Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

As she spoke, she glanced at Qiao Ran provocatively, her heart full of confidence.

She thought that she was caught off guard and fell into the trap of the little village girl and the big white tiger one after another.

Her martial arts were taught by her grandfather himself. Even in the army, she could fight against the soldiers on equal terms. How could she be compared with a frail-looking little country girl?

Shui Baihong on the side opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.

He no longer wanted to care about his willful sister, and he knew he couldn't do it.

She was even capable of attacking her own brother, and now she was injured because of her. What else could he do?

But he was still worried that Miss Qiao would get hurt, and the prince and the old prince would definitely blame the Shui Mansion.

He looked at Mo Beihan's face, wanting him to stop it.

However, he did not see any worry on his good brother's face. Instead, the corners of his lips slightly raised and he looked relaxed.

Well! Since his good brother is not worried about his fiancée getting hurt, what else should he worry about?

Provoked, Qiao Ran just smiled faintly, patted Qiuqiu's head, signaling it to stay still and not move, then walked towards an empty lawn outside the crowd, calmly accepting the challenge.

Shui Bailian was overjoyed. She took the sword handed to her by the guard and followed him.

As soon as they reached the lawn, before Qiao Ran in front turned around, Shui Bailian, who was following behind, raised her sword and said:

"let's start!"

He stabbed Qiao Ran directly in the back.

"careful!"

"This girl is so insidious!"

Before the crowd's exclamations and the ghost doctor's shaking head and complaining had ended, Qiao Ran seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Without even turning his head, he gently moved two steps to the side, causing the sword to miss the target.

Shui Bailian missed the attack, so she gritted her teeth, steadied her body, and turned around to stab Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran didn't dodge this time, and lightly slashed the dagger in front of her body again.

"Clang!"

With a sound, another long sword was scrapped.

Shui Bailian was so angry that she threw the broken sword in her hand at Qiao Ran's feet and turned around to look for another weapon. However, a guard had already run over and picked up the whip that Mo Beihan had just thrown away and handed it to her with both hands.

Shui Bailian snatched her whip and felt more confident.

This long whip was snatched by my grandfather from a female enemy general on the battlefield in his early years. It is made of gold thread and the most flexible animal leather. When fighting against the enemy, it is wrapped in gold thread and cannot be cut or chopped, so she regards it as her most handy weapon.

Therefore, with the long whip in hand, Shui Bailian's confidence increased.

She raised the whip and swung it in the air a few times. The sound of the air breaking was frightening.

"go to hell!"

Shui Bailian shouted loudly, raised the whip again, and swung it directly towards Qiao Ran's face.

Although this little country girl was not as pretty as herself, she had to admit that the contours of her face were still very regular.

If her skin was whiter and her clothes and makeup were more delicate, she could barely be considered pretty.

Perhaps it was because of this face and some kind of poison or drug that the prince was bewitched by this woman.

If this face is ruined, let's see how she can use her seductive means to seduce the Crown Prince!

Thinking of this, Shui Bailian didn't care about anything else. Her heart and eyes were filled with only Qiao Ran's face, and she had only one goal in mind:

Destroy her face!

The whip was swung faster and faster, each swing was aimed directly at Qiao Ran's face.

After easily dodging a few moves, Qiao Ran realized Shui Bailian's intention and sighed inwardly.

What a willful young lady! What a vicious mind!