Is the system pissed off today?

Chapter 98 98. The Princess Married Far [3]

After Jing Jue finished changing her clothes, the big screen showed the words "First Class Student: Jing Jue (Great Wizard) - Summoner" on top of her head.

"First-level student: Su Jia—Master of the wind system: Sister Jing!"

"Principal: In order for the alumni to chat in a friendly group, the anonymous mode is turned on from now on."

The elf queen held a stick figure in her hand and asked him to warn the students who wantonly abused them one by one.

"I'm dying of laughter, just change the name, and you can be so excited."

"What about the hottest person?"

……

After Jing Jue took a long and boring oath in front of the stone statue in front of the temple, he was finally released.

She was holding a book in her hand, which was the notes that the gray-robed wizard had researched himself, and densely memorized a string of words, revealing the meaning of wanting to help others seize power.

"There is no one around the third princess for the time being."

When Jing Jue went out, the old man said this unexpectedly. He turned to look at the group of blue-robed wizards with disgust in his eyes.

Finally shaking his head and sighing.

The wizard is not long to live, and Jing Jue can feel the death in him.

At this time, the little princess had been waiting outside for a long time, her mouth raised high.

"How old are you three princesses?"

Jing Jue looked at the little princess and asked.

"She is older than us. She was brought back by her father when she was in her 20s. Her mother is unknown."

The little princess's disgust was evident in her eyes, she tugged on Jing Jue's sleeve, and pointed to the portrait in her hand.

Jing Jue understood what she wanted, and then dangled back the pen and paper in front of her.

"After you get married, you can watch it every day."

The little princess snorted and blushed, "Who wants to marry him?"

"But it would be his honor if he can marry me."

The little princess looked up and to the right, erratically.

When he came back to his senses, Jing Jue's figure had disappeared.

little princess:! ! !

Recalling the old man's words, Jing Jue became curious about the third princess who had never met before, and didn't know where the third princess was. Jing Jue walked in the palace wearing a dazzling white robe.

Finally came to a side hall, where the trees were decayed and withered, and the grass was overgrown.

"Are you from the eldest princess?"

A guard looked at Jing Jue with fear in his eyes and said, "You still don't want to go in."

The smell of blood spread from the inside of the hall to the outside of the hall, and a pale-faced familiar maid escaped with a lump of blood dripping from her. It was a dead canary.

"Who's inside?" Jing Jue asked.

"Yes...it's the third princess." The guard's head was covered with cold sweat, and his legs were already weak just seeing the white robe.

And the people who passed by and saw Jing Jue almost all behaved like him, all lowered their heads, hurriedly walked, and quietly fled from her side, looking extremely scared.

"I belong to the third princess, and I just took office."

"impossible!"

"My good sister stuffed me again? Didn't the one from last time just be sent back to her?"

A woman in a gorgeous retro black dress with a green ribbon around her neck came out of the hall.

After seeing Jing Jue's white robe, cruelty flashed in his eyes. There seemed to be a scratch on the princess's right hand. It should be newly cut. new injury.

All in all, with the dark dress, it is difficult to praise his appearance.

Behind the three princesses was another servant. The servant raised his head and saw the top of Jing Jue's head, with resentment in his eyes.

Xiu Rou's hair was disheveled, a palm print was printed on the left cheek, and a head was held in both hands.

"Go away, send this thing back."

The third princess frowned, then looked at Jing Jue domineeringly, "You say you are mine?"

Jing Jue looked at the tyrannical eyes of the third princess with suspicion, and there was also a slight trace of hope.

So he answered meekly and humbly, "Yes."

"Come in."

The princess tugged at her skirt, which obviously didn't fit, and walked back to the room.

Passing by a reflective wall, Jing Jue saw the profile of the princess—it belonged to another girl.

(End of this chapter)