared at Xuanji Mirror without blinking.

Even though it was pitch black there, I couldn't see anything clearly.

Rumble!
Lightning pierced the sky, instantly illuminating the Xuanji mirror and the picture in the mirror.

"The Prince of Zhenbei is still alive!"

Everyone looked at the proudly standing body, all with excitement on their faces.

Liu Yunmeng's tears ran across her delicate face, she clenched her fists tightly, and silently prayed in her heart: "You must survive!"

The edge of the hunting ground.

The aura of the two princes was released, forming a small protective cover, covering the warriors in it, and protecting them from the torrential rain.

"How long will it take?" Ding Guogong looked at Mu Jian who was breaking through the formation, and shouted.

"Half an hour."

In the rainstorm, Mu Jian's voice seemed a little ethereal.

now.

Duke Ding had already learned about the situation in the hunting ground, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn it! When you break the formation, the people inside will drown too!"

The mouth of the conversation seemed to be flooded by a torrential rain.

aside.

An Guogong was even more anxious than Ding Guogong, and shouted loudly: "Can you hurry up!"

"It will take half an hour for Master to be here."

Mu Jian repeated his previous answer.

Ding Guogong and the others felt anxious when they heard this, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time.

Mu Jian's clear voice sounded again.

"This formation only blocks the physical body, not the soul. If you are really anxious, you can leave your soul and enter the formation."

Can Yuanshen enter the battle?

The eyes of An Guogong and Ding Guogong brightened, and quickly dimmed again.

They are martial arts masters, and they never practice the skills related to the primordial spirit. Even if the primordial spirit goes out of the body and enters the formation, it is meaningless.

If there are Taoist disciples here, maybe they can enter the hunting ground, possess the corpse of the monster clan, and help that kid Ren Pingsheng share some pressure.

Rumble!
The two national justices were thinking wildly, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed above their heads, illuminating the sky and the earth.

"Guo, Duke. I seem to see a woman."

Someone seemed to have discovered something, with a frightened expression and a slightly trembling voice.

Duke Ding said angrily, "It's raining heavily in the wilderness, where are the women?"

The voice just fell.

An Guogong's voice came from the side: "But Princess Yunhe is here?"

"It's just bullshit!"

Duke Ding frowned, and roared angrily: "It's raining so hard, she can't hide well, what is she running here for, if something happens, how can I explain to the Holy Majesty?"

The man hurriedly said: "It's not Your Highness Yunhe, that woman is taller, dressed in white, with disheveled hair, she looks like a woman."

After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Like a female ghost in the mountains!"

Rumble!
The roaring thunder sounded like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

The female ghost in the mountain?

Could it be that some high-level ghosts and monsters took the opportunity to make trouble?
Thinking of this, the two princes couldn't help but frowned, and reminded loudly: "There is less than half an hour left, cheer up, get ready, and kill demons!"

The violent wind and rain continued to beat against the shield formed by the aura, making a crackling sound.

Including the two princes, everyone's eyes were much sharper, and they silently clenched their weapons.

in the array.

The branches were blown by the wind and rattled.

When the rain fell, a layer of white mist was splashed, like a misty white gauze.

Ren Pingsheng held the broken knife in his hand, and let the strong wind and rain beat his face, as if he was tireless, he raised the knife and dropped it with his hand, and raised the knife with his hand.

The tattered clothes on his body were completely stained red by blood.

The shoulder, which was a little sore at first, has become numb.

The original clear consciousness gradually became confused, and the chopping knife was completely out of instinct, or from 20 years of honing martial arts.

Bang!
Slash with a broken knife.

Another monster was decapitated and smashed on the muddy ground.

this moment.

Ren Pingsheng felt that he had reached the limit, his spiritual energy was exhausted, like a dry pond, his eyes were black, his mind was blank, as if he would lose consciousness in the next second and fall to the ground.

Rumble!
Rumbling thunder exploded in the distance.

Much less rain.

An unprecedented sense of fatigue surged from his heart, spreading rapidly from the heart to the limbs.

"Maybe that's the limit."

Ren Pingsheng's hand holding the long knife kept trembling, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a wry smile.

The moment before the confusion.

All kinds of pictures played back in his mind like watching the lights on horseback.

The figures of parents.

Sister-in-law's smile.

Xiao Xiaoxia's coquettish anger.

And Chang An's veiled face.

