Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 647 Animal World 23 (Female 1V3) Four in One
Jiang Wan frowned, and took a breath of cold air hissingly.

pain.

It hurts like hell.

She even felt that her spine was about to be broken by that flood whip, and she wanted to spit out all the broken bones from her mouth.

This whip, this whip, she had already dodged
Nightmare Mountain is quiet.

Only her dress was fluttering and dancing in the wind.

Those tens of thousands of Nanmao people.

Those high-ranking officials and dignitaries, farmers and common people were silent at this moment.

They were here to join in the fun, giggling and laughing, watching this competition is no different from watching the monkey

But why just look at it, my eyes are red and my nose is sore
She also looks immature, just like a monster that has just grown up, she is still a child!
"Daddy, why does sister in red want to protect that little bird and beast?"

"This"

"My lord, is that sister in red the Princess Jiahe?"

"That's my Prince Nanyan!"

"The red dress on my sister is really beautiful. Why isn't it sold in the cloth shop? My daughter also wants to buy it to make a dress."

"The cloth shop can't make clothes of that color."

"Why?"

"The cloth was stained red with blood."

"When Hong'er grows up, she will be like the elder sister of the prince, risking her life to protect my people in Nanyan."

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"Yan'er, Yan'er—" the woman cried out in the wind.The speaker was Nan Yan Hussar General Chang Yan.

Chang Yan also didn't care that this was a competition for Ling Shan Ling, so he flew onto the stage.Seeing that his little boy was not injured at all, and his thin body was being tightly supported by the girl behind him, he was so grateful that he couldn't express it.

If it wasn't for the crown prince, her only son would have died here today.

The one who did it was Princess Jiahe, who was also Wen Xiang's person. How could she have the guts to reason. Princess Jiahe was cruel, and she might ransack their general's house just for an unwarranted crime.

The woman did not flick her tears, she rubbed her eye sockets with long tiredness, and knelt down in front of the girl in the red dress with a "plop".

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Crown Prince, for saving your child's life."

Three head-on sounds in a row, sonorous and powerful.

Jiang Wan nodded slightly, then lowered her head sideways, patted the child in her arms, and said in a low voice, "Go find your mother."

Chang Yan saw bloody handprints on his shoulder that was patted by the girl behind him, he looked at her worriedly for several times, and then carefully crawled out of that gentle embrace.

Chang Yan didn't go to find his mother first, but raised his robe with his little hand, and bowed to the girl.

"Chang Yan thanked His Royal Highness for saving his life. There is no way to repay your kindness. When Your Highness wins this competition, when Chang Yan arrives to leave the cabinet, he will ask his mother to enter the palace and accompany the holy driver."

He is small in appearance, but he speaks in a way.

Long tired of embarrassing, pulled the child to stop the startling little mouth.

Jiang Wan was so teased by him that she forgot the pain, she pulled her lips into a smile, and couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, so she coughed up.

Chang Yan was startled, and just as she was about to step forward to check, a pair of black ink boots stepped in front of her.

Chang Yan raised his head, his eyebrows bulging.

"I've seen Wen Xiang—"

Wen Ziqi looked down at her, with neither expression nor anger, "This is the Nightmare Mountain Order, not an ordinary competition in your martial arts field."

The implication is to warn Chang Yan not to meddle in too many things.

It is true to worry about the prince's injury, and it is also true to be afraid of Wen Xiang.

After deliberating over and over again, Chang Yan picked up the child, "I'm waiting for Your Highness to return in triumph!"

Wen Ziqi turned around after Changan left.

He stands, she kneels.

Narrow eyes swept over the delicate bones of the thin back.Seeing the whip penetrating deep into the flesh, Wen Ziqi's eyelashes trembled a few times, and the hands behind his back slowly clenched into fists.

He knows how delicate the little girl is.

During the few days when she lived in his dormitory, she either felt that the bedding was rough and painful, or that the food was bland and unappetizing.

He who usually yells and yells, how could he become mute after being whipped.

"But you still want to continue?" He asked her, "You are seriously injured, if you fight again, the truth will have to clean up your bones."

Jiang Wan lowered her head and slowly wiped off the blood on the corners of her lips with the back of her hand.

Seeing that she didn't deserve him, Wen Ziqi frowned, and his tone was much slower than before, "If you agree to give up this contest and the throne, the truth will not only save your life, but also keep you safe for the rest of your life, okay?"

"A worry-free life?" Jiang Wan raised her head, her blood-soaked lips were glaring and glaring, flirtatious, "Is it a worry-free life, or is it just living in mediocrity?"

"Miss Wen." She called him.

Unlike the "Brother Ziqi" of the past, this name made Wen Ziqi feel indifferent, and made him even more confused.

The girl raised her head and smiled brighter than the sun.

Wen Ziqi's heart fluttered like a numb "thud thud" beat a few times, and the speed became faster and faster.
He watched her force her small hands, grinned her teeth and stood up enduring the pain.

