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1111. It shouldn't be possible to have such potential

"ah!!"

With a clang, the iron sword fell to the ground.

The guard who had broken his arm was holding the place where the arm bone was torn off. His body was quickly blocked by other guards in the dark building and he retreated. Blood was pouring out, and it was stained red along the gaps between the fingers covering the place.

A lot of clothes.

The ground was also covered with blood stains.

"Haha, Long Liang's dark tower is nothing more than that! It's really boring. I don't have the habit of always pulling people's hand bones."[

The fingertips flicked the hilt of the soft-edged sword and swung it lightly. An arm still spurting blood flew in the air, passed over the mountains of guards in the dark building, and landed in front of Lingyou with a thud.

It's a provocation!

Naked provocation!

The girl's eyebrows showed a hint of maoying's sharp and arrogant look.

There were faint watery ripples in his eyes. He held a soft blade in his hand and walked towards the guards in the dark building step by step, slowly approaching.

"you

The sword pointed at the girl in white, and Lingyou stepped on the ground and flew up, leaping over the people in front of her, blocking the girl's steps to move forward.

"Haha, your master has something important to do? Isn't he Shao Mingjun from the Western Territory? Both of them are handsome young men with both talents and looks. Their statuses are compatible with each other. Meeting each other in the palace without telling others is not bad.

That's a lot of anecdotes. I don't quite understand. What's the important thing to discuss? Ling You, the Yinhua guard in the dark building? Could it be that you can't even figure out your master's true thoughts?"

On the fragments of the door that had been damaged by the palm wind, there were a few spots of blood that turned into dark red.

The girl in white guessed that if her estimate was correct, the source of the blood stains should come from Long Liang's fourth prince, Ran Qingchen.

Why does it bleed?

The girl in white thought of a picture that is easy to make people daydream. Is it one up and one down? Or one behind the other?

It shouldn't be that potential, right?

Did he guess too much?

But based on the sounds she heard from inside the house, she guessed that the truth was pretty much what she thought.

How could a dignified prince of a country tolerate other men doing such embarrassing and outrageous things to him?

"Lingyou never speculates about the master's inner thoughts, nor dares to make rash assertions. Lingyou only knows that everything should be done according to the master's orders. Whatever the master says, Lingyou will do it. Even if the master asks Lingyou to die, Lingyou will not do it.

No complaints! Please respect yourself so that you can be aware of yourself! Don’t come to Huanchen Palace again to disturb the master. Your Excellency, please!”

Anyone who dares to openly hurt others in Huanchen Palace must not be a junior with a low status.

I saw the girl wearing a refreshing and clean plain floral dress, with a delicate phoenix bird jade crown on her black hair. Although she wore a cold-looking silver armor mask on her face, the girl raised her head

Judging from the thin corners of her lips with a touch of heroic spirit and the angled line on the edge of her chin exposed outside the mask, she can still picture the rough outline of the girl's face in her mind.[

That will definitely be a girl's face that is unparalleled in the world and has unparalleled youthfulness!

Noble, not inferior to the world!

And she called herself the king. Lingyou thought about the fact that the Seventh Prince was going to marry the Ninth Prince Huang and Feng in recent days, and doubts suddenly entered her thoughts.
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