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

This thing was not intercepted, probably because Dai Yan and the others did not recognize his true identity, and even the auctioneer misidentified it, otherwise it would not have appeared on this list. But now the talisman paper has been arranged for the auction, and the public has been informed that it is no longer possible to intercept it secretly. She can only attend in person as a buyer.

"Xiao Wuqing, what are you interested in?" Mei Yange's curiosity kept growing without seeing any of it. Something that can make Wu Qing, who is very picky, fall in love with it, even turn it into a pervert. That thing is definitely not ordinary and extraordinary.

I have to say that at this point, Mei Yange is telling the truth.

Wu Qing threw the pamphlet aside, picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth: "Beautiful Yange, I didn't see anything, and I didn't care about anything. This wine is good, remember to bring more next time."

Mei Yan Ge: "..."

The moon rises, the moon sets, and the sky turns slightly white.

"Huh? It's daylight again?" In a certain room in Prince Qing's Mansion, a dazed figure emerged from the bed, with half-closed eyes revealing tiny bits of gold and silver. Glancing at the skylight reflected from the window with her hazy sleepy eyes, she hummed softly.

As if he was dissatisfied with the light coming in from the crack in the window, the person in the bed pulled up the quilt, rolled his body a few times and rolled himself into a rice dumpling, and continued to sleep with his head buried in the bed.

"Well, that's not right," Wu Qing groaned muffledly in bed, hugging the quilt and rolling around a few more times. Something seemed to be flashing in his blurry head, "Today is like some kind of auction where I was beaten." Coming?"

While talking to herself, Wu Qing moved in the bed and yawned a few times. Just when she was about to fall asleep again, she suddenly woke up: "Damn it! The thing I like is still there. Put it up for auction!”

Sitting upright from the bed, Wu Qing shouted out of habit: "Dame, I need to change my clothes."

no response.

Wu Qing yawned and moved lazily with his mental energy. Dai Yan, who had been hiding in the dark and waiting for calls, disappeared. Only then did she remember that the auction she had slandered seemed to be quite large, and all the four guardians were busy.

"Leave me alone, you deserve to die from exhaustion." Wuqing, who had his sleepy eyes open and his conscience long gone, complained as he got out of bed, stroking his head and staggered to the table.

That guy Mei Yange knew that she had something to do today and he kept her drinking all night, which made her have a headache now. He still dared to say that he was her brother.

On the table, a pure dark red robe with flowing patterns was neatly folded. There was also a green jade pendant on it. The word "flame" was carved on it with flying phoenixes. It should have been given to her by the careful Dai Yan. prepare.

Wu Qing's clothes are nothing more than black and white. Now the white fox fur has become the symbol of Prince Qing. In order not to make some smart people suspicious, she can only wear black. What's more, like the Demonic Folding Fan, the blood-colored black robe with streaks has become the symbol of the master of the Moyan Pavilion.

The red lines are like snow, and the black robe is like ink.

And that jade pendant is the order of the Pavilion Master of Moyan Pavilion, the status symbol of the Lord of Moyan Pavilion. With just one token, he can mobilize tens of thousands of people in Moyan Pavilion. Moyan Pavilion is so big that not every branch and store under it recognizes her. The Pavilion Master's Order is the most convenient proof.

It's just that Wu Qing usually throws it aside. According to various levels of Moyan Pavilion, their master is the most evil one in the world. They all recognize him when he turns to ashes!

After freshening up, Wu Qing became a little more awake and moved faster. The Meiying royal family is on the guest list for the ring auction. In other words, her prince is also invited.

However, Wu Qing did not intend to use this identity to pass. It's time for her, the master of the Moyan Pavilion, to show off in front of the public, lest some unsighted people treat her like a dead person. As far as she knew, the Shenyin Sect was very arrogant these days.

Putting on his clothes, Wu Qing tried his best to speed up, his mental energy reaching out from time to time, as if he was looking at something. It was impossible for Huang Yin not to know about the arena auction. This is undoubtedly a good opportunity to test her identity.

If nothing unexpected happens, Huang Yin will come to her and go with her. And in this case, she could only be her Prince Qing honestly, so she had to leave before Huang Yin came over.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master is here." While he was thinking, the subordinates who were guarding Wu Qing outside the door suddenly reminded him.

Wu Qing paused in his movements, and a look of displeasure flashed across his face. He was really afraid of what might happen.

"Try your best to stop him." Wu Qing frowned and ordered, while quickly speeding up his movements to pull up his belt. But even so, the movement was still impeccable and elegant.

"Master Imperial Master, the prince has not risen yet, please wait."

"It's okay. Xiao Qing'er is sleepy. I'll go and call her myself."

His ears had caught the conversation between the boy and Huang Yin at the door, and Huang Yin's breath was getting closer and closer. It was obvious that the boy didn't stop him.

