Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan couldn't help but praise her greatly, and Xiao Yuan's round face flushed. At first, she was a little shy and felt that it was nothing important. Now that she was recognized by the hero, she became a little proud.

In a blink of an eye, an hour passed, and the sky gradually brightened. Jiang Fan didn't stay any longer, so he asked to meet Princess Xinyue and told Xiao Yuan about the last message he sent to Xinyue with his lips today.

Unexpectedly, Xinyue didn't tell her. But Xiao Yuan still agreed happily. In her opinion, this was the hero's intention to save the princess.

But she was still very worried about Xinyue herself, wondering if she would come out to meet a Chinese.

Jiang Fan just told her to bring a message for him, which should be effective.

After Xiao Yuan remembered it, the two agreed on some secrets and returned separately.

In the next few days, Jiang Fan didn't go out. On the one hand, he was in the grassland and he had to avoid suspicion. On the other hand, he had to raise two dirty tricks.

Originally there was only one, and he wanted to use his best technology to give these bastards some drugs. The dosage needs to be adjusted, so that no one can find it, and it needs to be able to lurk until the right time.

As for the second one, it was an idea that suddenly came to him after meeting Xiaoyuan. He tried to let Princess Xinyue provoke internal fighting among competitors. But the specific method still needs to be carefully considered.

But before he could implement it, someone came to make trouble.

Jiang Fan was led out of the tent by a commotion. As soon as he went out, he saw the arrogant Morigen waving his whip and talking nonsense.

"It is his blessing that this prince likes that woman. Your prince will not be so stingy. It's just a maid. This prince will exchange it with 100 sheep."

Jiang Fan frowned, and Lin Xiaoqi ran over and told him angrily that this guy had noticed Gu Beiyan somehow, and then came to the door to exchange it with 100 sheep. He was very arrogant.

Gu Beiyan, Meng Yi, Meng Tian and others were all present. Meng Yi was already furious and wanted to duel with this guy with a brass mace.

Gu Beiyan's expression was even colder, and the long sword in his hand had already been unsheathed.

At this moment, Morigen also saw Jiang Fan, and he laughed immediately, pointing his whip at Gu Beiyan: "One maid, in exchange for 100 sheep, you are very cost-effective."

He was very presumptuous, and did not take Jiang Fan, the prince of the Chinese, seriously at all. After all, in his opinion, the Chinese people had always allowed the barbarians to take whatever they wanted in history, and they were absolutely weak.

Very good, the barbarians are still barbarians, and fools like Morigen, who are barbaric by nature and have only force and status in their minds, have always existed, and they should occupy the majority.

Jiang Fan did not even look at him, but just said to Gu Beiyan: "You are not a person who can bear it."

Gu Beiyan took the overall situation into consideration and had been enduring it. Now that he heard Jiang Fan's words, how could he tolerate him? The long sword suddenly pointed at Morigen.

"Barbarian, ask me about the sword in my hand first!"

Mo Rigen laughed wildly when he saw this: "Okay, this woman suits my taste, I'll take her today!"

Meng Yi knocked his two maces together, staring at him with tiger eyes: "Your dog life, I'll take it too!"

Gu Beiyan stopped Meng Yi with a sword: "I'll do it myself."

After that, he stepped forward and stared at Morigen: "Barbarian, do you dare to fight me?"

Morigen joked: "Fight? Women, can you fight in bed? How can you play with swords and guns..."

Gu Beiyan raised her eyebrows, and the sharp sword energy shot out. Morigen was shocked. He didn't expect her to fight as soon as she said it. He turned around in a hurry, but he couldn't completely avoid it, and a cut was cut on his face.

Blood oozed out and flowed into the corner of his mouth. Morigen's eyes immediately turned cold, and he stretched out his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth: "Chinese woman, you angered me."

Gu Beiyan didn't say anything, and her momentum suddenly rose. She never stopped practicing, on the contrary, she worked harder than anyone else. The old man had already taken good care of her body, and with the swordsmanship bestowed by the empress, and with Lin Nanyan, Yun Fuyao and others often practicing and sharpening her skills, she also received guidance from the old men from time to time. Now she has entered the Saint Realm, and is a strong person among the same level.

This momentum also surprised Morigen. He didn't expect that a maid was actually a martial saint.

He looked at Jiang Fan with some surprise: "You are a Chinese, your cultivation is not very good, but the maid is very strong, very good, I like it."

Jiang Fan didn't get angry, and smiled slightly: "You like it? I have more than one maid, do you dare to fight with them?"

Morigen laughed disdainfully: "Let them all come together! I will take them all away if they win."

Although Gu Beiyan was already a Saint Realm, Morigen still didn't take her seriously. He thought that she was a Saint Realm mid-stage cultivator, and it would be easy to deal with her.

Before the voice fell, another momentum rose from the ground.

Lin Nanyan, who had the best relationship with Gu Beiyan, had long been impatient. She twisted her waist and licked her lips, "Are you a dirty barbarian mule who is not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue off?"

Mo Rigen was stunned for a moment. Although he was also shocked by Lin Nanyan's momentum, he looked at Lin Nanyan with shining eyes.

"Hahaha, another top-grade one. Good, good, I want it..."

But then, a third momentum rushed up to the sky: "You, dirty, I represent the gods to purify your soul."

It was Hathaway who had just walked out of the tent. This archangel was a genuine middle-stage saint, and her momentum was definitely not weaker than Morigen.

Mo Rigen's face changed. This foreign woman was actually at the same level as himself? He was a little bit unbelievable. Although Hathaway's foreign style made him a little coveted, he was already feeling tricky at this time.

The cultivation of the three maids of that Chinese boy was so amazing?

But it was not over yet, the fourth voice sounded, "I am enough to kill you." This time the momentum was more fierce, Morigen turned his head and looked, first he was amazed, then his face was solemn.

It was Yun Fuyao.

Her momentum was very strange, clearly she had not entered the sainthood, but it gave Morigen the most dangerous feeling, and his intuition even told him that this woman could really kill him.

Although Yun Fuyao was stunning, he did not dare to think about it for a while.

Jiang Fan looked at his slightly changed face and joked: "Why, didn't Prince Morigen want to fight four alone? Let's try it?"

Try it! Morigen cursed secretly.

Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. He didn't dare to say that he could easily take down any of the four, especially the last one, whose cold sword energy was better than the most fierce wind on the grassland, making him want to retreat directly.

But he had said it out loud, and it was really embarrassing to be scared now.

At this moment, the warriors behind him also found something wrong, and they all drew their scimitars to block Morigen.

"Oh? That's all you have to be brave? Hiding behind your followers?"

Jiang Fan's sarcasm made Morigen furious.

"Jiang Fan, I'm the son of King Tu Ling, I'm just giving you face, don't refuse a toast!"

Jiang Fan smiled coldly: "What, you don't dare to fight? You can only bark like a dog? Is this a warrior of the barbarians? Bullshit, go home and find your mother to feed you."

Morigen's face was flushed, and he suddenly took off the big bow behind him: "This is the grassland, not the Qin State, you dare to insult this prince!"