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Chapter 107 Evil is like Shura

Chapter 107 Evil is like Shura

Author: Yaoshu

Chapter 107 Evil is like Shura

No matter how the prince understood it, he finally didn't cause any trouble to Huo Yue, and he woke up refreshed the next morning.

Qin Hua very much suspected that he was pretending yesterday just to make her bow her head and cede territory to pay compensation.

After breakfast, continue on the road.

Although the carriage was on an official road and the carriage was very sturdy, sitting in the carriage swaying around and doing nothing would drive people crazy.

Qin Hua simply ran out to ride a horse. When the prince saw her, he just looked at her faintly and said nothing. However, after arriving at the post house in the evening, Qin Hua didn't sleep for even a quarter of an hour the whole night, let alone riding a horse the next morning.

He was carried into the carriage by the prince in his sleep.

When she woke up, it was already noon. The prince was busy flipping through the book and gently combing her black hair with one hand: "I have prepared a horse for an outing in the snow. Do you want to ride it, my beloved concubine?"

With this expression and this attitude, who can believe that he acted like an animal without restraint last night?

However, any tenderness is fake. It looks like concern, but is actually a threat.

Injury and bleeding may not necessarily make Qin Hua's memory long, but the pain all over her body and the indescribable heat will definitely make her understand what it means to assess the situation.

Angrily, she pulled the blanket over her head, saying that she would never talk to this black-hearted gangster again.

The Crown Prince's eyes were full of helplessness and doting. What could he do if the Crown Princess had a little temper? He could only coax her patiently.

Qin Hua huddled in the blanket and gritted her teeth fiercely: Get out! Beast!!!

Because she slept too much during the day, Qin Hua became more energetic at night, but she was afraid that the prince would torment her, so she would not move even when she was awake. She just lay there stiffly looking at the bed curtain, waiting for sleep to fall.

Suddenly, several ghostly shadows flashed past the corner of the window. Qin Hua subconsciously wanted to sit up, but an arm pushed her back.

The person next to her hugged her whole body and rubbed her cheek affectionately: "Sleep."

This guy didn't sleep either.

"Who's out there?"

Judging from his understanding attitude, it was definitely for him.

"It's just an insignificant thing, don't pay attention to it. If you really can't sleep, why don't we do something else~~~~"

Qin Hua shut up, closed her eyes, turned around, and did it all at once.

I really accepted this gangster, I'm not ashamed.

Except for those ghostly shadows, there was nothing in the end, nothing happened, nothing happened.

Qin Hua thought that Jingzhe and the others had solved the problem, but on the fourth night, just as he was fast asleep, a fire broke out in the post house.

Qin Hua was held in Chu Yunjiang's arms and sat on the roof, watching helplessly as Nuo Da's Guanyi was swallowed up by fire in an instant.

"The water is leaking, let's put out the fire!"

"Hurry, retreat quickly, the fire is coming."

"Hurry up and get water from the pond."

"The files were all burned..."

The hotel was in chaos, and the fire was soaring into the sky, just like daylight. In the strong flames, several black shadows quickly passed by, and then they all headed towards the roof as if they had finally found their target.

Qin Hua wanted to break away from the prince's hand and fight, but he hugged her and started to run away.

Using Miao Miao's Qing Gong to the extreme, Qin Hua could only see the surrounding scenery quickly retreating, and he was far away from the burning place in the blink of an eye.

"Keng!"

Jingzhe appeared out of nowhere, blocked the killer's blow with his sword, and fought together in the blink of an eye.

Qin Hua looked over Chu Yunjiang's shoulder. Not only were they awakened, but a dozen shadows that looked like dark ghosts appeared from the darkness, and swooped towards the killers like owl wings spread at night.

The sound of fighting could no longer be heard, but the sparks from the swords were faintly visible.

Chu Yunjiang's steps stopped at an inconspicuous house. She walked in with familiarity and went directly to the bedroom.

The bed has been made, and a charcoal basin has been placed in the house.

Qin Hua was put into bed, and then he lay down in her bed and hugged her again: "Go to sleep, we have to go on the road tomorrow."

Qin Hua: "..."

The dark roof and the familiar embrace made her suspect that she had just had a dream.

The first time she encountered an enemy, she was carried and safely moved from one place to another without even touching her feet.

She was obviously skilled in martial arts, but she was protected like a delicate little girl with weak martial arts. Chu Yunjiang wrapped her up tightly the whole time to avoid the wind blowing on her.

She had only experienced this feeling of being held in someone's hand by her father when she was a child.

Different from the pounding of her heart due to her heartbeat before, now it seemed as if a warm current slowly flowed to her heart, filling her heart with warmth and a hint of sweetness.

No one doesn't like to be cherished. She used to be a little girl who loved to act coquettishly.

It's a pity that the mother abandoned their father and daughter, and the father was too busy with the war to accompany her. He was forced to understand the warmth and coldness of human nature, was forced to grow up, and finally learned to kill without expression in the blood-drenched battlefield.

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There are also Sister Man Yue and the eldest brother who feel sorry for her as a little girl and always want to take care of her and protect her, but she has long been armored and has forgotten her weakness.

Unexpectedly, her armor, which was so hard that she was not afraid of life and death, was unexpectedly taken off by the prince in such a soft way.

But Qin Hua was only greedy for a moment, and she didn't allow herself to be weak.

The house is filled with incense, and the light woody fragrance makes people feel at ease and calm.

When the breathing of the person beside him became more and more steady, the prince slowly got down to the ground, his gorgeous clothes glowing with a cool arc in the night.

In the night, some people heard the sounds of fighting outside and gritted their teeth, not daring to make any sound. The smell of blood was so strong and nauseating that even the raging cold wind could not dissipate it.

The killer was highly skilled in martial arts, and they were still locked in a stalemate after fighting with Jingzhe for so long. Both sides were injured, and blood was spread all over the wall.

The figure of the prince slowly appeared, and the killers instantly found their target and burst out with powerful explosive power. They completely ignored Jingzhe and others and rushed towards the prince with all their strength.

"Swish, swish, swish..." The hidden weapon exploded, like a dragnet, instantly covering the prince.

The prince had a ghostly figure and was so fast that he could only catch the afterimage, and quickly dodged the hidden weapons.

The killer's real killing move is not a hidden weapon. Behind the overwhelming hidden weapons, a full moon-like scimitar flies towards him. It is as bright as a silver moon and dazzling with murderous intent. It goes straight for the head.

"clang!"

A slender soft sword entered the silver snake and exited the hole, rotated to block, and caused the scimitar to fly back in a perfect arc. The murderous intent did not decrease but increased.

He can dodge scimitars like the moon and silver snakes that bite his heart.

"Pfft!" He turned back, the sword came out, and blood poured out.

The dignified prince is actually more like a killer than those killers.

All the killers were killed, and blood flowed down the wall like a stream.

The prince looked in the direction of the divine capital in the north, with the corners of his lips raised. He was as evil as Shura, and his blood-stained eyes were evil and seductive: "I really can't wait..."

Huahua: Put me down so I can fight.

Prince: My daughter-in-law is so delicate, so she must be protected!

(End of chapter)


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