Seeing that the disaster was approaching, the moment he almost stepped into the corner of the corridor, Wu Qing picked up the silver mask and tore the fixed-point teleportation talisman in his hand before he had time to put it on.

"Withdraw." At the same time as he disappeared, a faint word floated in the room, and the people outside the door also disappeared without a trace, and there was only a faint lingering sound in the air.

However, in the empty room, the jasper on the table was crystal clear.

Huang Yin, who had just passed the corner, paused and looked at the closed door not far away, his dark eyes flashing with unpredictable emotions. He didn't stay long, and didn't intend to turn around. He kept moving forward with a smile on his lips, and soon came to the door and pushed it open.

As expected, the room was empty, and Wu Qing's unique fragrance seemed to still linger in the air.

"He ran so fast." Huang Yin sighed quietly, the mist in his eyes spreading. It seems that he came a step too late and let the cunning little monster escape.

Turning around and about to leave, Huang Yin suddenly caught a flash of green at the end of his eyes. Reflexively, he walked towards the room...

In the small woods a hundred meters away from Luoyan Lake, a faint fluctuation suddenly appeared in the air. Under the towering ancient trees, a stream of water patterns gradually became apparent, and a blurry black shadow slowly walked out of it.

Wearing a black robe with dark patterns and holding a silver mask in his hand, it goes without saying that this is Wu Qing who has just been transported from the palace. She would not be stupid enough to teleport directly to the auction director. This small forest was in a remote location, and usually no one would pass by. If someone suddenly appeared out of thin air, no one would see it. There was no need to worry about anything.

Wu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. If she had been slower, she would have been held back by Huang Yin. She knew that it would not be easy for her to live with the scourge, and would cause her trouble everywhere.

Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, Wu Qing pinched the mask in his hand, picked it up and put it on his face. However, at that moment, the airflow in the air fluctuated without warning, and a sudden cold wind swept up, and a fishy-sweet smell lingered.

The movement of Wu Qing's hand stagnated, and there was such a pause that a cold dagger was placed on her neck.

"Save me." The two words that were as cold as ice hung around his ears, as if they were about to freeze him to death. With his eyes drooping, Wu Qing could catch a glimpse of the cuff of the hand holding the dagger, which was stained with dark blood red in the black.

Feeling the cool touch on her neck, Wu Qing raised her eyebrows, put the knife on her neck, and then asked her to save people?

Someone didn't have time to complain, let alone answer. The next second, several figures came from a distance and landed not far from her. They snorted disdainfully: "Mu Yijue, let me see where you are going!"

There were about five or six people, with strong murderous aura and embarrassment on their bodies. They looked at the person behind her as if they wanted to eat him alive. Before they finished shouting, and regardless of whether the person in front of them was Wu Qing or Mu Yijue, several people just slashed at him with their swords.

"Save me, or we'll die together." Mu Yijue, the man in black who kidnapped Wu Qing, jumped into the air with Wu Qing and avoided it. At the same time, he threatened Wu Qing in his ear, his breath faint. asthma.

Allowing Mu Yijue to hold him hostage, Wu Qing raised his eyebrows and asked in a funny tone: "You can even kidnap me, how do you expect me to beat them?"

Whether she was willing to take action or not was another matter. He didn't see that she was "easily" kidnapped by him. This guy didn't have to think about whether he had the ability to save people.

Before Wu Qing finished speaking, a blade grazed her cheek, dangerously cutting off a few hair strands.

"Sorry." Wu Qing was almost injured. Mu Yijue said the two words calmly, but the breathing between his nose became heavier and heavier. It was obvious that his physical strength was a little exhausted.

At the same time, the smell of blood lingering in Wu Qing's breath became stronger and stronger, and she knew that the person behind her had been seriously injured without looking back. But this didn't arouse any sympathy in her at all, it just made her frown.

What kind of attitude does this guy have? What a bad attitude!

"Haha! Brat, you still expect this young master to save you? Are you crazy? This pretty boy has no magic power at all!" The leader of the big man raised his knife to slash at Mu Yijue while mocking him. He didn't feel it at all. At Wu Qing's level of cultivation, this is just a little kid who doesn't understand anything!

"However, this young master's appearance is really a disaster for the country and the people! Holding him like this, you don't want to be a romantic ghost, right?" His eyes fell on Wu Qing's delicate and flawless face, and the big man's words were indescribably vulgar.

Wu Qing narrowed his eyes and struck her with a knife. The first crime was calling her a pretty girl, and the second crime was daring to indulge in obscenity. It was an added crime!

When Wu Qing had already added countless crimes to Dahan and others, Mu Yijue's mental power had already looked around her body, and her heart felt cold. Just as the big man said, Wu Qing didn't have any fluctuations in his magic power.

Recalling that when he kidnapped Wu Qing, she didn't even resist. Mu Yijue frowned, but did not panic. He just said in a cold voice: "You are responsible for her death." The intermittent sentence was not complete, but it was It is not difficult to understand what is said.