"I still haven't seen her face in the end."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, exhausted the last bit of strength, held the broken knife, and slashed to the side of the monster clan who was rushing towards him.

Even if there is only a little spiritual energy left, he will bring a monster to be buried with him!
puff!
The broken knife cut off the monster's head.

Blood gushed out like a spring.

The last trace of strength was exhausted.

The right arm hangs down feebly.

Blood oozes from the wound, flows down the arm onto the broken knife, and seeps into the broken knife's blade.

next second.

The blade seemed to be instilled with some kind of energy, and a faint red light appeared.

at the same time.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt that something had been injected into his body, and the warm feeling poured into his lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout his body.

Like a pond that has been drained, a new spring springs up.

"Roar!"

The roar of the Yaozu rang in the ears.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes suddenly, and slashed out with the instinct honed over the years.

The loud dragon chant sounded again.

The saber light flashed and turned into a red streamer like a dragon, rushing towards the monster clan.

Obviously there is still half a step away.

The broken knife actually slashed at Yaozu's body.

There was only a terribly mournful howl.

A deep scar appeared on the chest of the monster, and blood gushed out, mixed with rainwater and flowed to the ground.

"Is this. Saber Qi?"

Ren Pingsheng's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized.

I may have broken through the eighth rank!
The rain is fading.

The monster clan finally could see Ren Pingsheng's figure and movements clearly, and rushed forward recklessly.

"It's time to break through! Can pull a few more backs!"

The corner of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched, he clenched the broken knife tightly, and slashed again.

It's the hand raising the knife and falling, the hand raising the knife and falling.

different from before.

Now, what he slashes out is the saber energy that has condensed into substance.

Time passed minute by minute.

There are more and more monster corpses on the ground, and they have piled up into a small hill.

Standing on it, Ren Pingsheng felt extremely tired again, and his eyes turned black.

"It's no good, this time there is really not a single drop of spiritual energy."

Ren Pingsheng slashed the knife for the last time, his spiritual energy was exhausted, and he could hardly even lift the knife.

at the same time.

The torrential rain gradually subsided, and the heavy mist gradually dissipated.

There are more than a hundred monsters left.

They looked at Ren Pingsheng standing on the pile of corpses, with deep fear in their eyes, and they didn't dare to go forward for a while.

at this time.

A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded.

"Back...down..."

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes and saw the bat-like humanoid creature crawling up from the ground and walking towards him slowly.

"It's really not a thing to hide behind when fighting in a group, and come out to grab the head when you see residual blood."

Ren Pingsheng cursed in his heart, gritted his teeth and wanted to lift the long knife, but found that he couldn't lift the strength at all.

Ok.

With my current state, the remaining blood is not considered as blood, it should be regarded as a trace of blood.

Ren Pingsheng was not without desperate self-mockery, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with the remaining strength, he spat at the ferocious monster that had come to him.

There was no saliva in the mouth, only bright red blood.

"Roar!"

Seeing this scene, the monster beast knew that he was exhausted, and roared excitedly.

"I can't hold it anymore."

Ren Pingsheng couldn't bear it any longer when he heard the roar in his ears, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

just.

The second before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a distressed emotion in the monster's scarlet eyes?

"Roar!"

"Ow!"

Seeing this scene, the monsters showed ecstasy on their faces.

Ren Ping is dead!
They have completed Master Tu Shan's task, and they will die without regret!
"My lord! Tear off his head! Kill him completely!"

A deer demon looked at the monster and opened his mouth to remind him.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The rest of the Yaozu yelled.

The monster turned to look at them, with a deep chill in its scarlet eyes.

The monsters fell silent for a moment.

They didn't understand why Lord Blood Wing looked at them with such murderous eyes.

"grown ups."

The deer demon moved his mouth, wanting to say something.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard Master Blood Wing's ear-piercing scream.

Before the monsters realized what happened, they saw a bloody figure flash past, followed by a sharp pain in the neck, their consciousness gradually became blurred, and they fell to the ground.

Just a stick of incense time.

Twenty or thirty of the hundreds of monsters were killed.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the rest of the Yaozu turned around and ran away without the slightest hesitation.

Lord Blood Wing is the pinnacle of the fourth rank. Although he was seriously injured, he has recovered a little from the blood of the fourth rank monk just now... They are definitely not opponents!

Seeing the monsters fleeing in all directions, the monster did not pursue it, but stayed by Ren Pingsheng's side, silently guarding him.

