Chapter 492 The new transfer student Ansu

Author: Bird Yiming

Chapter 492 The new transfer student Ansu

"I didn't hit him, he did it himself." Lu Ziqing was speechless, "Look how you look like a princess? Be more reserved and dignified!"

"Why do you look like my mother?"

While the two were talking, Lu Ziqing was pulled by Princess Huyang's sleeves and ran away without a trace. Lu Ziqing had to run with him, otherwise his clothes would be torn.

The people who were kneeling around stood up as if they had been granted amnesty. They felt that there was nothing more incredible in the world than this. With an appearance like this, how could Dugu Bai win the favor of Princess Huyang?

Lu Ziqing was pulled by Hu Yang and ran all the way to the entrance of the academy. Hu Yang didn't let go until he met the Shenying warrior who was checking the students' identities.

"Princess, Dugu is defeated!" Tang Buque, the chief protector, looked relieved when he saw the two of them. "You two came just in time. A new student is transferred to Tianhongyuan today. You take him away."

"Can't he walk by himself?" Princess Huyang was not interested in leading others.

"Although this one can walk, I'm afraid that he will wander around." Tang Buque murmured to the middle of the road, "It's best to leave it to you two."

"Who is so arrogant?" The two of them turned around and saw a man lying in the middle of the road in the academy, causing everyone around him to walk around him.

Lu Ziqing narrowed his eyes, oh, it's you! Princess Huyang also recognized it and said unexpectedly: "It's that Prince Loulan, what's his name..."

Ansu was Prince Loulan who was sent to the Great Zhou Dynasty as a hostage. He was arrogant and domineering and deliberately caused trouble. As a result, he offended Lu Ziqing and Huyang, and was beaten and imprisoned. The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Grand Master secretly plotted for many years.

Play a big game of chess, kill the Loulan Prince, and then send Ansu back to take over the throne. Therefore, on the surface, you still have to show great care for the Loulan Prince.

Naturally, that is just official writing on the surface. In fact, Ansu's thoughts and personal wishes are not important at all. Anyway, as long as King Loulan dies, the Great Zhou Dynasty will send an army to support Ansu to return to the throne, and then the army will protect Ansu.

Ansu was stationed there justifiably, and Loulan could no longer jump up and down.

Lu Ziqing and Hu Yang stood at the door and watched from a distance. They saw that someone had already been dissatisfied with Ansu, because Ansu was lying in the middle of the road, wearing a Loulan cotton robe, with his legs crossed, occupying a position that was more than one person wide.

Moreover, he is nine feet tall, so he really takes up a lot of space. Now that there are many people on the road, it naturally hinders everyone's walking.

Some girls pointed at Ansu, wondering who he was.

Someone whispered: "I heard he is Prince Loulan, the future King of Loulan."

"Ah? Is this a prince?" Several girls frowned, "Why does he look like a mangy dog? He looks so fierce, and there is a scar on his face. If I didn't know he was Prince Loulan, I thought he was Duan Feixiong's brother.

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"He looks quite strong, like a bear."

"Aren't you a bear? When it comes to foreign princes, His Highness Abbas is more handsome."

"There is no comparison with our princes from the Zhou Dynasty. Whether it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince or Prince Guangli, they are both graceful and graceful. How can they look like beggars and ruffians lying in the middle of the road."

Ansu picked up his nose and flicked it towards the girls. The booger hit one girl's face. There was a scream, and the girl wiped it again and again, her face turned red with anger.

Ansu laughed twice and was very proud. Although Dazhou had caught him and imprisoned him for many days, didn't he have nothing to do with him? He could neither send him back nor kill him. After a few beatings, he

After spending time in prison, he finally figured it out. In Dazhou, he was a prince at best, but a hostage at worst. But he was a very important hostage, and no matter what, he couldn't be killed. In terms of face, he was a very important hostage.

You have to get by so as not to be criticized by others.

After Ansu figured it out, he made up his mind to be a stone in the latrine, oh no, to be a real Prince of Loulan, embodying the tenacious character of wealth and wealth, not being promiscuous, being mighty and unyielding, and maintaining his own dignity even if he has no dignity. In short,

If the people on Da Zhou's side can't be happy and have nothing to do with him, then that's right.

A boy strode forward angrily and came to Ansu to argue. He was still about ten feet away when suddenly a powerful force blocked his way. The boy tried his best to stop his feet, but he couldn't move anymore.

Taking a step forward, he suddenly realized how powerful he was. He walked around obediently and said respectfully: "It's insulting to gentlemen! Forget it, we don't have the same experience as him!"

At this time, Li Ang and Qi Mulang from Qilin Court came over, chatting and laughing with a few people. Others were walking in from the outside, but they were walking in from the inside. They planned to go to the Silk Pavilion to see if Li Waner was back.

.Since they originally liked to walk side by side and swaggered in the middle of the road, they were blocked by Ansu when they got here.

The people around him remained silent and shrank to the sides, waiting to watch the excitement.

"Hey, where did this bastard come from? He's lying dead in the middle of the road." Li Ang stepped forward and was about to step over Ansu. Suddenly, a strong force of energy blocked him and knocked him away.

Can't stand still.

"It took a while." Qi Mulang laughed ferociously, and used the stone skin technique with everyone else, instantly increasing his weight three times and his strength several times, and forced himself to move forward.

All eight of them were doing this, which was equivalent to the weight of dozens of people rushing forward. Their feet kept kicking, and Ansu's Gangqi was kicked like thunder. Ansu couldn't lie down on the ground anymore, so he turned around and sat down.

He stood up and looked at these people coldly.

"Hey, this person is not dead?" Li Ang and Qi Mulang laughed. Did you see? He was saved by our brothers!

People around him were cheering. In the past, the Four Evils and Four Hegemons were very annoying, but now they are all core disciples of the Qilin Sect, and sometimes they can still act as a protective umbrella for everyone.

The girl whose nose was slapped by Ansu shouted with several friends: "Teach him a lesson, this Prince Loulan is very bad!"

"Oh, are you the one named An... Quail?" Qi Mulang rolled his blue eyes and deliberately gave Ansu a nickname, and sure enough, everyone immediately laughed.

Ansu stood up and kept rising. He was two heads taller than several others.

Li Ang sneered lightly, you are so big, are you afraid of you?

When Lu Ziqing and Hu Yang walked over, they heard screams from the crowd, and then the onlookers ran away. There was already a fight inside. Six of the four vicious and powerful people were already lying on the ground.

Everyone's noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and their stone skin was scattered. Only Li Ang and Qi Mulang were still fighting with Ansu. Ansu beat them easily, grabbed Li Ang's neck with one hand, and kicked him up.

Smashed it at Qi Mulang.
Chapter completed!