Zhan Beihan was indeed attracted by the attention and stared at her coldly.
Xiao Lingyue looked at him with his eyes and said slowly: "Actually, His Highness and Prince Yi are still old friends. I have met so many times before, but now I can't recognize him when I meet. Your Highness is really a noble person who forgets things...
....”
An old friend?
Zhan Beihan raised his eyebrows coldly, "Stop talking about these useless nonsense, who are you?"
"Didn't I say it? I'm an old friend." Xiao Lingyue deliberately hung his appetite, and the movement behind him became faster and faster. The strong hemp rope of the fishing net was cut one by one, gradually revealing the gap.
It's still a little bit...it's going to be done soon.
Xiao Lingyue didn't care about the sharp blade that might have cut his fingers. She tried hard and finally cut off the last fishing net rope.
She struggled to sit up, raised her head, and said to the man seriously: "Zhan Beihan, I am Wei Shaorong."
"..." Zhan Beihan's pupils shrank!
In an instant, Xiao Lingyue broke through the fishing net, shook his hand and covered his head, and then flew out of the pavilion like a spirit swallow.
Zhan Beihan was covered with a fishing net and instantly realized that he had been fooled. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "Shen, evening!"
Xiao Lingyue's back felt cold and she ran faster without looking back.
At the same time, Zhan Beihan's sharp sword was unsheathed, and the cold sword light cut through the night like lightning.
The firm fishing net was chopped into pieces and spilled down in the blink of an eye.
Zhan Beihan held the sword, and was full of anger and murderous aura. He chased Xiao Lingyue without hesitation. He held the sword and stabbed her in the back: "I will kill you!"
It came too fast.
Xiao Lingyue had to turn around to resist. The soft sword in her hand hit the sword edge. The terrible force shocked her three steps back, and her fingers were numb.
Before he could relieve his time, Zhan Beihan's face turned gloomy and he held his sword and stabbed him hard again.
Xiao Lingyue complained and could only resist, but found that the man was angry, and his sword was more fierce and domineering than the other. The violent sword light intertwined like a net of heaven and earth, covering her from head to toe.
It's over, I'm so angry...
Now I can't even run away.
Xiao Lingyue smiled bitterly, and said helplessly while resisting, "Your Highness, there is no need to be so angry, right? You catch me with the fishing net and I will return the fishing net to you. Isn't this a reciprocity exchange?"
"Who is polite to you!" Zhan Beihan roared angrily, and he thorned her heart with a tricky sword.
bite!
Xiao Lingyue turned her hand back in time to resist, and the sharp sword edge was stabbing in the center of the soft sword, and the force hit the heart through the blade.
She suddenly felt a burst of blood in her chest and her face turned pale.
Zhan Beihan is the top martial arts master in the seven kingdoms and a strong man. She is not his opponent in terms of physical strength or internal strength. She will definitely suffer a loss when facing each other head-on.
If he catches him again, it will not be so easy to get out...
But, she also has her own advantages.
That is close combat, and he is controlled by his body advantage.
A trace of coldness flashed across Xiao Lingyue's eyebrows and eyes, and she suddenly raised her hand and shook it. The soft sword wrapped around Zhan Beihan's blade like a poisonous snake.
She rushed up like lightning, as if she was about to pounce into his arms, and slashed hard at his neck with a knife in her left hand.
Zhan Beihan immediately avoided the enemy, but she didn't expect that she just flicked her shot. While he was distracted, the soft sword in her right hand slashed back hard, and the weapons of the two people flew out at the same time, and the Dingdang fell to the ground.