A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

The old man's voice was like thunder, and he scolded Wan Chuan, his daughter, and even his grandson powerfully. If he had a knife in his hand, he might have chopped Ling Zhihong into pieces like a carrot.

"Grandpa, you mean cousin...cousin?!" Ling Zhihong, who was scolded bloody, grasped the key point.

It was okay not to ask, but when asked, Mr. Ling became even more excited: "What is this girl if she's not my cousin? Just forget it if you say you're not as good as Yan Ge and Yan Xi. Don't even think your cousin despises you!"

Ling Zhihong, who was sprayed with saliva, didn't bother to wipe his face, his eyes were as wide as ostrich eggs, staring at Wu Qing in horror: "You... you are a woman?!"

Although outsiders have yet to figure out the real identity of this dandy Qing Wang, from Ling Zhihong's perspective, he has long been prejudged by Wu Qing's men's clothing. Moreover, is there any woman with such an outrageous personality?

"What, do you have an opinion?" Wu glanced at Ling Zhihong with a bad tone.

"No!" Ling Zhihong sweated and answered very simply. Then he looked at Wu Qing with an aggrieved look on his face and complained, "Why did you tell me you were a woman earlier? I never embarrass women!"

Wu Qing didn't comment, but said quietly: "How do you feel about standing on the street and yelling, 'This king is a woman'?"

Ling Zhihong's mind immediately pictured his heroic figure looking up to the sky and roaring to tell the world, and his body trembled.

Oh my god, this two-hundred-and-fifty move is so disgusting!

"Wait a minute, I can apologize to Wu Qing's cousin, why should I stay and work hard without complaining?" He didn't cause any harm to Wu Qing in the past, but the old man almost sold him out! If he fell into Wu Qing's hands, would he still be alive?

"Only because you want to learn from this girl!" The old man said forcefully, and Wu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Learn from Wuqing? Ling Zhihong jumped up immediately: "Grandpa, she will teach me bad things! I don't want to be a novice... Well, I am determined to be a strong man, a general, and inherit your legacy!"

What can Wuqing teach him? Drinking wine to admire beauties? Lingering among flowers and teasing thousands of beauties and beauties?

The old man didn't speak this time. His eyes were sharp, and he turned his hand to use his magic power. The blue light enveloped his fist and struck at Mei Wuqing beside him.

Wu Qing's eyes flashed, and he raised his right hand with the spout of the wine bottle in his mouth. He raised his hand and flicked his sleeve, and a black fire jumped out of the air, burning into a wall of fire in an instant and blocking Wu Qing's face.

The next second, the blue and black collided and tore out strong sparks, and the aftermath of the leaked power spread out. Wherever it touched, the top-quality tables and chairs were all shattered into ashes, and the hall was suddenly in chaos.

The old man withdrew his painful fist and stared at Wu Qing with shock on his face. Xuanqing magician! It turned out to be Master Xuanqing! He knew that Wu Qing's strength was not weak, but he never thought that he had reached the Xuan Qing low level!

Not to mention practitioners of her age, even in the entire human world, not many can reach this state! Crown Prince Mei Yange arrived at Xuanqing when he was twenty years old. He was already full of praise for Mei Yange, but he didn't expect Wu Qing to be more intimidating than him!

What's even more terrifying is that she is also a rare dark type! He just saw it clearly, that pitch-black color was definitely dark!

The preciousness of the Dark Element lies not only in its rare talent, but more importantly, its attack power is the strongest among the seven elements! Even though he was Dailan's peak magician, more than a whole level higher than her, he still felt quite oppressive under that blow!

Mr. Ling was shocked, and Wu Qing was also a little moved. With a peak level of cultivation at the Dailan level, it’s no wonder that he can steadily guard the Meiying Dynasty! You must know that there are only about ten purple-level strong men in the world, and they are all arrogant people who do not serve any force.

And this old man is cunning, so cunning! In order to test her depth, he attacked her without even a warning. She couldn't hide it even if she wanted to!

However, this is not within the scope of Wu Qing's concern. The most important thing at hand is...

"Grandpa, pay for my hall!"

Looking at the mess in the hall, Wu Qing accused Mr. Ling with his eyes. The blow from Dai Lan and Master Xuan Qing was no joke. Only the stumps of the furniture in the hall were left. Fortunately, she expected that there were guys like Moyan Pavilion who liked to fight. The floors, walls and beams of the palace were either replaced with stronger materials or protective barriers were added, so there were no cracks or cracks in the hall.

"Girl, grandpa will give you a cypress set tomorrow." The old man was a little embarrassed. Although the punch he threw was very powerful, he could have taken it back in time if Wu Qing was unable to avoid it.

But he didn't expect that Wu Qing not only didn't dodge, but faced her head-on. He was also a Xuan Qing level magician, so he almost destroyed her hall.

Under Wu Qing's eyes, which were half resentful and half condemning, the old man's old and thick-skinned face finally couldn't support it anymore. Pretending to cough, he immediately changed the subject: "You bastard, did you see that? Why don't you learn from your cousin!"