The scarlet eyes were full of distress.

After a few seconds.

After all, she couldn't restrain the churning emotions in her heart, and stretched out her blood-red wings, trying to protect Ren Pingsheng from wind and rain.

Just now.

An angry shout came from behind.

"Blood Wing! Die!"

boom!
The spiritual energy in the surrounding air condensed like a volcanic eruption, and turned into a saber, which went straight to her neck, and fell with a heavy force.

Bang!
The monster's ferocious head split open suddenly, and the yellow and white matter fell on the gushing blood, emitting a pungent stench.

The huge body shook slightly twice, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"?"

not far away.

Ding Guogong was a little confused when he saw this scene.

"So vulnerable? It shouldn't be."

Years ago.

He had fought this bat demon named Blood Wing before, so he had a fairly good understanding of his strength.

Even if he was seriously injured in the previous battle with the demon locker, he shouldn't have the slightest ability to fight back.

Maybe it's because I've become stronger again?
Ding Guogong thought wildly for a while, suppressed the doubts in his heart, his figure turned into a streamer, and appeared beside Ren Pingsheng in the blink of an eye.

Crouching down, stretching out his hand to test his breath.

"Alive!"

Duke Dingguo was overjoyed and shouted out, but the last word had not yet been spoken.

An Guogong had already appeared on the other side, holding a elixir in his hand, with a serious face, he carefully stuffed it into his mouth.

"Returning Soul Pill?"

Seeing this scene, Ding Guogong showed a little surprise in his eyes, and said: "I didn't expect, you are so generous."

Returning Soul Pill can maintain life and stabilize Yuanshen.

Theoretically speaking, no matter how serious the injury is, after taking the Soul Returning Pill, there will be no danger of life in a short period of time.

Such a pill is hard to find even in the capital.

An Guogong squinted at him, and said calmly, "This is my grandson."

Duke Ding sneered: "Grandson who didn't even let in the house?"

An Guogong was silent for a moment, and after a while he said: "Old man, I don't bother to argue with you."

at this time.

Duke Ding suddenly thought of something, and with a strange expression on his face, he asked curiously, "Where did your little one go?"

It refers to the youngest son of An Guogong, that is, the eldest son of An Guogong, Bai Ping.

Hearing this question, Duke An was slightly taken aback.

For a couple of hours, he was so focused on Ren Pingsheng that he almost forgot that he had a son in the hunting ground.

"Don't mind him."

An Guogong had a calm expression on his face, and he was very assured of his son's strength.

"I'm not worried about him."

Dingguo Gong showed a smile on his face eroded by the years, and raised his eyebrows: "I just want to know why the son of An Guogong, who holds the sun, the moon, and picks the stars, and who has no one like me in the world, didn't show up to turn the tide."

Hear this poem.

The corners of Duke An's eyes twitched, he ignored it and chose to remain silent.

Hunting Center.

Bai Ping stood where he was, closed his eyes and fell asleep, waiting quietly.

The raindrops fell, as if they had eyes, and automatically avoided the small area where he was.

Dressed in a moon-white gown fluttering slightly in the wind, it was spotless, with a handsome face, exquisite facial features, and an air of dust, like a banished immortal.

"Why has it been so long, no monster race has come here yet."

Time passed, and the rainstorm gradually subsided.

Baiping finally couldn't bear it anymore and slowly opened his eyes.

He originally thought that since he was hiding his aura, and he was in the center of the hunting ground, there must be monsters with no eyesight coming forward to attack him.

Unexpectedly, from dawn to dusk, from cloudy day to rainy day, until now, when the rainstorm subsided, not a single monster came to the door.

That's all.

However, there was silence in the forest, as if there was no other living thing except himself.

"Does it have to be forced to take the initiative to hunt and kill the demon clan like those ordinary people?"

Thinking of this, Bai Ping frowned slightly, getting into a tangle.

Taking the initiative to attack and hunt down the demon clan, the level of compulsion is too low, even if you win the first place, it will give people a sense of being bullied.

That's it.

Wait another half day.

The white screen made a decision and continued to wait.

Just now.

Not far away suddenly came the movement of Xingxisuosuo.

"Something is coming!"

Bai Ping's eyes lit up, and he followed the trend.

The movement is getting closer.

Like a group of wild animals running wild.

Finally waited!
Bai Ping's eyes were full of excitement, but his expression didn't change, Feng Qingyun said three words lightly: "Good job!"

