A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Don't treat monsters as fools. Monsters are also intelligent. Their enemies are unpredictable, so they can't just rush in and have fun. That's why Wuqing was still able to talk nonsense with the big boys for so long. But now, this rigid balance has been broken by Wu Qing!

"Little brother, wait a minute, big brother! I'm coming too!" Gong Tianque jumped over waving his big sword. How could the fight be without him?

But before he even took a step forward, Mr. Gong was pulled back by a strong and perfect hand hooked on his collar. And the owner of this hand was Mu Yijue, who was quietly practicing flying knives with the monster beast along the way.

"You, you can't." Mu Yijue spat out a few words expressionlessly, poking directly at the young master's heart.

No?

No!

The eyes of the disciples of the Gong family shone with the bright light of gossip, and they looked at the calm paralyzed beauty and the hairy young master with awe, and a great light called truth flashed across their faces.

It turns out that their young master is the one below!

After fully understanding the meaning of these two words at all levels, the young master of the Gong family became angry: "Why can't I do this? Why can't my little brother do this with his small body?!"

The word "no" is of great significance. As long as it is a man, he will never be able to stand it, even if he is as big as Gong Tianque!

Wu Qing almost choked to death on his own saliva as he gradually raised his magic power with his hand, and there were three thousand black lines on his forehead. This idiot actually found out the truth, she really "can't do it"! But if she "does it", she probably should cry...

Mu Yijue glanced at the ferocious Gong Tianque, and then at the black-lined Wu Qing. The corners of his mouth curved in a very precious way. Well, a schadenfreude arc.

This smile that was so shallow that it was almost imperceptible disappeared in an instant, and then the paralyzed beauty's handsome face collapsed, and she directly threw two words into the face of the young master. "idiot!"

Gong Tianque was so angry that his nose was crooked: "You are an idiot! Your whole family is an idiot! This young master is so talented and knowledgeable that he can conquer the battlefield and enter the study room. How can I be an idiot!"

Everyone rolled their eyes, not surprised at the two of them flirting without restraint. The children of the Gong family were extremely happy. The relationship between their young master and his "wife" was so good!

"Killing requires no pretense. What you do is to attack the fatal point first!" Wu Qing's cold voice recalled people's thoughts, "The throat is the first choice for killing!"

There was just a snapping sound, and all the ink fans with dark blood streaks spread out, and the black color cut through the sound of the wind. The fans rose and fell, and the blood stains spread across the sky.

Turning her wrist, the ink fan in Wu Qing's hand spun like a black magic lotus, drawing the wind back to her hand infinitely. And in front of her, the claws of a dark demon wolf almost pierced her face.

However, such a thrilling action was destined to never happen. The dark demon wolf's huge body was stiff in the air, its green eyes widened as if it had seen something incredible, and it was difficult to close its eyes.

The next second, the blood in the aorta in the demon wolf's throat surged like a fountain!

"It's just that no one can always be lucky enough to succeed with one strike. If not..." The lingering words entangled the dense black mist and spread in the cold air, and the white pear blossom had disappeared. In place.

"Then cripple it!" The pale shadow of the moon-white robe is like the wind, and the small and exquisite ink fan rotates in Wu Qing's hand. The afterimage flies away like flying flowers passing through the jade lamp, and the flowing ink light reaches the clouds and steps on the moon. , arousing a cold and astringent sound.

"Eyes, spine, belly, limbs!" Wu Qing flipped his hand, the ink fan's bones gathered up, and shot into the air like cold fragments, piercing the soft belly of a demon wolf without any hindrance.

With a stabbing sound, the bloody Demonic Folding Fan directly penetrated the Demonic Wolf's body and jumped into the air. It slapped the fan bone and spread it out, and the blood stained on it was shaken to the ground. The blood lines soaked in crimson reflected the dim skylight like the demonic red moon in the ominous night, bright and thrilling!

Facing an existence that cannot be killed instantly, weakening the opponent's power bit by bit is the best option. No matter how strong a person is, as long as he is missing a part, especially a crucial part in battle, he will be left with indelible wounds both mentally and physically.

However, doing so is more cruel than killing the other party. It would be better to survive with a broken body than to survive with a single knife! But Wu Qing believes that in this life-and-death situation, cruelty becomes insignificant.

"Put it away!" Wu Qing shouted softly, and the ink fan immediately closed up automatically and returned to her fair hand obediently. Jumping through the dense group of dark demonic wolves, her slender and tall figure is as agile as a snake, her soul-stirring ink fan cuts iron like mud, and various broken limbs and broken arms are mixed with the heart-rending wails of the demonic beasts. A road of bones.

"You can be kind, and no one will force you to be cruel, but..." Wu Qing stopped mid-sentence. The movement in his hand paused, and the ink fan that almost pierced the demon wolf's chest suddenly turned and was violently struck. Received it back.

However, instead of running away in fright, the demon wolf did not express gratitude for the so-called kindness of not killing. Instead, it roared upward, grabbed Wu Qing's shoulder with its front paws, and bit Wu Qing's exposed neck with its bloody mouth. go.

"My lord, be careful!" There was no time to think about the second half of Wu Qing's words in his throat, and the hearts of Gong Mu and the two children were so high.

The corner of his lips opened in a cold and vague arc. Wuqing calmly turned his head to avoid the orangutan stench exhaled from the dark demon wolf's mouth. Then he stretched out his long arm and grasped its throat accurately with five fingers. .

The absolute restraint of force caused the dark demon wolf to be imprisoned in mid-air, its open mouth froze, and its long and slender fangs almost touched Wu Qing's soft white neck.

As long as Wu Qing's reaction was slower for just a moment, as long as she had even the slightest pity and hesitation, as long as her control of strength was even a little weaker, she would be covered in blood!

"What a mess!" Han Zhao frowned and spoke in disapproval. One spring and autumn year, three hundred and sixty-five days and nights, Wu Qing seemed to have changed, and yet nothing seemed to have changed. He was still as free as he wanted, and was still the same. He is so arrogant and willful, and he still likes to hang his life on the dead pine hanging upside down on the cliff wall, challenging life and death!

"Tch, she has done more violent things than this!" Gong Tianque said disapprovingly. Wu Qing lives for his heartbeat every day, not only his own, but also other people's. He is fooling around with Wu Qing. In the past few months, the strength of his heart had increased hundreds of times.

The taciturn Mu Yijue glanced at Xi Zhao silently. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that this noble-like elder of the Mu family had an inexplicable relationship with Wu Qing.