"Ah?!" Ling Zhihong, who was stunned by Wu Qing's move, didn't react at all. A middle-grade Xuanqing magician! A middle-grade Xuanqing magician! How old is Wu Qingcai?

If this matter spreads out, will the old faces of those Xuanqing experts enshrined by various countries be able to carry themselves to the sky?

"Cousin Wu Qing, I have decided that you will be my new idol and my master from now on!" Ling Zhihong pulled Wu Qing with tears in his eyes, completely forgetting that he was here to cause trouble.

Because he was poisoned when he was a child, his health has always been poor and his cultivation is not as good as others. Therefore, he hates those children of aristocratic families who have good health but are ignorant, and Wu Qing seems to be this kind of person.

It was precisely because of this that he felt that Wan Rousha was good and helped Wan Rousha deal with Wu Qing. But who knew Wan Rousha was a tiger? Why didn't his grandfather tell him until now?

However, for Wu Qing, it is different now! Master! A hidden master! The person he longs for the most!

Ignoring Ling Zhihong's nonsense, Wu Qing asked with interest: "Who was your original idol?" She was a new one, which meant there were still old ones. What unlucky guy would be fooled by this idol every day? Silly and cute guy talking?

"Master, he is the master of Moyan Pavilion, that great genius." In the spirit of answering all questions about his revered master, Ling Zhihong answered honestly.

Before Wu Qing could take a sip of the wine, he squirted out, all over the miserable Ling Zhihong's face. She choked and coughed a few times, and twitched the corner of her mouth. Well, she said the wrong thing and got her comeuppance.

"Master, don't get excited. The master of the Moyan Pavilion has become old, isn't he? Compared with you, what is the master of the pavilion? Maybe it's just bragging! The master is the god in the heart of the disciple. !" Thinking that Wu Qing was angry with him for praising others, Ling Zhihong quickly explained.

The drink was still flowing down his cheeks, and his eyes were bright and sincere, barely wagging his tail to express his loyalty.

Wu Qing finally understood what it meant to shoot herself in the foot. With a dark face, she glanced at the subordinate who was transferred from Mo Yan Pavilion and was holding back laughter and her face was red. She wiped the traces of wine from her mouth and spoke seriously. He said: "Grandpa, it's okay for these idiots to stay, but even if you feel distressed in the future, you can't go back halfway."

She didn't want to agree at first, but based on Ling Zhihong's words, she wouldn't be charming if she didn't keep him here for a while!

"Okay! I'll have no problem with this little bastard letting the girl eat him alive!" The old man agreed readily. He knew that Wu Qing had the ability to help him teach this grandson who was giving him a headache.

Wu Qing is definitely not just as simple as the strength he showed today. The people in the palace may seem ordinary, but their cultivation is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and such a person is willing to work as a bodyguard and servant. Wu Qing used it, and every trace of it can be seen.

Therefore, he believes that Wu Qing has the ability to give him a brand new grandson!

Without any hesitation, the old man hummed a little tune and threw his grandson into the dragon's pond and tiger's den in a good mood, and walked out of Prince Qing's Mansion with his head held high.

Hearing that Wu Qing was willing to keep him, Ling Zhihong had long been overjoyed. He didn't care whether the old man was there or not, and he didn't even notice someone's sinister smile. He smiled and said: "Master, my disciple will definitely not let you down!"

Wu Qing smiled slightly, lifted up his clothes and sat on the chair that Dai Yan had moved, and said, "It's not impossible to accept you as my disciple, but I never do such a loss-making business as repaying evil with kindness."

Ling Zhihong, who was dazzled by Wu Qing's grace, was shocked. He remembered how he had insulted Wu Qing before, and now he regretted it so much that his intestines turned blue.

"Master, you punish me, you can hit me or scold me however you want." Ling Zhihong said bravely. Although he was afraid of pain, it was better than being thrown out of the door by his idol.

If you do something wrong to yourself, you will not live!

"If you hit someone, your hands will hurt. If you curse someone, it's better to drink a pot of good wine. It's not worth it." Wu Qing vomited faintly.

Hearing this, the members of the Moyan Pavilion standing as guards outside the door almost couldn't stand still. They even came to the door for you to repair, and you still dislike it! Where is the law of heaven!

Ling Zhihong was frustrated again, what kind of theory was this! But if you think about it carefully, it seems that it actually makes some sense.

Well, it makes sense, as long as it is what Master said, it makes sense!

"Master, why don't you tell me. I won't say anything to you about what you want me to do!" Being confused by Wu Qing's absurd reasoning, Ling Zhihong put on a risk-free look again, like a second-rate man. Full.

Wu Qing was satisfied, she was waiting for this sentence. Waved to Dai Yan, she asked: "Dai Mei, have you made the list?"

"Young Master Qing, you are ready." Dai Yan, who was well aware of his master's bad nature, pursed his lips and smiled, then presented a piece of paper to Ling Zhihong and said, "Master Ling, this is your mission for this month. "

Before he even read the contents on the paper, when he heard the word mission, Ling Zhihong was as excited as if he had been shot. This is a task given by Master! He will definitely work hard to complete it and make the master smile!