Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Seeing Jiang Yao jump off the ring, the generals and the crowd watching were all amazed.

"Is this the strength of the Tianxuan Kingdom?"

"Didn't you hear just now? That is Princess Jiangyang of Tianxuan Kingdom. Isn't her mother the eldest princess who asked for orders to quell the war? She is known as the first female general!"

"Like mother, like daughter. Princess Jiangyang is ruthless and beautiful at the same time. She is so awesome!"

They didn't see Jiang Yao get off the stage and lean on Ye Susu to take a deep breath, "Hold on, my legs are a little weak..."

"Hahahahaha, I thought you could keep your face straight!" Ye Susu couldn't stop laughing.

Jiang Yao waved her hands, still not recovering, and said to Jin Chen: "This prop is so powerful, I thought it would strangle him until he fainted before throwing it away, but as soon as he exerted force, his head fell off, and I almost knelt on the platform... "

If she hadn't been supported by anger just now, she would have been so embarrassed.

Xie Yuancheng laughed and did not forget to comfort him, "Sister Yaoyao is very powerful!"

Jiang Yao took a sip of tea and calmed down, "Then who is more powerful, Jin Chen or me?"

Xie Yuancheng said without hesitation: "Jinchen."

Without a doubt!

Jiang Yao rolled her eyes angrily, "It's really unnecessary for me to ask."

Jinchen smiled slyly and kissed the excited boy in his arms like a reward.

All three games in the morning were over, and the general announced a break loudly, before continuing with the remaining two games today.

I thought that the game had already begun and Beifeng Country would never cause any trouble. It turned out that Jinchen still underestimated their ability to cause trouble.

"Brother Jin——"

Tingyang, who was out for a walk with Lan Wushu, quickly ran back to the lounge, "Guess what, the eldest prince of Beifeng Kingdom said that we were too harsh and complained to the Lord of Yuncang Kingdom. He threatened to make us pay for our lives before agreeing to agree in the afternoon." "

Everyone in the lounge: "..."

Jinchen: "He is sick, don't worry about it."

He continued to drink tea leisurely with Xie Yuancheng in his arms, not at all uncomfortable with being on someone else's territory.

After several competitions in the morning, Xie Yuancheng was no longer as nervous as yesterday. He was thinking about going to other places in Yuncang Country after the competition was over when he heard Jin Chen say, "After the competition is over, Yuan Cheng will go with me to see my father." How's that?"

Xie Yuancheng raised his eyes, his clear voice filled with surprise, "Is your father in Yuncang Country?"

"He comes here to do business and will be here tomorrow."

Xie Yuancheng rubbed his palm and suggested excitedly, "When I return to the imperial city, I will take you to see my father! If we can save the people of this city, maybe my father will not be angry."

After that, he firmly promised, "But don't worry, even if my father doesn't agree, I won't give up."

Jinchen kissed the corner of his lips, "The prince is true to his word, of course I believe it."

After hearing this, Xie Beiyao smiled and said, "If Uncle Huang doesn't agree, what else can you do?"

Hearing the gloating in his words, Xie Yuancheng frowned and threatened seriously, "Then I will submit a letter and let my cousin be the prince."

Xie Beiyao: "..."

His hand holding the cup was shaking a little, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Why is it like this?"

Xie Yuancheng chuckled, took Jin Chen's hand and squeezed it, "Actually, I have already thought about it. My father is in his prime, and he and his mother will definitely have a younger brother in the future! Maybe after returning to the imperial city, I can hear good news!”

Hearing this, Jin Chen recalled the plot of Huiyuan. There was indeed a little prince later, but he was born due to the pain of losing his son. After that, the queen died sadly. Within a few years, Emperor Jun Hong also fell into despair. Later, Xie Beiyao succeeded him, and he was very interested in this prince. The little prince is also considered a favorite.

Perhaps with the change in the storyline, the birth of the little prince no longer brings despair, but new life.

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After five moments, the game started again.

After being refused by the Lord Yuncang to pay for his life, Feng Ziyao became obviously agitated and wanted to go over and kill those people from the Tianxuan Kingdom himself.

Jin Chen saw his anger and felt weak.

The fourth person to come on the stage was Lan Wuhuang. Before he came on the stage, Lan Wuhuang asked Jinchen if he still needed to lose on purpose.

Jin Chen: "No, I don't think Feng Zian has any plans to use the dead soldiers today. He probably wants to wait until tomorrow. We should follow the pre-determined tactics."

"Okay!" Lan Wuhuang flew onto the ring with a jade flute in his hand.

His sound attack method was weird, but he never thought that Feng Ding on the opposite side also used long-range attack tactics. The weapon was a poisonous thorn vine that was longer than Jiang Yao's whip. When Lan Wuyan was dodging, he was hooked by the poisonous thorn, and blood flowed from the breach in his arm. Dark blood, with numbness and pain.

Lan Wuchang cursed secretly, and immediately turned away, holding a jade flute with one hand and playing a sharp tune.

Hearing this tune, everyone in the Tianxuan Kingdom in the audience immediately took out the special earplugs and put them on to avoid being affected, and they were in perfect agreement.

Feng Zian, who was observing them, frowned in confusion. The next second, he felt as if he was being hypnotized, as if the demonic sound of hell entered his ears, and his head felt dizzy, as if he was being pressed down on the bed by a ghost after falling asleep.

Feng Ding, who faced the impact of the sound attack, was even more affected. The arm dragging the vine gradually lost strength. When he was about to faint, he reacted and pressed his tongue hard, using the pain to stay awake.

"Ho!"

Feng Ding roared angrily and raised his whip to kill again.

"Hoo, you're quite smart." Lan Wuyang praised him, but he seemed to have failed to dodge in time, and one of his arms was pulled out by Feng Ding.

When the arm rolled to the ground, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"Hahaha! You deserve it!"

Feng Ding felt the pleasure of revenge, lowered his vigilance, waved the vines and laughed wildly, smiling, and suddenly his expression stopped.

"Hey, grandpa lied to you!" Lan Wuhuang stretched out his arm and punched Feng Ding in the eyes. He pressed one of the props given by Jin Chen with his backhand, stuffed it into his mouth, and retreated as fast as he could.

"you!"

Feng Ding was filled with horror. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was exploded. An iron ball the size of a soybean exploded in his mouth, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

puff-

His body fell to the ground and his head was exploded.

Everyone in the audience:! ! !

"Oh my God! What is that? People from Tianxuan Kingdom can also do tricks!"

"Can an arm grow back after being cut off? How on earth is this done!"

Lan Wuyan didn't know how to explain. He grabbed the severed limb of the prop and jumped down, not forgetting to wave at Feng Zi'an who was already shaking with anger.

"Tianxuan Guo wins! Four points in total!"