Cang Xiyao couldn't help shouting out, and at the same time, she raised her hand, and a silver light shot out like a flying giant, just blocking the flight path of the sleeve arrow.
With a crisp sound of "Dang!", the sleeve arrow was knocked down by the unknown object in Cang Xiyao's hand.
"Hmph, did you see clearly? That is the weapon of King Lanling: the Coiling Dragon Sword! You are King Lanling Cang Xiyao." The man in black said coldly.
Cang Xiyuan smiled and shrugged:
"I have never denied it."
The woman in white still didn't believe it. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Bai Yuyue who had reached the other side, and asked loudly: "Then who is she?"
"I've heard for a long time that Prince Lanling is a man of style and suave, and there is never a shortage of women around him. Presumably, this is also your crush." The man in black said coldly.
Cang Xiyuan smiled and saw her arriving on the other side, so she laughed loudly:
"She? My sweetheart? When did my vision become so shallow?"
"That's right, he's such a playboy, I hate him just looking at him!"
When Bai Yuyue heard Cang Xiyao's comments, he couldn't help but argue loudly.
"We will discuss Prince Lanling's housework later."
The man in black sneered, "Now, please invite Prince Lanling and that girl to come with us."
Cang Xiyuan smiled and said: "I want to go with you! I want to see how gentle the real Jiangnan women are. But..."
"But what?"
"But she doesn't want to go to Jiangnan... No, to be precise, she doesn't want to 'go back' with you now."
"What do you mean?"
"it means……"
Cang Xiyuan smiled, her narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and the sword in her hand rushed out like a flying giant: