The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

Feng Chiling put her elbows on Jing Wuyou's shoulders, and said in a rather helpless tone, "You are really strange, do you need to take off your mask when fighting? You still talk so much."

Being said to be "talkative", the princess couldn't help but twitched her eyebrows, and immediately said: "Lan Suxin said that you look very pleasing to the eye, and also said that if you don't kill you, the world may be in chaos. I am a little curious about this, curious Do you have this condition?"

Feng Chiling cupped her hands, and said modestly: "It's exaggerated, it's really not."

Jing Wuyou silently shook his head behind him.

The princess chuckled lightly, and raised the white feather fan in her hand: "Since this is the case, then I won't ask questions."

As the wind howled, dozens of silver needles fell off from the white feather fan and stabbed at Feng Chiling and Jing Wuyou.

Su Xuejian dazzled and blocked the silver needle. The princess in white clothes in front of her had disappeared. Looking up, she saw the other party lying in the air.

Feng Chiling patted Jing Wuyou's shoulder, and whispered: "Give you a chance, try to knock that woman down from the sky."

Jing Wuyou looked down at the bow and arrow in his hand, nodded and said, "Okay."

An arrow on the bow was ready to go, and the princess floating in the air looked coldly at Jing Wuyou who was aiming at her, and said suddenly: "His Royal Highness."

There was a long distance between them. After the address was heard by the two of them, Jing Wuyou's hand froze. Feng Chiling looked at him and asked, "Who is this person called?"

Jing Siyuan is not here, who is she calling His Royal Highness?

Jing Wuyou adjusted his expression, and said, "I am not anymore."

After speaking, he looked up at the person in the sky again, "The current prince is Siyuan, not me."

The princess stared at him with those indifferent eyes, without saying a word, the feather fan in her hand turned into a long sword, and she swooped towards Feng Chiling with her body.

Seeing this, Jing Wuyou let go of his hand, and pierced the princess's face with an arrow with spiritual power.

Even if the face is covered, but it is a girl after all, it would be a pity if the face was injured even the slightest bit.Fortunately, the princess's cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul Stage just as the common people said.

This attack of spiritual power was like a drop in the bucket to her, it was useless.

The arrow turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, but the princess had already reached the heels of the two.

The sword light flashed, Feng Chiling swung the sword to block it, the sword blew twice, and a cold wind suddenly blew around.

In the fierce collision between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage, no one else can intervene.Jing Wuyou flew half a zhang away, with his right arm in front of him, sand and rocks flying in front of his eyes, he shouted with difficulty: "Eldest brother!"

Just after shouting, an old hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.Jing Wuyou turned his head to look, and Xi Huaijun happened to meet his gaze.

Jing Wuyou was taken aback, frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Mr. Xi Huai admired the wrestling figures of blue water and white snow, and asked, "Why can't I come? Could it be that Nanyang City only allows you to stay with your big brother Huoshui?"

Jing Wuyou said sharply: "Please be careful with your words!"

Seeing him getting angry, Xi Huaijun smiled and said: "Qiong Ming's cultivation level is not low, I think your elder brother may be in danger this time."

Jing Wuyou, who had always regarded the elder brother as the most powerful in the world, was displeased and said, "We are both in the Nascent Soul Stage, why can't the elder brother win?"

Xi Huaijun snorted and said, "You've been with that kid for so long, didn't you realize that he was very unstable in terms of cultivation and emotions in the spring? The last time he fought against me, he was very tyrannical, but after accepting When I slapped him, his cultivation base was extremely weak. After all, he was a person in the Nascent Soul stage, not to mention that I hadn't used my full strength at that time, how could he vomit blood after receiving my slap?"

"To put it simply, it depends on luck."

After finishing speaking, he went on to say: "Even if you have reached Nascent Soul, if you hit me in the palm, you will definitely not be able to recover within ten days and a half months, so your elder brother will definitely have the upper hand... Look, I can't hold on anymore .”

Jing Wuyou frowned and looked at it. At first glance, it was indeed an even situation, and both sides were at a stalemate.Taking a closer look, Feng Chiling's hands were already trembling faintly.