Between words and deeds, it shows the true qualities of a strong man, full of compulsion!

The footsteps were getting closer.

After a few seconds.

A huge deer demon sprang out from the bushes.

Hearing the sound of the white screen, it was instantly stunned.

He stopped at the spot and looked blankly at this spotless young human in a robe.

"There are still humans in the forest?"

For a moment, the deer demon was in a trance.

Bai Ping looked at the blood-covered deer demon and became more and more excited, the aura in his body was already hungry and thirsty.

even so.

He still restrained himself from making a move, but said calmly: "You already have a way to die."

"."

The deer demon was in a daze for a few seconds, and cursed angrily: "Stupid!"

After cursing, turn around and run away.

"..."

A hint of anger appeared in Bai Ping's eyes, which stimulated the spiritual energy in his whole body, and disappeared in place in a flash.

in a blink.

He appeared in front of the deer demon, and said coldly: "This son's taking your head is like picking something out of a bag."

Seeing this scene, the deer demon showed horror on his face, and subconsciously wanted to ask for mercy.

After thinking about it, the mission has failed, and there are high-quality monks of the human race everywhere outside the forest, so what's the point of begging for mercy?
It was nothing more than being caught back to the Demon Locking Tower and continued to suffer.

Thinking of this.

He spat at the white screen and cursed loudly: "Noisy! Kill or cut, it's up to you, why are there so many nonsense!"

"."

Bai Ping was slightly taken aback.

The scene in front of him was completely different from what he had imagined.

Arguably.

Shouldn't this deer demon kneel down and beg for mercy?

Hearing what he said, why do you feel that you have become the villain in the script?
Dazed for a while.

He frowned slightly, said no more, and used his finger as a sword, swipe it twice in mid-air.

The aura around it quickly condensed, turned into a sharp blade, and rushed straight to the neck of the deer demon.

Bang. The deer demon's body was separated, its huge head hit the ground heavily, and it died in the blink of an eye.

Bai Ping stood where he was, looking at the corpse of the deer demon, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a while.

He seemed to have figured out something, he stopped being entangled, stimulated his spiritual energy, twisted the weeds into a rope, passed through the head of the deer demon, and looked for the next prey.

After a stick of incense.

He found a rabbit demon, raised his voice, and recited in a clear tone.

"Holding the sun and the moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

During the process of chanting, it was clearly seen that the rabbit demon showed a shocked expression.

"Sure enough. The method taught by my nephew is more useful than the one in the storybook."

Thinking of this, Bai Ping smiled, and in a good mood, he struck again and cut off the head of the rabbit demon.

For the next hour or two.

While reciting poems, he beheaded the demon clan.

It wasn't until there were twenty heads strung together with straw ropes that they stopped to rest for a while.

Looking at his masterpiece, the corner of his mouth smiled again.

"Slaying monsters like mowing grass, those people in front of the mysterious mirror should have been convinced by this son's demeanor."

Bai Ping stood where he was, and this thought came to him.

He couldn't imagine.

Among this group of people, who else can be as calm and calm as him, lifting weights like light.

Don't even think about it.

The image of the mysterious mirror must always be fixed on his body.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the blink of an eye, it was the morning of the second day.

Dawn slowly opened the curtain.

early morning.

Clear after rain.

The clear ticking of the dewdrops brushed away the remaining dreams, making the body and mind pure.

Hunted and killed dozens of monsters.

Bai Ping's heart gradually calmed down, he looked up at the sky, and said in his heart: "It's almost there."

These dozens of heads are enough for him to climb to the top and continue hunting, but it's not interesting, so it's better to leave some opportunities for others.

Thinking of this.

Bai Ping no longer hesitated, and walked towards the outside of the hunting ground.

After half an hour.

He brought these heads to the edge of the forest, stopped, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Holding the sun and the moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

The sound is clear and clear, and with the birdsong after the rain, it has a bit of ethereal atmosphere.

Bai Ping was very satisfied with this, and walked out slowly, holding the straw rope on the head.

Look up and look forward.

As expected, the scene of the demon locker and the others looking at him with shocked and admiring faces did not appear.

even
He didn't see the demon locker and the rest of the people at all. He only saw the corpses of the demon clan piled up into a small hill, the muddy ground stained red with blood, and a dozen or so Jinyi guards with bewildered faces.

"What happened?"

