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

Signboards are hung high, either delicate or casual, or even just a plaque with no words on them, and the front doors of shops on both sides of the street are wide open. There are scattered stalls on both sides of the street where the carriages pass by, selling a variety of things from wontons to weapons.

The wine shop is full of customers, and the stalls are filled with people coming and going, including young men in fine clothes, rugged men in animal skins, and children with braids. The shops in Beiyu still have windows and doors, so practitioners don’t need to use a big knife to split the wall and break through it; the people in Beiyu also have one nose, two eyes, no heads and six arms, and they look just like ordinary people. .

Apart from not being interfered by the shrine, being able to fight at any time and anywhere, not being restricted by many laws, and not being a kind-hearted person walking in the streets, Beiyu is actually no different from the three places in the southeast and west. After all, people live in it, and people have to eat, drink, and eat. The basic layout of a town remains unchanged.

"Kill! Kill! Oh! It was just a close call!"

"Okay! Kill him! Yes, flood the earth! This is the trick!"

"Damn, that's awesome!"

However, after all, this is Beiyu, which everyone is afraid of, so there are still some outstanding differences. Just like the United States, a country with a hodgepodge of cultures, where there are several churches within a hundred miles, there are several gladiatorial arenas located on one street in Beiyu-ri.

There is no need to hide in basements, these arenas are open and open in downtown areas. There are no carved pavilions or fine wines and delicacies. Unlike the Yin Yang Tower in Qianlin City, these are real arenas. Gambling on life, gambling, violence, blood, roaring, shouting, all the signs of a killing field are gathered together!

"Wow, that's amazing!" Xiao Yunlan, who was held in Wu Qing's arms, stretched out her little head in the crowd, her glass eyes full of wonder and yearning reflecting the fighting skills flying in the ring.

"Do you like it?" Wu Qing, who calmly controlled the airflow in the air to push away the crowd and kept pushing forward, rubbed the baby's milk-smooth face and asked lovingly.

"I like it!" Xiao Yunlan blurted out two crisp words without any hesitation.

In the series of training programs for the great sweet and well-behaved little princess of the Light Clan, such rough activities are not allowed. But in a place like Beiyu, how can such a scene be avoided? It's okay if you haven't seen it, at least people who haven't experienced the warmth of the sun will not long for the sun. However, Baby Dai has seen the light clan's suppression of those who try to provoke the Lord's Mansion.

It's okay to have seen it, but Yuyi and the others tried every means to keep Xiao Yunlan away from these violent incidents. Even when they taught her to practice, they only taught her basic self-defense skills. In the words of the Guangming clan, it is enough for their little princess to have their protection, and there is no need to go to the battlefield in person!

Unfortunately, for children, the more things they are not allowed to do, the more interesting they are. This kind of nature is called rebellion in teenagers, and curiosity in little girls.

"Who do you think Xiao Yunlan will win, huh?" Stopping at a place with a good view, Wu Qing glanced at the two people fighting on the ring with the corner of his eyes, and brushed the little girl's hair in a bun. little fur ball.

"Ah?" He spat out a syllable blankly, and Xiao Yunlan stared at the ring with big eyes as clear as the blue sky. His eyes never blinked, as if he wanted to register every move of the two people above. All expressions were recorded.

"Mother, it's so difficult. I can't see it." Xiao Yunlan shook her head in embarrassment until her eyes were sore. She rubbed her eyes and looked up at Wu Qing for help.

Wu Qing naturally wanted to be asked by his precious daughter to show off his talents and give a good explanation to his cute animals. "Does Xiaolan think the two uncles on the stage are equally strong?" She asked instead of answering directly. While speaking, she glanced at the stage.

A fire magician, a water magician, the two gladiators who had just stepped onto the ring were at their most energetic, and every combat skill was unleashed to the fullest. No one was at a disadvantage in the fight between water and fire. , evenly matched.

Daibaobao nodded. Not to mention a child who was only eight or nine years old and had not received strict training. Even the cultivators watching on the scene might not be able to distinguish the strengths and weaknesses of these two people.

If the bets in the arena were so easy to make and the money so easy to make, who would dare to open a casino here?

"Xiao Lan, mother tells you that the uncle in green clothes is a low-grade Yin Shuang fire magician, and the uncle in white clothes is also a low-grade Yin Shuang, but he is a water magician." After pondering for a long time, Wu Qing used a story-telling method. said in a tone of voice. She can flirt with beauties easily, but coaxing children is indeed a skill for her.

"I know this. The lower level of Yinshuang is the level of magicians. Chi Zhaoying said that magicians at this level are very good, but I don't think they are as good as Aunt Yu and Uncle Kong Lu. Aunt Yu is a magician. You can kill them with just one move." After hearing what she knew, Xiao Yunlan's eyes suddenly lit up, remembering the scene when Yu Yi suppressed the rebels, her big eyes shone with little stars of admiration.

