In the playful eyes of the young man in blue robe, Chang Fengyu walked over very slowly step by step.

"Your Highness..." Suddenly, Mao Jiugui shouted, almost making Chang Fengyu stagger in fright.

"What are the ghosts howling?" Chang Fengyu touched his chest, turned around and yelled fiercely.

"Hey hey hey!" Mao Jiu ran over in a hurry, but did not stop beside Chang Fengyu, and actually came directly in front of the blue-robed young man.

"Which family are you a young master from? This robe is so expensive!" Mao Jiu leaned forward and narrowed his eyes in an extremely flattering manner.

"Hahahaha——" Suddenly, the people around him stopped and burst into laughter. One of them even spit out the drink in his mouth.

"Chacha! Where did this country bumpkin come from? Even he doesn't know him. He is Pan Ruo'an, the sixth son of the prime minister's family!" The man in blue robe did not speak. A scholar in white clothes next to him spoke first, with a full tone in his voice.

It's disdain.

"Oh?" Mao Jiu thought thoughtfully, then approached the young man in blue robe and said, "I want to tell you something. Do you want to know?"

"Huh?" The man in blue robe lazily slumped in the arms of a woman covered in pink brocade. He just raised his eyes lazily but paid no attention to her.

"I told you to show off!" Suddenly, Mao Jiu jumped up, kicked over the table in front of the man, and ducked directly in front of the man.

"Snapped----"

Without any scruples, he slapped the fair face, sending him flying several distances and almost flying out of the tent.

"The feeling of being slapped in the face is so good. No wonder His Highness said that when you hit someone, you should slap them in the face!" While talking to himself, Mao Jiu had already jumped in front of Chang Fengyu and lowered his head obsequiously, but there was still a "silly smile" at the corner of his mouth.

", slowly recalling the feeling of comfort on the palm of my hand.

"Ah! You damn slave!" It was only then that the blue-robed young man slowly sobered up from his drunkenness, screamed, and immediately dodged towards Mao Jiu, drawing out a water-blue sharp sword.

It was chopped down directly.

"Ding--"

However, at the moment when the sharp peak came into contact with Mao Jiu, two green jade fingers suddenly appeared at the tip of the sword. They directly caught Jian Feng and clamped the sword blade, blocking the falling sword.

Castrate!

"Princess Baihua, do you think you should give me an explanation for being such a conniving slave?" Pan Ruoan was extremely angry when he was blocked. He turned back and was about to kill again, but he saw the murderous cold eyes of the jade finger.

He suddenly shrunk his neck, but he was not timid at all because of his anger.

He and Baihuaxian were already on par with each other in terms of cultivation, but their status was far inferior to the other's. Although he was of the Shuiyuan Demon Clan's bloodline, compared to the other's Heavenly Fox bloodline, his strength seemed to improve much more slowly. Don't worry.

It seems that his current cultivation level is comparable to that of Baihua Sha, but in a few years, he will definitely be far away from him. This is the scary thing about the female inheritor of Tianhu bloodline, and also the fact that the entire girl empire is controlled by women.

One of the main reasons why women dominate men with only one-tenth the number of women is that they have high status and status.

Some people have even said that even if all the non-royal female monks in the Maiden Empire were united, they would not necessarily be a match for His Majesty and the dozen or so princesses in the empire!

"Explain? You insulted me first, murdered me second, and now I am punishing you, and you still want to explain?" Bai Huaxian did not speak, but Chang Fengyu on the side pushed away the edge of his sword and slowly came forward,

He stared directly at the man in blue robe: "I wonder what kind of explanation Mr. Pan wants?"

"Pa--" As he said this, he waved his hand away and received another slap in the face. Chang Fengyu struck out so fast that even Bai Huaxian didn't see the movement of that palm clearly.

But this time, Chang Fengyu could only return in vain. He had been taken advantage of by Mao Jiu in vain before. At this time, he had already woken up. With his perfect cultivation in the realm of demon transformation, he actually took over the task forcefully.

Chang Feng Yu gained a huge strength of thirty thousand kilograms.

"Humph!" He snorted coldly. The man took the lead and bullied him regardless of Baihua's shy obstruction. He directly waved his fists and feet to greet Chang Fengyu. As he waved his fists, blue demonic energy flowed out repeatedly.

It turned out to be a rare demonic energy, or an extremely pure water-attributed demonic energy.
Chapter completed!