Bai Ping stared blankly at the scene in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

at this time.

A hundred households of Jin Yiwei walked over quickly and bowed: "I pay my respects to the prince of An Guogong."

Bai Ping looked at him, wanted to maintain Chuchen's image, struggled for a few seconds, but couldn't help asking: "What happened? Why isn't the demon locker here? Where did these demon clan corpses come from?"

"Returning to my son, the demon lock envoy unfortunately died, and the murderer was a fourth-rank demon."

Before Jin Yiwei finished speaking, Bai Ping couldn't wait to ask: "Where is that fourth-rank monster?"

Killing that fourth-rank big monster is better than hunting down any seventh-rank little monsters.

If he really killed him, he would be the first time in Xia Miao's history to kill a fourth-rank monster. Just thinking about it is exciting.

Jin Yiwei said: "It has already been punished, and it is Ding Guogong who took action."

Baiping was disappointed when he heard this.

Jin Yiwei glanced at him, and continued: "These monster corpses were all killed by the prince of Zhenbei."

"Prince of Zhenbei"

Bai Ping was taken aback for a moment, looking at the pile of corpses with a dazed look in his eyes.

So many monsters.

How could he do it with an eighth rank?

Bai Ping's first reaction was disbelief, and he looked at Jin Yiwei, wanting to ask for specific details, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Jin Yiwei showing such an expression.

"..."

He realized instantly that he had lost his composure.

After a few seconds of silence, he returned to his original calm appearance, and kept silent.

Seeing this, Jin Yiwei continued to narrate: "Something happened to Xia Miao this year, those monster races."

Next, from the fact that the monsters gathered in groups, ambush and hunted, and the crowd was defeated, it was said that the prince of Zhenbei gathered scattered soldiers and led them out of the forest.

Then, the son of the king of Zhenbei, the god, descended to earth and killed dozens of monsters with his own power.

When the strength was exhausted, he broke through to the seventh rank and continued to kill the monsters. He was dragged until the two princes arrived, and then fainted to the ground due to lack of energy.

He spoke in great detail from the beginning to the end, and even some details were not missed. For example, everyone was the only prince of Zhenbei who obeyed. Facing the siege, the prince of Zhenbei laughed wildly and frightened away the demon clan... He spoke clearly and logically, as if he was a storyteller. Gentle and engaging.

in his description.

The son of Zhenbei Prince is gentle and courteous, extremely prestigious and super powerful, like a god descending from the earth, omnipotent.

With one's own strength, turn the tide and help the building to collapse.

Bai Ping's heart was burning when he heard it, and he couldn't help but imagine the scene that Jin Yiwei said.

"If the one who did all this was the real son"

Once this idea came out, it was out of control.

Bai Ping couldn't help but replace the main character made up by his brain with himself.

Thinking of his own orders and prohibitions, he led the desperate crowd out of the hunting ground.

I resisted the attack of the fourth-rank monster, standing still and standing proudly.

Facing the siege of countless monster clans, the wind was calm, with disdain on his face, he laughed wildly up to the sky, scaring Xiaoxiao away.

One person, one blade, fighting to the death without retreating, when exhausted, broke through the fifth rank, and fought until the last moment.

The more I think, the more excited I get.

The more I think, the more excited I get.

to the end.

Bai Ping couldn't control himself anymore, his body trembled.

Seeing this scene, Jin Yiwei's hundred households were startled, and hurriedly asked: "My lord, are you alright?"

Bai Ping turned a deaf ear, staring fixedly at Jin Yiwei's hundred households, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why do you know so clearly?"

Jin Yiwei replied: "Xuanji Mirror."

Mystery Mirror.
So, everyone has seen what Prince Zhenbei has done?
Thinking of this.

Bai Ping's body trembled even more.

a time.

All kinds of emotions flooded into my heart like a tide.

envy!

envy!

hatred!
at the same time.

Near the hunting ground, in a luxurious carriage.

On a fluffy blanket.

Ren Pingsheng lay quietly.

next to.

Liu Yunmeng's eyes were red, and she gently stroked the wound on his body with her tender little hands, almost unable to breathe due to the distress.

After a while, she withdrew her jade hand, and lay gently beside him, leaning against his shoulder, murmuring vaguely: "Don't leave me alone, okay?"

At this time.

Jin Yiwei's slightly surprised voice came from outside the carriage.

"Hey, where did the fox come from?"

(End of this chapter)