Rebirth of the Prophet Strikes Back

Shan Ling woke up from a good dream, opened his eyes and looked at this strange place, he was still a little confused, but suddenly remembered that he slept with the prince's brother yesterday, his little face turned red again in an instant, but he was full of tears. happy face.

He likes to be with the beautiful prince brother, from childhood to adulthood, he likes a person so much, he just wants to look at him every day.

Shan Ling sat up from the bed, heard the movement on the bed, Yingcui who was waiting outside immediately stepped forward and opened the curtain in front of the bed, and said with a smile, "Young master, are you awake?"

Shan Ling saw that she was a big sister whom she met yesterday, and that Yingcui was five or six years older than Qin Qianye, so she blinked and asked, "Where is the prince?"

"His Highness is practicing swords in the courtyard. He ordered his servants to guard the young master. When the young master wakes up, he will take the young master to wash up."

"Well, then take me to wash up, I'm going to find Brother Prince later."

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After Shan Ling finished washing, Yingcui brought Shan Ling to the courtyard where Qin Qianye practiced sword.

In the courtyard, Qin Qianye was practicing swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship was impressive. The swordsmanship was as sharp as clouds and water, and the sword flowers were even more beautiful when played.

Watching Qin Qianye practice swords can give people a kind of visual enjoyment. The swords he plays have many styles and beautiful sword flowers, but they are not fancy fists and embroidered legs, and they give people a very sharp feeling.

Shan Ling looked at it, suddenly became interested, he looked around, but couldn't find any weapons in his hand, at this moment, Yiqiao, Bai Limu came over, with a sword pinned to his waist, Shan Ling Ling stepped forward and took the sword from his waist without saying a word, jumped into the courtyard, and competed with Qin Qianye.

"Hey..." Bai Limu stared, his sword...

No, he didn't feel sorry for his own sword, but watched a five-year-old boy challenge His Highness the Crown Prince, who even he couldn't defeat, is it really dangerous, okay?

Qin Qianye was also taken aback by Shan Ling who jumped down suddenly. Looking at Shan Ling who raised his sword and stabbed at him, Qin Qianye originally wanted to dodge, but Shan Ling was fierce and fierce with the sword, not at all. Give him a chance to dodge.

"Ling'er." Qin Qianye reprimanded him coldly.

He was not willing to hurt his little princess.

"Brother Prince, you can't underestimate me!" Shan Ling smiled, and the sword flower dance in his hand was no worse than Qin Qianye's, and it was also very beautiful and dazzling.

Looking at his little concubine, who looked confident like a young adult, Qin Qianye was stunned for a moment. How could he have forgotten that his concubine came from a martial family and was the only son of Prince Shan. How could Prince Shan Do not teach him martial arts.

In his previous life, he didn't know his own concubine, so he thought that Shan Ling was not good at martial arts. It turned out that not only he was secretive, but his little concubine was also very secretive.

Qin Qianye hooked the corners of his lips. He liked this feeling very much, and slowly dug out everything about his little princess that he didn't know in his previous life.

"Ling'er, you have to be careful, don't cry when you lose!" Qin Qianye laughed.

"I won't cry." Shan Ling said stubbornly with her small face up.

The two danced swords in the courtyard and competed. You came and went, and the beautiful dance of swords and flowers was dazzling.

"Who is he?"

There was a sudden sound of freezing to death behind him, and Bai Limu almost jumped up in fright. When he turned his head, he saw a familiar cold and paralyzed face. He patted his chest and said with a sigh of relief, "Please, you don't want to be scared every day." Every time it appears, it is silent, so it will scare people to death if it scares people, okay?"

Liu Baifeng looked at him coldly, and didn't know if he heard what he said, so he repeated coldly, "Who is he?"

"How do I know?" Bai Limu replied angrily. Every time he appeared, he would silently scare people to death. Every time he talked to him, he didn't answer. Would you die if you said one more word?Also, with this cold face paralyzed every time, will he die if he smiles occasionally?What a nuisance.

Liu Baifeng didn't pay any attention to him, and looked coldly at the two contestants in the courtyard, causing Baili Muqi's head to emit green smoke. □ Author gossip:

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