This person is holding on.

This person has been injured since the day before yesterday, but he didn't say anything about it.

Thinking of this, Jing Wuyou realized that it was no wonder that last night, when he pressed down on the other side, the other side couldn't even use the strength to break free, and was quickly pressed firmly on the ground by him, unable to move. It took spiritual power to break free from him.

If you want to use your spiritual power, you will more or less pull the wound.

A heart-piercing pain spread to every surface layer of the skin, Jing Wuyou was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak.If he had known this, he should never have provoked Feng Chiling.

The fights and fights at that time made him feel extremely guilty about it, but the real deal now made him even more concerned, worrying about the person in front of him all the time.

Seeing this, the princess moved closer to Feng Chiling and whispered in his ear: "The breath is disordered, and the moves are chaotic, embarrassing to the monks in the Nascent Soul stage."

Feng Chiling simply spit out two words: "Hehe."

At this moment, several broken silver needles and shards of ice had already been scattered on the ground.

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Jing Wuyou turned to look at Mr. Xi Huai, and said, "I beg you to help my senior brother."

Mr. Xi Huai couldn't help being stunned, as if he had misheard, he snorted and said, "You asked me to help this kid? I haven't even done anything to clean up Luo Xiao's house, it's already considered the most benevolent."

Jing Wuyou frowned and said, "Why on earth do you hate my elder brother so much, what did he do wrong?"

Xi Huaijun said with a gloomy face, "I'm old, and I have a little knowledge of the world, so I can see the future of this kid. If he doesn't leave Luo Xiao as soon as possible, I'm afraid that Luo Xiao and himself will be harmed at that time. And it's not just them, anyone who is close to this kid will probably end up in a bad situation. I advise you to leave your senior brother as soon as possible, and don't regret it too late."

Jing Wuyou didn't agree, and said seriously: "I don't believe it, and I will never leave."

Mr. Xi Huai glanced at him, and said coldly, "I'm stubborn."

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Feng Chiling's weakness, that is, the abdomen was seen through by the opponent, and he was slapped again.He backed up a few steps one after another, the tip of his sword scraped the ground along the way, making a hissing sound.

The princess said: "Come again."

Feng Chiling's breathing was a little short of breath: "You are a woman, why are you so strong?"

The princess stared at him coldly, disdainful of nonsense, and repeated: "Come."

"It's really boring." Feng Chiling held his forehead, pointed at Mr. Xi Huai behind him suddenly, and said loudly, "If you beat that old man, he would at least scold me a few words. How can you be so boring."

Try to irritate me, maybe my cultivation level will rise as soon as I get angry.

This time, the ice-cold princess didn't even say a word, but made a hand trick, and the white feather sword flew across the air, stabbing at Feng Chiling the next moment, and he narrowly avoided it.

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Jing Wuyou lowered his head and said: "Senior, please help me out. The kindness you have received today will surely be repaid tomorrow."

Mr. Xi Huai was unmoved, and said: "What if all I want is for that kid to die under the sword of the princess?"

Feng Chiling seemed to have heard the laughter and conversation between the two, and reprimanded: "Jing Wuyou, I warn you to stop talking nonsense with that old guy, even if I really die, I don't need him to take care of me!"

Xi Huaijun folded his arms and said with a sneer, "Look, your elder brother said the same thing."

After finishing speaking, he moved his hands, and a wave of spiritual power that was neither strong nor weak rushed out and hit Feng Chiling's calf. After groaning, he knelt down like this, the tip of his sword pierced the ground, his body was stiff, It seemed that he couldn't believe the situation in front of him.

Jing Wuyou's face darkened immediately, his fists were clenched tightly, and he glared viciously at Mr. Xi Huai, and he punched an invisible barrier in front of Mr. Xi Huai. Enmity, with the past, I will settle with you in the future!"

Mr. Xi Huai only thinks that this person is a malleable talent, but he is only in the late stage of foundation establishment, which is so different from him in the middle stage of incarnation, so he doesn't take him seriously, and said with a smile: "Come on, If ever there is a day."

