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

Black hair, green eyes, raised eyes, a charming smile, the sixth palace pink and white colorless!

Without looking at the thing on the ground, Jiuwei snuggled into Wu Qing's arms weakly and bonelessly. He raised his jade arm and hooked it around her neck. He brought it close to her ear and breathed like orchid: "Capture the thief first, capture the king. Sister, I have worked hard and achieved great results, what reward can I get from my master?"

She could no longer hear the two good friends talking about each other. Yi Jinru lowered her head and stared at the head that rolled down below her. When she saw the face of the head clearly, she let out a sigh, Blood spilled across the pavilion, and she passed out completely.

The leader of the Shenyin Sect is dead, the hall masters and elders have been cleared away in the auditorium, the young master has been captured, and the Shenyin Sect is doomed!

"I will reward you with a harem, and beauty Jiuwei will throw it in whoever she likes!" He kissed Jiuwei's tender face without restraint, and Wu Qing turned his head to look down with satisfaction, smiling. With a solemn look on her face, she shouted loudly, "Mo Yan Pavilion and the Gong family obey the order and all retreat!"

The sound mixed with the deep inner energy resounded in all directions. The members of the Moyan Pavilion executed their killing moves swiftly, regardless of inflicting a few blows on their opponents. Thousands of people retreated like a tide.

The people from the Gong family also quickly stopped, not realizing there was anything wrong with following Wu Qing's orders, and simply left the scene.

Suddenly, only the stunned people from Tianyuan Palace and Shenyin Sect were left in the huge Shenyin Sect. But this situation could not last long, and the hoarse but inexplicably ethereal voice danced in the air again: "Where is the Weeping Blood Army!"

The next second, dozens of voices unified into one roar that resounded throughout the world: "The Weeping Blood Legion pays homage to the Lord!"

Dozens of black shadows passed by, using the corpses as a blanket, and dozens of members of the Moyan Pavilion suddenly appeared in the open space. They are also dressed in black, and they are also full of murderous aura. The only difference is that these tribesmen are followed by a monster.

Dark wolf, dark lion, dark snake...

All dark monsters!

Wu Qing's lips turned into a strange curve. This was the army of dark monsters formed after coming out of the Thousand Layers Palace! One man and one beast, invincible! And today, she wants to try out the training results of these scammers over the past month!

The people in the Shenyin Sect were just scared, but the people in the Tianyuan Palace who knew the truth took a breath of air-conditioning. The dark monster is unruly and can make so many dark monsters serve her. Who is she?

"The Weeping Blood Legion listens to the order, kill everyone from Tianyuan Palace and Shenyin Sect on the spot!" Sonorous and powerful words were issued, and blood-stained murderous aura burst out from the seemingly slender figure, raising black hair. Three thousand!

"I will live up to my destiny!" Dozens of iron-blooded roars were mixed with the bloodthirsty roars of the monster beasts, and murderous intent surged. One person and one beast, dozens of figures dispersed, their combat skills scattered, wolves howled and tigers roared, and the Shura field took shape again.

Below, there is purgatory on earth, above, a man in white robe is lazy, looking coldly at the Shura field, talking softly and teasingly.

My heart is full of affection but little affection, who knows?

After Wu leaned over, Dai Yan was holding a glazed wine pot, standing like a cloud with the wind. The breeze ruffled her long hair and skirt, making it difficult to hide her beauty.

The left hand holds the crotch-shaped Jiuwei, and the two fingers of the right hand hold the wine glass. The clear wine soaks the rim of the glass and gently overflows. The elegant wine fragrance blurs Wu Qing's unparalleled face.

Make wine with green plums and show off your romance. Take the world by storm, no need to prepare!

On the day of X, month, XXXX in the human world calendar, the conspiracy between Tianyuan Palace and the Shenyin Sect went bankrupt, and the Shenyin Sect, a great sect in the art of music control that had been rising for hundreds of years, was declared extinct! Moyan Pavilion has reached a new height, now standing on a three-legged basis with the two great dynasties!

The Weeping Blood Legion cleans up the battlefield very smoothly. Whether the Shenyin Sect members are disciples who are proficient in sound control or guards who are proficient in magic, they are no match for them even if there are no dark monsters. As for the people of Tianyuan Palace, those with higher cultivation levels and greater threats have long been slaughtered by the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Clan. Although the rest are a bit difficult to deal with, the Weeping Blood Army has finally completed its mission, and there are no injuries. Death.

"Hey, get rich, get rich! Three million silver, five million, seven million..." On the cliff at the entrance to the Ancient Tomb, everyone from the Gong family and Moyan Pavilion gathered. At the front, Zuo Shi placed a golden abacus and made a crackling sound on the ground, grinning almost from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

The job of exterminating a family involves not only killing people, but also cleaning up the opponent's small treasury. Zuo Shiwei Yang shook the golden abacus and roared, leading the profiteers from the Mo Department to rush towards the treasure house of Shenyin Sect.

The Shenyin Sect has done a lot of bad things secretly. At least it was established earlier than Moyan Pavilion. It has been doing bad things for a longer period of time, and usually the accumulation of wealth is directly proportional to the length of time it has been doing bad things. Therefore, that treasure trove of treasures and strange langs Xuan Shan blinded Zuo Shi.

As a reclusive family, the Gong family naturally does not lack such things, and without Wu Qing's intervention, it would not be easy for them to complete Luanyan Loli's plan, so the young master Gong waved his hand generously, and all the things in this storehouse were returned. All owned by Moyan Pavilion.

"How much is it worth? Ten million taels? Fifteen million taels? Oops, I miscalculated again! Darling, it's a good thing your Shenyin Sect didn't do anything good!" Zuo Shi muttered alone while holding the golden abacus. , smiled obscenely and crazily, "Ten million taels, twelve million taels..."

"Wei Yang!" Wei Xiaoyang suddenly heard a loud roar, which made his hands tremble in fright, and the golden arithmetic beads became a mess.

The left envoy turned his head and shouted at the ferocious face of the right envoy: "Be quiet, envoy!"

"Funds! My funds! Homura's funds!" The right envoy thrust a big knife into the ground, "Now that you have made a fortune, should you pay back the funds you have deducted from our Homura for so many years? You can't gain weight by eating alone!"

Moyan Pavilion is extremely rich, but the subordinates who go out on official business are so poor that they almost sleep on the street. Who would believe it? !

"My figure is just right, I don't want to gain weight!" He slapped the right commander's fierce face away with a disgusting slap, and the left commander quickly moved his fingers, reset the abacus to zero, and continued to calculate again.

His right hand made a sudden noise and almost fainted: "You bastard! I will ask... ask... His Highness the Crown Prince for funds later!"

"Go ahead and ask Sekimoto to do something!" Zuo Shi rolled his eyes. After all, he wasn't just asking for money!

Hearing this, the envoy on your right suddenly laughed, and smiled sinisterly: "I want His Highness the Crown Prince to increase taxes on the Mo Ministry's business to compensate for the loss of funds he has given me!"

After a moment of silence, a scream rang through the trees: "Fu Chi, you bastard!"

His Royal Highness Prince Qing, who was at the front looking at his cheaters: "..." Her right-hand man finally grew a brain.

"You did a good job this time." Looking at the large group of men and women in black who were dressed in elegant outfits, Wu Qing's lips showed a ripple of pleasure.

After not seeing each other for a few months, the average strength of these elites in Moyan Pavilion has reached the peak of Xuanqing, and many of them have reached the realm of Dailan. Although this was due to Mo Yan Pavilion's abundant supply of elixirs and herbs, it also benefited from their fighting skills in actual combat.