Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

When Feng Zian finally figured out the problem, the fourth game had quietly begun.

When Si Ning came on stage, Feng Huo was a little surprised and confirmed again and again that she was the contestant.

Si Ning had seen such a contemptuous look since he was a child, and he was already familiar with it. He lightly touched his sleeves and coughed, his thin body was blown by the strong wind, as if he would fall down in the next second.

"Get out of here! Come up with someone who can fight!" Feng Huo was so furious that his fists clenched loudly, "I won't fight with a half-dead loser!"

Si Ning raised his eyebrows and looked at him, with murderous intent hidden in his dark eyes. He spoke in a cold voice, "Have you forgotten the suffering your teammates suffered yesterday?"

Feng Huo's expression was slightly startled, and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Yao in their team. The latter smiled provocatively and made a gesture of wiping his neck towards him.

The bell rings and the game begins.

Feng Huo rushed over first, trying to take the advantage, but Si Ning turned around to face the attack, like a flying giant.

Her figure was extremely soft, and the green shadow left an inexplicable fragrance wherever it passed. As expected, Feng Huo was confused, thinking it was another attack she had never seen before.

There were jade beads all over the ground on the cuffs of Si's twisted sleeves, which were not noticeable. As the body swayed like a dance and fell to the ground, the onlookers were mesmerized. No one noticed that the jade beads had circled Fenghuo's body.

When they passed each other again, Feng Huo heard a whisper.

"You're going to lose, now."

As soon as Si Ning finished speaking, he covered his face with a handkerchief and stepped back. Feng Huo realized something was wrong and stepped back quickly, just in time to step on Yuzhu.

Instantly, numbness spread from his limbs, starting from his ankles and upwards. His whole body turned into black coal, and he was lightly kicked off the stage by Si Ning.

Cheers sounded again, Feng Zian kicked the table over and roared at the king.

"Can't you see they killed someone again!"

Lord Yun Cang frowned in displeasure. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Si Ning jumping off the ring, grabbing Feng Huo, who was already stiff and numb, and throwing him back.

"He's not dead." Si Ning's tone was full of schadenfreude, "but you're getting better soon."

After saying this, he turned around and left the competition area without looking at Feng Zian's reaction.

Feng Zian was forced to kill the half-dead Feng Huo and threw it away at will, with anger gushing out of his eyes.

The last single match was Xie Yuancheng.

Feng Zian stared at him for a long time, really interested in this person.

He is the noble crown prince of the Tianxuan Kingdom and the bedfellow of the young master of the Shen Pavilion. No matter what his identity is, this person cannot be too powerful for the Beifeng Kingdom, otherwise he will be a disaster.

With only the last game left, Feng Zian rarely gave a few words of advice to the contestants, and Feng Tu could only obey the advice.

So as soon as he came on the field, Xie Yuancheng could clearly feel that although this person was very strong, he was obviously holding back, and the beating made him very unhappy.

He felt strange in his heart, and threw out the magic weapon given by Jin Chen from the Qiankun in his sleeves. He almost grabbed Fengtu and beat him unilaterally. The soft sword danced like a silver dragon flying around, coiling up and down, dazzling the onlookers.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Fengtu had rolled down the ring.

Xie Yuancheng was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and said, "You are good at learning from others! Who told you to imitate us and fall off the ring!"

Everyone: "..."

Why are you doing this too?

And they are all the same tricks. Why are the people from Tianxuan using them to ridicule? This person looks so... cowardly.

"Tianxuan Guo wins! A total of six points!"

The general announced the score loudly, "The current cumulative score is six to three."

The audience was bustling for a while, and everyone believed that Tianxuan Congress had won the final victory.

"You said Beifeng Kingdom won by three points, and it was all given by Tianxuan Kingdom. How ugly."

"Hahahahahaha who said Beifeng Country can't do it? Why didn't they even fight to a draw?"

Words like this reached Feng Zian's ears, making him extremely irritable.

Five games went much faster than yesterday, and the entire afternoon was freed up.

Jinchen still discussed the tactics and asked everyone to go back to sleep to replenish their energy. When they went back, they could still hear Feng Zian's cursing in the yard opposite, as well as the sound of practicing from time to time.

Jinchen did not comment on their behavior of seeking death, and returned to the room with Xie Yuancheng in his arms. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man sitting inside.

"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince."

Father Jin stood up happily and bowed to Xie Yuancheng.

Jinchen raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Dad...you,"

He glanced at the cheap dad's outfit, and then understood, "You and Aunt Mei have reconciled."

Xie Yuan Cheng was slightly startled and then realized that he had never expected that Jinchen's father would be dressed so...elegantly and coquettishly.

"Hello, daddy." Xie Yuancheng followed Jin Chen with his eyes bent.

thump.

Father Jin was so frightened that he fell back on the wooden bench, "You...what did you call me?"

He has never had any rebellious intentions!

Jin Chen gave the cheap dad a blind eye, took Xie Yuancheng's hand and said, "Dad, your son-in-law."

Dad Jin: "..."

He took a slow sip of tea, the water in the cup was shaking, and then he slapped the table.

"You...you kidnapped the prince!"

Xie Yuancheng quickly blocked Jinchen, "No, dad, it's Jinchen who I liked first."

It took me many secret attempts to catch up.

Father Jin felt even more strange. He touched his smooth chin and did not react, "That is to say... my son has changed from the young master of the Shen Pavilion to the crown prince!"

"Hahahahaha!" He laughed out loud, "Great job!"

Jinchen: "..."

He slowly took out a handkerchief and covered his father's face, "Stop laughing."

Father Jin was not angry either. He threw away the handkerchief and said bluntly: "I'll say the ugly things first. If your Majesty doesn't agree, don't expect me to help."

"Even if you really become the confirmed Crown Princess in the future, you still have to manage the Divine Pavilion. I don't want to waste my time training another heir."

Jinchen nodded, "I know."

"Come on, I just came over to take a look. I'm almost ready to avenge your brother. We'll start after the game."

Father Jin came and went in a hurry and left without saying a few words. It seemed that he was in a hurry to see Mei Niang who had finally been coaxed back.

Xie Yuancheng breathed a sigh of relief, threw himself into Jinchen's arms and nuzzled him, "That's great, but what does revenge mean?"

"All the high-level killers from the Shen Pavilion have gathered outside the Beifeng Kingdom Palace. As long as I kill Feng Zian tomorrow, they will throw the head into the palace and start killing."

Jinchen shook his body lightly while holding his lover in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Everyone involved in that incident three years ago must pay a price. If the royal family of Beifeng Kingdom is not good, then someone else should be the emperor."