Feng Chiling had never knelt down in front of anyone like this before, and the aggrieved feeling of her strong self-esteem instantly overwhelmed her head.

Blue veins protruded from the back of the hand, and the tip of Suxue's sword that was inserted into the ground suddenly appeared white, and there were several cracks in the surrounding ground. Before he recovered, the princess in front of him squatted down, looked at him, and said: "You Bad temper."

It seemed that Feng Chiling could no longer hear what she said.

Countless Bing Leng turned around and pierced Xi Huaijun's body, accidentally scratching Jing Wuyou's cheek during the process, but he didn't stop.

But Jing Wuyou wasn't even half moved.

His face was stern, and a pair of burning black pupils stared coldly at Xi Huaijun, and his right cheek was bleeding from a scratch.

Xi Huaijun raised his hand to resist the menacing ice edge, and reminded: "Feng Chiling, if you don't stop, your junior brother and you will both die."

Before he knew it, Jing Wuyou's heart had been pressed against by the hilt of the Changming Sword that Mr. Xi Huai had used.

Feng Chiling breathed heavily, and when she turned her head, she saw the white feather sword standing still on her neck, only a slight distance away from her.

Thinking that the head would be separated in the next moment, Feng Chiling endured the severe pain from the tearing abdomen, and hit a blow.

Little did he know how much spiritual power he had contained in this stroke, and he successfully lifted Xi Huaijun's sword. Xi Huaijun was stunned on the spot, and said with a smirk: "I love your senior brother so much, you are considered competent as a senior brother."

Jing Wuyou's eye sockets became more and more red, more and more red, and the white light between his brows flickered faintly, Xi Huai Jun narrowed his eyes at this.

After a while, he made a mouth shape: "Luo Xiao."

A trace of Luo Xiao's primordial spirit will rush out the moment the white feather sword falls, and defend Feng Chiling from this fatal blow.

This is the life-saving soul that Luo Xiao left for Jing Wuyou when he went down the mountain to look for Feng Chiling.

Since Luo Xiao is still in seclusion, her cultivation is prone to fluctuations, so she should not use her spiritual consciousness unless it is absolutely necessary.

But what is surprising is that Bai Yujian did not arrive as expected.

Feng Chiling thought that he would be doomed today, and had already poured all the remaining strength into the move of the Changming Sword.

No matter what, one alive counts as one.

However, he did not die, and there was no pain in his neck.

Seeing this, Mr. Xi Huai frowned, looked at the princess with doubtful eyes, and asked puzzledly, "Princess?"

Bai Yujian fell to the ground with a "clang" sound. On the veil, a pair of peach blossom eyes trembled fiercely. She stared blankly at Feng Chiling, her legs softened involuntarily, and she also knelt down in front of Feng Chiling.

This surprised the remaining three people, and Mr. Xi Huai was even more dumbfounded.

Feng Chiling didn't understand what this woman was doing, but before he could figure it out, the Princess' hand rested on his mask.

Feng Chiling hurriedly grabbed the trembling hand on the mask, and shouted: "If you want to kill, then kill, what are you doing?"

Could it be that before she died, she had to remember what the corpse she had killed looked like.

The princess's throat moved, she gasped for breath, and said a few words with difficulty through her teeth: "He just called you...Feng Chiling?"

Feng Chiling didn't answer, because she didn't understand what this had to do with her.

Mr. Xi Huai asked urgently: "Princess, what are you doing, why don't you kill this kid quickly, do you dare to disobey the emperor's order!?"

The princess shouted: "Shut up!!"

Xi Huaijun's expression suddenly collapsed, and he was at a loss.

She shouted as if confirming the name again and again, "Feng Chiling..."

The princess hoped that he would not speak, and gritted her teeth, struggling to remove the mask on his face.

As soon as the wind blew, the mask fell off her face, revealing that indescribably beautiful face in front of her eyes.

The air froze at this moment.

She wasn't amazed at how good-looking this man was.

It's not surprising why a man can be so beautiful.

As if not believing her own eyes, the princess suddenly covered her veil, a ray of water flooded through her clear and cold eyes, her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't hear the original tone.

After a while, she called out, "... Ling'er."

"younger brother."