The senior sister who refuses to fall in love has become a god.

Of course, if this illusion were more cruel, it would strip people of their life force.

Qian Shu put his hands on his knees and sat cross-legged. The spiritual energy here was thin, but it was better than nothing.

Yue Wangjun also imitated her behavior and sat cross-legged on the other side to imitate her behavior.

It's a pity that he can't feel the movement of spiritual energy, so he can only meditate by himself.

When she had just been running for a week, there was a sound of stepping in the yard.

Qian Shu opened his eyes, but before he could go out, a long arrow flew towards him.

She pushed down Yue Wangjun next to her with one hand, and she also lay down on her back. The sharp arrow tip pierced the wall, splitting a spider web-like opening, and most of the arrow body sank in.

Qian Shu reached out and pulled the arrow out, then threw it back.

I saw the long arrow piercing the air, but flying faster than when it was shot just now.

Only a muffled groan was heard.

Someone shouted in panic: "Master Chen, how are you doing, Master Chen? Come here, Master Chen is injured."

"No need to panic."

Qian Shu got out of bed and walked outside.

I saw in front of me a man wearing a guard uniform with black hair sticking up, looking sideways at the arrow on his shoulder.

He stretched out his hand to break off the tail of the arrow and raised his eyes to look over.

Qian Shu was slightly startled again. This face was also a familiar one. Isn't this Yu Qian Mo?

But now, except for her, everyone else has temporarily lost their previous memories.

So Yuqianmo probably didn't recognize her.

His eyebrows were condensed and he asked: "Are you the monster the princess mentioned? You are indeed full of monster aura, and you still dare to resist arrest."

"Yei Qi? You can also detect the evil spirit. If I were a demon, the arrow just now would not have hit my shoulder."

She pointed to the heart of Yu Qian Mo Di, "This is it."

"You are a brave monster. You held His Royal Highness hostage and harmed the princess. You should be punished for your crime!"

Yuqian Mo raised his sword and struck with a spiritual power wave on the blade. It seemed that he was also a monk now.

Qian Shu didn't tolerate him and picked up a bench to fight with him.

In the midst of the flash of swords and shadows, only one table leg was left on the bench. However, this also made it easier for Qian Shu to move. She took the table leg and spun it around, then accurately hit Yu Qianmo on the top of her head.

Then, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

The admiration in Yue Wangjun's eyes grew stronger, "Master, Chen Jiang is one of the best monks in Yanhuang City, and you actually knocked him out with just a table leg."

He glanced at me and snorted coldly: "And you, who allows you to say that my master is a monster? If I hear you offend my master again, I will pull you out and behead him!"

Even the leader was beaten to the ground, and the others were even more frightened and did not dare to say a word.

"Why don't you drag him down quickly?" Yue Wangjun ordered with his hands on his hips.

Everyone hurriedly brought the fainted leader down.

Qian Shu sat calmly drinking tea. The spring scenery outside the window was bright, and the green leaves showed the infinite vitality of summer.

The hot breath rushed in from the window, but retreated when it came into contact with her.

Even on a hot summer day, there was not a trace of sweat on Qian Shu's body, and even his hands and feet were cold.

"Master, can you teach me that move just now?"

Qian Shu reached out and touched his head, "Don't worry yet, I have something to ask you."

From Yue Wangjun's words, Qian Shu probably understood some of the current situation.

Now the emperor is over fifty years old, but his son is dead and injured, leaving only a single seedling of Yue Wangjun. It should be cultivated by the future prince, but the emperor is fatuous and incompetent, and the power is controlled by the queen.

Although she has no children, she does have a daughter, Yue Xinwen, who is now the object of Yu Fengya's possession.

The queen wanted to support her daughter, so she was particularly disgusted with Yue Wangjun, who occupied the position of prince but had no support from his mother's family.

But even though Yue Wangjun had no one to support him, he was born with Xuan Yin bones. Some old and superstitious people tried their best to protect Yue Wangjun.

But the more Wangjun was young, the ministers could not go to the harem every day to teach him. Therefore, although he was the prince, there were not many people to serve him attentively.

Now that I understand it clearly, I feel a little pitiful when I look at Xiao Yue Wangjun.

"Why are you so eager to learn these moves?"

Yue Wangjun lowered his head and said softly: "I want my father to see that I am actually a very powerful person. I can inherit his position in the future and become the true co-owner of the world."

He raised his head with bright eyes, "Master, my father's birthday is in one week. I want to perform a sword dance for him then. Can you teach me how to practice the sword?"

"How did you know that I can dance with a sword?"

"It's just that when Master held the stool leg just now, even though it was just a stool leg, you could still see Master's previous demeanor."

"When did you become so sweet-mouthed? Then I'll teach you a few tricks."

The flow of time in the illusion should be different from that in the outside world, so there shouldn't be any problem even if you stay a few more days.

But the illusion will not let them remain calm like this. By the time of the emperor's birthday, it should be the time to break the situation.

The two arrived at the martial arts arena, and Qian Shu randomly selected a subway sword.

When he saw Yue Wangjun struggling to pick up a heavy sword, he reminded him, "Get a sword that suits you. I think that wooden sword will do."

She pointed with her chin to the wooden sword at the bottom of the sword rack, which was used for beginners to practice.

Yue Wangjun's expression was a little awkward, "But I don't want to use this kind of sword, it's not powerful at all."

"Whether you are powerful or not does not depend on the weapon, the real power comes from the inside out."

Qian Shu himself also changed to a wooden sword, "And who said wooden swords are not powerful? Watch the moves!"

A wooden sword Qian Shu can still dance like a tiger, and Yue Wangjun is defeated in less than two turns.

But he was not discouraged, and his eyes became even brighter, "Do it again! I don't believe I will be so weak next time!"

Qian Shu curled his lips and smiled, "Come."

The sun was scorching hot, and the young man did not stop his attack even if his head was full of heat.

When Yu Fengya heard the news, she was so angry that she threw another vase.

She threw herself at the queen, with tears in her eyes, "Mother, maybe Yue Wangjun has really changed his temper and wants to take away my things."

The queen's eyes were gloomy and her tone was cold: "As for Chen Jiang, he can't even deal with a monster, so what's the use of him? Since you can't do it openly, then do it secretly. You must not let Yue Wangjun stand out in front of the emperor and the ministers. !”

Yuqianmo was injured at the moment and had to take on the assassination mission.

He gritted his teeth and let the doctor deal with the wound on his shoulder. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the scene of the woman hitting him with the table leg.

Where did the evildoer come from? He is really quite capable.

He just didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably familiar with that person, especially her eyes, which were as cold as the cold moon.