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

"Beautiful Yange, you dare to tease me, don't you feel itchy?!" He just mentioned a certain evildoer, and now the real owner has arrived. Before he finished speaking, a shadow was cast in front of the door. Wu Qing leaned against the door frame lazily and posturelessly, smiling evilly.

"Xiao Wuqing, don't you want to be with your Huang Yinni anymore?" Mei Yange joked as she looked at the man wrapped in white fur. According to his old and crooked grandfather, he saw Wu Qing and Huang hiding in the same bed this morning. And according to what Dai Yan said, Wu Qing and Huang Yin had been staying in the room since noon and never came out. Gee, they were so lingering!

"Now that I'm tired of it, I'll run to another beauty's den." Knowing that the old man's mouth was unreliable, Wu Qing simply let them talk. Anyway, her romantic accounts would not be much more if they were more, and not more if they were less. few.

"It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and it flutters like the snow covered by the flowing wind. My vision is truly unparalleled in the world." After looking at Mu Yijue's handsome face for a moment, Wu Qing nodded with satisfaction.

That day, Mu Yijue was in a state of embarrassment without hiding any trace of his splendor. Now after a day of training, his complexion has recovered a lot. He is wrapped in black clothes, like a black dragon entrenched in the abyss, and his aura is calm but not sharp!

The beauty is as frosty as the cold air.

"Is there, what, an errand?" Mu Yijue, who ignored Wu Qing's frivolous words, spoke in a disgraceful manner. In his mind, he regarded Wuqing as his master. Even if he didn't call him his master, he still had to work.

"What a shame!" Wu Qing's eyes turned white, and he suddenly moved his face to Mu Yijue, caressing his firm yet soft cheeks with his slender green fingers, and said with a smile, "If you let me I will feel distressed if a beautiful woman does rough work. Why don't you become my personal bodyguard, or... your male favorite? Hmm?"

The word "male's favorite" is extremely soft and enchanting, and the high-pitched ending is even more disturbing. It wasn't just a simple charm, the beauty in the muteness that transcended gender made people's hearts tremble, and even the usual flattering songs couldn't help but tremble.

Feeling Wu Qing's cool breath on his face, and that indistinguishable androgynous face close at hand, Mu Yijue turned his head uncomfortably, trying to keep his voice condensed: "Hidden weapons, I'm only good at concealed weapons."

"Hey, the beauty with facial paralysis is so shy!" Wu Qing poked Mu Yijue's face, which was turned away, and smiled with a smile on his face. It's such a pity for a beautiful woman to remain expressionless. How could she waste resources?

"The hidden weapon is of no use. I'll leave. Well, I'll repay you later." Mu Yijue's breath became even colder, and the annoyance in his eyes flashed past, which was caused by awkwardness.

Poor Mu Yijue was so angry that he couldn't save his paralyzed face when such a monster as Wuqing was around.

"You're so thin-skinned. Forget it, I won't tease you anymore." Wu Qing is willing to give up if he feels like it, but Mu Yijue can leave at the drop of a hat. He can't lose a lifetime of beauty just for a moment's teasing.

"Yijue Beauty, you said you are good at concealed weapons?" Wu Qing straightened his expression and asked. After saying this, she remembered the metal blade Mu Yijue had given her that day.

Wuqing's Danfeng eyes suddenly lit up, it's a hidden weapon! That is a must-have item for those who want to go out! She once did some research on her own on a whim, but after spending several months and squandering a lot of materials, she finally came to a conclusion that she regretted for the rest of her life.

She is the material for squandering hidden weapons, not the material for making them...

But now, an extra-large man was placed in front of her...

"You are so beautiful, besides razors, what else can you do?" Someone was excited, and his smile was so fragrant and frightening that it made people's hair stand on end.

The paralyzed beauty did not speak, but raised her hand, and small black shadows flew past Wu Qing's hair. Feeling the violent surge of air, but not the murderous aura, Wu Qing calmly stayed in place, letting his hair get rolled up by the air, and the dull sound of a sharp weapon hitting the wood was immediately heard in his ears.

After taking in Wu Qing's reaction, Mu Yijue's eyes moved, and at the same time it was a bit strange: "If you don't hide, will you die?"

The sentence structure of the declarative sentence is a sentence with a questioning tone, without beginning or end, and Wu Dian understands it. Why didn't she run away? If he had any intention of killing her, she would already be dead.

As the maker of these hidden weapons, Mu Yijue is very aware of their power. Not to mention so many of them being used at the same time, even one can kill a person, but Wu Qing is so indifferent. Is it pride or trust?

"How can such a beautiful woman be willing to kill me? What's more..." Wu Qing shrugged helplessly. She believed that she would not misjudge the person. Then, a dark look flashed in her eyes, "You can't kill me!"

At that moment, the low-pitched and restrained tone with a wild and unbridled tone shocked the soul, and the flowing black hair was indescribably wild!

You can't kill me!

So determined, so soul-stirring! Arrogance is natural, it is the innate madness and disdain for the world!