"Of course your Aunt Yu and Uncle Kong Lu are powerful," Wu Qing nodded without intending to lower the image of the Lord and his wife in Xiao Yunlan's heart, and then changed his words, "But my mother is more powerful than them."

This method is called foil. She wants to establish a powerful image in the mind of her daughter!

"Really?" Dai Baobao's starry eyes continued to flash, "Can mother display beautiful and beautiful fighting skills? Can mother suppress the rebels in Beiyu alone? Can mother break into Beiyu?" Can the shrine people of Yu be driven out? Can my mother defeat the two uncles above, Aunt Yu and Uncle Konglu?"

Although she was so excited, Xiao Yunlan's tone was still as slow as usual, and every word was extremely clear. This tone had an indescribable cuteness.

"Yes, Xiao Yunlan, do you want to see it?" Wuqing scratched the baby's little nose and agreed without hesitation. This is not a temporary impulse caused by being confused by the stupid baby. These are indeed not difficult for her.

In the past two years since she woke up, Wuqing's divine personality is slowly recovering, and now she can effortlessly use the laws of heaven and earth to erase the existence of people with lower cultivation levels than her. Those with higher cultivation than her will lose because those people are rarely from the dark and light systems. They are also middle-grade silver frosts. Dark magicians or light magicians can kill each other effortlessly.

As for Jing Konglu and Yu Yi, who are also rare types, the bad thing is that they are an ancient clan created by the Creator God himself. They wear the shackles of unconditional surrender to the Creator God.

"Mom, you're so good!" Her fleshy little hands were clamped on Wu Qing's cheek, and the baby came up to give it a sip.

One was in blind admiration, and the other was immersed in the excitement of being kissed by her cute daughter. These magical mother and daughter did not notice that the people around them looked at them as if they were crazy.

They didn't know who Aunt Yu and Uncle Kong Lu were, but they could kill the two low-grade silver frost magicians on the stage with one move? Nonsense, right? Even a middle-grade silver frost may not be able to do this!

Can he suppress the rebels in Beiyu alone? The people next to him glanced at the man in red clothes holding a cute girl. The bloody city in Beiyu has stood for tens of thousands of years, and the Lord's Mansion has existed for thousands of years. Since the Jing family came to power, there have been countless attempts to seize the throne. The cultivators incited the strong to launch an offensive.

What will happen to those rebels? You will know if the Lord's Mansion can not only continue to this generation, but also the couple Jing Konglu and Yuyi come to have trouble with Wuqing. Even in this generation, the Lord's wife Hagoromo wiped out more than a hundred peak experts with one person, and the Lord's Mansion has become a legend in the north.

Can this man be comparable to a legend? Can he do this? Oh, sweet dreams tonight.

Can you drive out the Jingu people who broke into Beiyu? The people next to her glanced at Wu Qing again. If she could resist the shrine, would she be forced to take refuge in Beiyu?

After rolling their eyes countless times, people silently labeled Lord Yagami as a psychotic delusional maniac.

She didn’t even know that she suddenly became a psychopath who didn’t know where she came from. Well, even if she knew, it didn’t matter. Wuqing concentrated on coaxing her precious daughter: “Let’s see now, who does Xiaolan think will win?” ?”

After a quarter of an hour of fighting, the breaths of both people on the ring were ups and downs. The water magician's face was tense, and he seemed to be lacking in stamina. Of course, Daibaobao pointed at the fire magician: "The uncle in green clothes will win."

"Xiao Lan is wrong." Xiao Yunlan's answer was not surprising at all, and Wu Qing shook his head.

"Why?" Xiao Yunlan blinked her big eyes and looked at Wu Qing curiously, eager for her answer.

"Can Xiaolan feel their two breaths?" Wuqing asked without answering.

She was dumbfounded and didn't answer immediately. Xiao Yunlan closed her eyes and felt it carefully. After a while, she opened her eyes and her face collapsed: "No."

Seeing the change in Xiao Yunlan's expression, Wu Qing held back the smile that was about to burst out. Of course she knew that it was impossible for an eight or nine-year-old child to judge the aura of a silver frost magician. She did it on purpose. The stupid baby was very stupid and persistent. How could this little girl who even spoke seriously not follow the instructions? Are you going to do it yourself? Little Yunlan looks like the cutest!

"Although the uncle in white clothes is panting, the breath surrounding him does not fluctuate, while the uncle in green clothes' breath is as unstable as his breathing." Everyone has his own breath, and this breath will follow him changes due to the situation.

However, this aura can be sensed by everyone, but not everyone can sense it thoroughly. The most common one is that the magician determines the other party's existence and depth of cultivation based on the other party's aura. But for Wu Qing, the God of Creation, a person's breath means more.