The flood whip was still deeply embedded in her flesh and blood.

The whip was full of barbs, she struggled to move it, and the barbs buried an inch deep into the flesh and blood.

It hurts like skinning and bone removal.

Jiang Wan thought, maybe the power of the Transformation Pill is nothing more than that.
The dress that was stained crimson by the blood might not be able to dilute the blood anymore, and bead-sized blood beads flowed down the girl's skirt.

She moved slowly, but finally stood still.

Wen Ziqi twitched his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

The moment he opened his lips, the girl suddenly raised her arms, her palms turned backwards, and tightly clenched the whip that was buried in her back.

On the test field, blood was everywhere.

In the competition arena, all the people were silent.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the river, the cries of the birds, and the cries of the beasts are all inferior to her smiling face, which is so loud.

"I, Nanyan Jiang, would rather die in battle than surrender! Fight—"

Even though it fell with a sound, there was also the blood-stained whip.

Wen Ziqi lowered his eyebrows.

The flood whip fell next to his boots.

The sticky blood covered the barbs, and even more so, the flesh and blood brought out by the barbs.

There is a good saying, "I would rather die in battle than surrender." If the Wen family had such determination back then, how could they have lost their throne and fallen into a situation beyond redemption?
With Jiang Wan's words, Wanmin's fighting spirit seemed to be burned instantly.They looked at the "Red Clothes" on the stage, their eyes were hot and bright, and their breathing became a lot rougher.

In the crowd, someone shouted, "Prince!"

Someone echoed, "Prince, prince!"

All the people shouted in unison, and the voice shook the world, "Prince, female lord! Prince, female lord——"

Wen Ziqi's fingers tucked under his robe were clenched even tighter, trying to crush the jade fingers into powder.

If she insists on being "good", then he will do as she wishes.He wants to see how strong this little rabbit can be.

Wen Ziqi, "Regroup."

The drums of war are rumbling again.

With a gloomy face, Wen Ziqi flew down from the stage.

Jiang Jiahe was also shocked by the scene of Jiang Wan saving someone just now.No matter what she could have imagined, this Jiang Wan had already dodged her own whip, so why was she so stupid to rush forward and take it hard for a brat.

It's just a child of a courtier's family, she will kill it if she kills it, just to vent her anger.But now, seeing everyone shouting the word "Prince", Jiang Jiahe felt aggrieved.

She withdrew her whip and sneered, "His Royal Highness has a good plan. It turns out that saving people is a small thing, but winning people's hearts is the real thing! But how can a little hussar general be compared with Wen Xiang?"

"Jiang Jiahe." Jiang Wan diverted the words, looked at her with a smile and said, "Next, you should be careful. This palace will never let you be the emperor of Nanyan."

She staggered and distanced herself from Jiang Jiahe.

What to let?

Jiang Jiahe waved his whip lightly, raised his voice and mocked at the somewhat swaying figure, "You are a crippled beast with only half life left, how can you dare to talk to this princess like this? You are a desperate beast, This princess sees that you are courting death—”

The blood-stained flood whip waved out again.

That whip made Wan Min's heart feel like a hanging pot, and his hands were tightly twisted together.

Jing Zhao has turned into a demon body, ready to go.

As long as Jiang Wan takes another whip, no matter what, he will rush forward and take her away.Even if you can't escape Wen Ziqi's palm, you still have to give it a try.
The moment the whip was swung, Snow Wolf's head shook and his limbs rubbed restlessly.

"Don't act rashly." Hua Wu came to his side at some point, stretched out her hand and pressed him down.

"Act rashly? Your Highness is about to lose her life. If I don't act rashly again, am I going to watch her die under the whip of that vicious woman?"

"She won't die." Hua Wu said calmly.

Jing Zhao looked at him and asked silently.

Wen Ziqi would not watch her die.

If he wanted to watch her die, then Wen Ziqi wouldn't have rushed to the stage just now.

When the child was talking to the little rabbit, Wen Ziqi saw that Princess Jiahe wanted to take the opportunity to lash out at the little rabbit before going on stage.

Wen Ziqi he
There are some things that Hua Wu can understand by himself, there is no need to elaborate too much with an enemy prince.

"If you rush to the stage now, you will only spoil her affairs, and finally make the whip she just suffered in vain."

"What do you mean?" Jing Zhao hesitated.

"You look good."

On the field.

Jiang Jiahe waved his whip wildly, and Jiang Wan turned into a demon again.The rabbit, which should have been as white as snow, was covered in blood, with wounds all over its body.

The most shocking thing was the wide and deep whip wound on his back.

Her dodging was not as swift and dexterous as before, and her movements were somewhat injured and clumsy, barely dodging those ultimate moves.

"Jiang Wan! Are you a dead rabbit who can only run and jump?" Jiang Jiahe was exhausted from chasing after him, and he was a little out of breath, "When the competition is over, this princess will cut off your four feet, cut off your head, and pull out your bones." And hang it on the city gate to expose it to the public!"