Even if it was a flattering song, at that moment I had to say that Wu Qing was more suitable to be the king than him!

The stormy waves at that moment seemed to be just an illusion. In a daze, Wu Qing still had a charming smile on his face, casual and casual. She turned around leisurely and looked around, only to see a variety of hidden weapons neatly arranged on the smooth table, each one deeply embedded in the wooden table.

"This skill, tsk tsk." While admiring, Wuqing clamped a thin, invisible long needle between his index and middle fingers, and pulled it out with a slight force.

Reflecting the sunlight streaming in from the window, the cold light of the long needle flows between the fingers, and finally converges on the unseen tip of the needle to emit a dazzling cold light.

The entire needle is thinner than a hair, but full of toughness. With just a slight push, the long needle can sink into the flesh, let alone the use of internal strength.

What is even more impressive is that the entire long needle is at least five inches long. If it were completely immersed in the body, it would definitely pass through the internal organs. If you add some toxin or something to the needle...

Tsk tsk, I didn’t realize it, it turns out her facially paralyzed beauty is still a sinister guy!

Holding on to the long needle, Wu Qing swept it towards the table again. Throwing knives as big as a pinky fingernail, containing compressed magic power, beads that were no different from bombs, and all kinds of weird hidden weapons that couldn't even be named, occupied the entire table.

Wu Qing smacked his tongue, half because he was frightened by the types of hidden weapons, and the other half...

"Beauty Yijue, where have you hidden all these hidden weapons?" Mu Yijue was only wearing tight-fitting black clothes. Not to mention space equipment, he didn't even have a pocket. From which nook and corner did he find the hidden weapons on this table? of?

Mu Yijue still didn't speak. He just touched the clothes on his arm, and a terrifyingly thin black blade lay in the palm of his hand. Then he pulled out the men's wooden hairpin on his head, and with a change of technique, the wooden hairpin turned into dozens of thorns.

The corners of Wuqing's mouth twitched, and she finally understood. This beauty of hers was covered in hidden weapons, and you couldn't imagine it, but he couldn't hide it. She has picked up such a great person. Doesn't her character get better?

"After using it, I will make it again later and show it to you." After Wu Qing took a look at the hidden weapons on the table, Mu Yijue added. Some of the hidden weapons were used by him during his escape before he could use them again.

Wu Qing glanced sideways. There were at least hundreds of hidden weapons on this table. Isn't this the end?

Not getting a response, and no expression could be seen on Wu Qing's face. Although Mu Yijue's expression remained unchanged, he felt uncertain in his heart and couldn't help but ask, "That's not enough. I'll continue to study." The implication was, If you're not satisfied, don't say it yet. We'll make a final decision later.

"Enough, how can it not be enough?" Wu Qing's eyes flashed, surprisingly bright, and he was in a good mood and almost teased Mu Yijue.

If you count on your fingers, Moyan Pavilion is just short of a hidden weapon expert. If Mu Yijue were sent to them, the scammers who thought about how to promote the art of Yin Ren every day would definitely worship him as a god!

Moreover, hidden weapons are very popular in the market. Not everyone can cultivate to become a strong person. Hidden weapons are light and simple, and they can be regarded as amulets, especially for those delicate and weak ladies from aristocratic families. Wu Qing could already foresee the situation when Zuo Shi held an abacus and his eyes glowed with gold, treating Mu Yijue as the God of Wealth.

"Beauty Yi Jue, you can stay in the palace from now on, I will support you!" Wu Qing patted Mu Yi Jue's shoulder, and the loose green hair between her lower head brushed Mu Yi Jue's cheek, and the fragrance overflowed. between nose.

It is a kind of faintness that is completely different from the smell of powder. It cannot be named, let alone described, but it is surrounded by Wuqing's unique charm, which is charming and moving.

Mu Yi tilted his head uncomfortably and complained without any politeness at all: "You are a disaster, casual, tempting to commit crimes, and unkind."

A huge drop of sweat slid down from Wu Qing's forehead, his face paralyzed and he complained, this combination is not ordinary powerful!

Shaking his head, Wu Qing returned to the chair and sat down. He picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

She didn't know it until she ate it, but as soon as she took the pastry into her mouth, she realized that she was a little hungry. She spent the entire afternoon drawing talisman in the room. Her internal injuries were not healed, and the consumption of mental and magical power throughout the afternoon made Wu Qing a little bit too much.

However, the results were fruitful. In addition to the few talismans that Huang Yin asked her to draw, Wu Qing dug out the "Spell Encyclopedia" and conquered several other red gold level ones. If Huang Yin hadn't been afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it and forcibly stopped her, this evildoer would have been bold enough to attack the Amber level.

In other words, Wu Qing was promoted to the red gold level and stabilized in just one afternoon. Fortunately, the person who tutored her was Huang Yin, otherwise this monster would have made another person crazy.

With his thoughts wandering, Wu Qing took a sip of water to moisten his throat that was a little dry from eating pastries. The red lips were as shiny as the wings of an elf under the moisture. Coupled with the sickly pale complexion, they were so beautiful that they transcended the world.