Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Sure enough, the dust dispersed, revealing a light blue figure.

Nan Xiang held the jade cold whip in his hand and looked lazily at the red dragon in front of him.

Strike later to control thick and thin hair, strike first to control stillness with movement.

The jade cold whip in Nan Xiang's hand became longer and thicker. Before the giant dragon could sweep its tail, she threw out the jade cold whip and wrapped it around the dragon's neck. Then she flew up and rode on the dragon with such movements. It's called a flowing cloud and flowing water, and it's all done in one go.

The giant dragon felt that there was someone on it, so it soared into the sky, and then dived down quickly, swinging back and forth and vowing to throw the person off its back.

But no matter how much he struggled, the man still stood firmly on his back.

The dragon started to sway again, Nan Xiang turned over and landed on the dragon's head.

Nan Xiang pulled the dragon's horn and summoned the Fengming Sword to stab it hard.

The hard dragon scales were instantly punctured, and bright red blood flowed out.

The dragon screamed in pain, its movements became larger and larger, and its shaking became more and more violent.

Nanxiang still held the dragon's horn firmly.

Looking at the blood-stained dragon scales, Nan Xiang turned his eyes, put back the Fengming Sword, and pulled out a small dagger from the space.

This dagger has a beautiful red Higan flower pattern, exudes the aura of the netherworld, and is called Manshu.

Nan Xiang didn't know which small world got the dagger.

Anyway, when she saw it, she thought it was beautiful and suitable and took it out.

Nan Xiang used a dagger to pierce the dragon's scales and began to peel off the dragon's scales.

Piece by piece, Nanxiang pulled out nine pieces at once.

The dragon screamed and became stronger and stronger, but it was no use.

Nan Xiang still enjoyed pulling out the dragon scales, his movements became more and more skillful, and he was quick and accurate.

Soon, most of the scales on the dragon's head were pulled out, and it looked bloody.

While pulling out, Nan Xiang used his spiritual thoughts to put the pulled dragon scales into the spatial spiritual spring, clean them and put them away.

The dragon couldn't stand it any longer and swooped down and turned into a human form.

Nan Xiang landed steadily only six feet away from Xu Hua. He was playing with the Manshu dagger stained with dragon blood with one hand. His eyes were smiling and his expression was lazy, looking at Xu Hua's bald head. The bloody back of the head seemed to have some regrets.

Xu Hua looked at the little demon who had offended him with cold eyes. Although he had become an immortal, he did not recognize it.

"You deserve to die!"

Gui Cheng on the side repeatedly stopped the prince who was seeking death, his brows furrowed in confusion and distress.

"Prince, stop talking! Don't you think your life is long enough?"

The latter sentence was whispered by Prime Minister Turtle.

But Xu Hua still heard it. He shook off Prime Minister Gui and said, "Why do you need to comment on what the prince is doing?"

Then he switched to another of his confidants to support him.

Prime Minister Turtle was not upset even after being thrown away, he still looked like a kind and wise man.

He looked at Nan Xiang flatteringly: "Miss Nan, my prince is young and a bit naughty. Please don't get along with him."

Hearing this, Nan Xiang sneered, "What if I want ordinary knowledge?"

After saying that, before anyone could react, the Manshu dagger in Nan Xiang's hand pierced Xu Hua's heart. The strong Netherworld energy prevented his wound from healing, and the dagger continued to suck blood.

Xu Hua vomited out a large mouthful of blood and died before he could say his last words.

Those eyes stared at Nan Xiang with hatred and disbelief.

Prime Minister Gui was about to ask Su Xingqing to come forward and stop Nan Xiang, but he didn't expect everything to be so unexpected.

The prince died before his eyes, and he could not protect himself.

Prime Minister Turtle was so angry that his face was red, his long white beard was trembling, and he pointed at Nanxiang with his index finger, unable to say a complete sentence:

"you you you……"

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Su Xingqing stepped forward to take charge of the overall situation:

"Hahaha, Miss Nan, why did you kill me just when you said you would? How can I explain to the Dragon King and the God Emperor?"

"What's the point of killing me if you tell me what you told me?"

"Do you believe that I will take you back to the God Realm together?"

"Then it depends on the ability of the National Preceptor."

Nan Xiang looked at Su Xingqing with a smile, and then glanced at the soldiers from the God Realm surrounding him.

She didn't panic at all, and used her strength to take out her Manshu dagger extremely calmly and calmly.

When the dagger came out, the cold corpse instantly turned into powder, leaving not even a keel behind.

Nan Xiang felt a little pity. He only got a few dragon scales but not even dragon blood, tendons and bones. It was a big loss.

It seems that this dagger must be put to good use in the future.

When the Donghai soldiers saw that their Crown Prince had nothing after her death, their eyes turned red, and they impatiently wanted to attack Nanxiang, capture her alive, and escort her to the Dragon King.

Prime Minister Gui also became angry and bowed to Su Xingqing, "I would like to ask the Imperial Preceptor to work with Donghai to capture Sin Immortal Nan Xiang. After the Dragon King's trial, I will trouble the Imperial Preceptor to escort him back to the God Realm and hand him over to His Majesty the God Emperor. "

Although he looked down on his own prince's impulsiveness and stupidity, the Dragon King would not let him go after he learned that he did not express his opinion.

It turned out that the Dragon King had ordered a white carp spirit that had been cultivated for thousands of years for the prince more than a hundred years ago.

The white carp spirit was very intelligent and conscientious, and the prince liked it. She could help the prince deal with things, change his temperament, and solve problems. Who would have thought that in the end he gave up the chance to become an immortal for a mortal and turned into an ordinary person.

Alas, time also dictates fate.

Nan Xiangqian defeated a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, his posture was still lazy and calm, and there was no trace of exhaustion.

She ducked to the soldiers guarding Yang Jie and Yang Yue, knocked them over, and saved them both in one fell swoop.

Su Xingqing saw that it was only Nanxiang who had been fighting for so long and did not see the Demon Lord, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately agreed to Prime Minister Gui's request, and while ordering his soldiers to form a siege, he activated his astrology instrument to capture Nan Xiang alive in one fell swoop.

Nan Xiang also realized that the Imperial Master who was watching the show was about to get serious. Just when she was about to use the Fengming Sword to sweep across the area, she heard a familiar and pleasant male voice with a cold tone:

"Let me see who dares to touch her!"

The man was dressed in a black brocade robe, with three thousand silver hair tied up with a black gold crown. A pair of bloodthirsty red eyes glanced coldly at the surrounding divine soldiers. He was uniquely oppressive by the Demon Lord and defected to the demon soldiers who followed Xingwan. Kneeling for dear life, unable to move.

The man put his arms around Nan Xiang's waist, and a princess picked her up. He looked at the little girl in his arms and laughed angrily.

Nan Xiang felt guilty.

She arrived immediately and asked the man not to interfere at will and to play by herself for a while.

She knew that the man showed up because he couldn't help it anymore.

So she skillfully hooked her hands around the man's neck and smiled awkwardly:

"Why did you come out?"