The scurrying blood rabbit stopped suddenly, raised its rose eyes and stared at Jiang Jiahe with a half-smile.

"You..." Jiang Jiahe didn't feel relieved.

Why didn't this dead rabbit run away?
"My hall is tired." Jiang Wan transformed into a human form, and made a gesture with both hands in front of her chest, "My hall is not interested in playing with the princess anymore."

What does this mean?
When Jiang Jiahe was in a daze, he heard the girl in the red dress clang and say, "Monster Killing Formation, get up—"

Execution. Demon Execution Formation?
The sky was dark, and the wind and rain hovered above Jiang Jiahe's head.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she was standing in the middle of the competition field at some point.And under her feet, it looked like a spell drawn with blood.

She had heard of this spell when her mother was alive. The Southern Nightmare royal family has always passed down the demon-slaying formation that makes all beasts afraid.

This formation can only be learned by the queen of the royal family and the crown prince.

But she only listened to what her mother said, and never let it go.She has never liked to delve into cultivation techniques, but she just felt that the dead rabbit running all over the field disturbed her, but she forgot to pay attention to her feet.
The blood on the ground was churning, and in the turbulent wind, the blood condensed into a spell that brightened and rose, enveloping Princess Jiahe who was holding the whip.

The demon-killing array can kill all demons.But it is also a way to kill one thousand enemies and damage eight hundred.

It's true that Jiang Wan can't beat Jiang Jiahe, that's why she provoked her during the competition, making her angry and murderous towards herself.

To use the Demon Killing Formation, it would require countless blood from her.But Jiang Wan also understands that she is weak, and if she can save a drop of blood, it counts as a drop, and she only suffers minor injuries, so the blood will flow less, and it will be enough to activate the monster killing array.

She just didn't expect that no matter how cautious she was, she would kill "Cheng Yaojin" halfway and she would have to bleed more.But that's fine, Jiang Jiahe is even more red-eyed, and doesn't have the heart to control the enchantment under his feet.

"Jiang Wan! Don't you think that with your cultivation, you can use this small barrier to trap this princess?" Jiang Jiahe tried to rush out of the barrier, "Ah—"

When her skin touched those red lights, it was as if it had touched a scorching fire, and it was instantly charred black.

Jiang Jiahe lay on the ground with arms folded in pain, but the barrier was like a cage, covering her from all directions.

There is also blood on the ground, there is blood, and the red light is everywhere.

The pink skirt and embroidered shoes were all burnt black, and half of the cheek that was stuck to the ground was completely ruined.

"My face, this princess's face—" Jiang Jiahe touched the scorched flesh on his face with a hand as black as dead wood. As soon as he touched it, the flesh was like flakes, cracked and shattered, leaving only white bones.

"Let me out! This princess admits defeat, this princess won't fight anymore—" Jiang Jiahe's voice of pain exploded from within the barrier.

The red-clothed girl's face remained unmoved, she just looked at Princess Jiahe who looked neither human nor ghost.

"If the princess says no to fight, then she won't fight, if she says she will admit defeat, then she will admit defeat." Jiang Wan, "But what about the maids and eunuchs you killed? When they begged you for mercy, when they knelt down to you, you were half merciful." , can you have half of the gentleness of my Jiang family?"

"Jiang Jiahe! I, the Nanyan Jiang Sect, have never been weak, never yielded, and have never been tyrannical and fatuous, and have never harmed the people!"

"If you are charitable, you can treat Nan Yan well. This hall will never fight for the throne. This hall may be a crippled demon who has not even succeeded in transforming into a form, but this hall is not crippled, and its brain is not dizzy. The demon blood in its bones is red. Hot, hotter!"

"My princess admits defeat, I don't want this throne anymore! I beg you, Jiang Wan, please spare my life." Jiang Jiahe was suffering from the demon-killing enchantment, and shouted heartbreakingly, "It's Wen Xiang, It was Wen Xiang who said that he would assist the princess to become the queen, and this throne is not my only wish!"

"Did Prime Minister Wen hear that? So how should the outcome be calculated now?"

"Naturally, His Highness has won!"

"Listen, all peoples—"

"My Nanyan Crown Prince, Jiang Wan, swears an oath in front of Nightmare Mountain today! As the crown prince ascends the throne, if there are loyal ministers to advise, listen to it! If there is an enemy country coming, fight it! If there is a treacherous country, kill it!"

"If the enemy country invades one inch of our territory, I will return two inches; if the enemy country kills one of our people, I will kill a hundred of them. As long as our temple is alive, although our Nanyan flag will not be planted all over thousands of rivers and mountains, as long as it is planted on our Nanyan land , and will never drop by a single cent.”

"Mountains will never fall, rivers will never stop, trees will never wither, and flowers will never die. I swear by the 'Jiang' family, if this hall lives for a day, the mountains and rivers of Nanmao will have no worries, and all people will share the prosperity—"

　I love Miss Wan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)