The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

After waiting for Tang Wenqian to go to school early in the morning, Tang Jiao led Zixiang out and planned to go to the deep forest in the suburbs.

Zi Xiang looked at the streets with people coming and going and said to Tang Jiao: "Master, please go buy some meat buns. In the deep mountains and wild forests, you have to stay at least until dark before returning home."

"it is good."

She told the housekeeper before she came out that Shen Shiru would tell Tang Wenqian if she didn't return to the house that there was a servant at home, so she wasn't worried about starving him.

The carriage stopped opposite a bun shop. After Zi Xiang went down, Tang Jiao picked up the embroidery frame. This was the silk fabric she planned to attach to the cuffs, and she wanted to embroider bamboo leaves to decorate it.

Suddenly there was a scream from the driver outside. Tang Jiao was so frightened that she almost pricked her finger. When she looked up, she saw several strange maids rushing into the carriage.

"Who are you?"

Tang Jiao put down the embroidery frame and kicked the maid in the chest with her long legs without mercy.

Her current physique looked delicate and frail on the outside, but it was actually much stronger. With just a few kicks, she kicked the two maids out of the carriage.

Stepping out of the carriage, she saw the woman with deep and bright features from a few days ago.

Princess Qing'an looked at Tang Jiao, who was wearing a crimson skirt and her graceful figure, and her heart was filled with jealous rage.

She didn't expect that Tang Jiao would dare to resist. She put her hands on her hips and yelled at the guard: "Pull her out of the carriage and take off her clothes in front of everyone."

When the time comes, this woman's reputation will be ruined. How dare she still have the nerve to marry Brother Ze?

Tang Jiao's face turned cold, and her eyes were filled with anger: "Who are you?"

Princess Qing'an raised her chin proudly and stared at her with arrogance in her eyes: "I am the Princess of Qing'an whom Your Majesty personally bestows, and I am also Lu Changze's future wife."

Several guards wanted to rush forward, but before they could reach Tang Jiao, they were hit by something and fell off the carriage.

Zixiang held a bun in one hand and a small stone in the other and landed it in front of Tang Jiao's eyes. She glared at everyone with sharp eyes: "Whoever dares to touch my master, don't blame me for not leaving him alive."

How could Princess Qing'an be afraid of a maid? She pointed at Zixiang, her face full of arrogance: "Pull out this maid's tongue for me, come on."

Tang Jiao sat back in the carriage and said loudly: "Zixiang, let's go."

"Yes."

Zixiang was even more straightforward. She directly picked up the riding whip and hit the horse's back. The horse felt pain and kicked the person in front of him with high strides.

No one expected that she would raise the whip regardless of human life. The maids quickly pulled Princess Qing'an to the side to avoid being stepped on.

Princess Qing'an fell to the ground unprepared, stood up, looked at the carriage that was driving away, and yelled.

"Tang Jiao, please wait for me, Princess."

She was a dignified princess, but she didn't believe she couldn't kill a businessman's daughter.

It wasn't until the carriage turned three or four streets that Tang Jiao felt relieved. She didn't expect that the other party would be a princess.

Zixiang sat outside and said softly: "Master, there is a pot seller in front. Let's buy a pot."

Tang Jiao laughed: "What are you buying a pot for?"

"Master, I used to go to the forest where I took you. There is a stone house where you can make a fire to cook. Anyway, I will go there often in the future. I will buy a pot to cook some broth for when I am hungry."

"can."

Tang Jiao thought about it. If it rained and she couldn't go home, she could stay overnight.

This time Zixiang didn't even get out of the car, she just sat on the carriage and called the iron shop owner to come to her. She paid and left immediately.

Tang Jiao looked at the spatula thrown in. It felt like a picnic, but she was more expectant.

You don’t have to buy fruits and the like, you can just go to the mall and get them.

After leaving the city gate and walking straight along the road for almost two quarters of an hour, they stopped at the foot of a mountain. Zixiang helped Tang Jiao get out of the carriage, picked up the pot with one hand and followed her.

Deep in the mountains, there are dense forests, rugged mountain roads, and thorns everywhere. There are many small wild flowers along the deep paths.

They walked for almost an hour and reached the depths of the forest. With Zixiang leading the way, Tang Jiao's skin was not scratched.

Soon she saw the stone house on the slope in front of her. A wooden house was built with wooden planks under a protruding stone. There was a circle of herbs growing outside. As she approached, she could smell the pungent smell of sulfur.

The house is a bit old, and there are some dried chili peppers hanging outside.

Zixiang pushed open the wooden door and said with a smile: "Master, these herbs and sulfur can prevent snakes and insects."

The furnishings inside are simple, with nothing else except a bed made of wooden boards against the wall and a stone slab leaning next to it.

Zixiang put down her things, went to the end of the bed, moved the slate away, and took out the small bench behind it.

Tang Jiao came outside the door. There was a small stream not far away. The water trickled down. Occasionally, there were a few strange cries in the silence of the mountains and forests on both sides. There was no sign of anyone around.

A place like this is exactly the training ground she wants. It is uninhabited and can display her skills better.

Turning around and seeing Zixiang setting up the tripod, Tang Jiao said softly: "Zixiang, let me go down and take a look."

Zixiang put down her things and stood up quickly: "Master, let's hunt a pheasant and make soup later."

"Ah."

Tang Jiao did not let her hold hands, but carefully stepped on the gravel and walked down.

Arriving at a flat place, Tang Jiao didn't waste any more time. She raised her hand and three red glazed swords floated in the air.

Thinking of it, Tang Jiao looked at a big tree in front of her. The red sword turned into meteors and continuously circled the branches. The fallen leaves fell like snow, and soon spread a thick layer on the ground.

Tang Jiao started running quickly, using her spiritual power throughout her body according to the instructions in the book, walking through the air in an instant, turning around and flying up to the towering tree.

"what!"

Tang Jiao was so frightened that she forgot what she was doing and hugged the tree branch and screamed.

Zixiang was also frightened, and quickly used Qinggong to jump up to her side and reached out to help her.

"Master, don't be afraid, calm down."

She was so shocked that her master could fly into the air like a fairy.

This tree was dozens of meters tall, and even with her light skills, she had to step up the tree pole, as if she was riding the wind.

"Yes, yes, I am a spiritual person now."

Taking a deep breath, Tang Jiao allowed her heartbeat to slowly calm down.

Zixiang said softly: "Master, you control the flying knife very well. How about practicing jumping first to let your body get used to the technique you are practicing now."

"Okay, it's up to you." She pushed her away gently and looked at the position below. Tang Jiao turned her head and was afraid to look at it: "Zixiang, you go down first, I will do it myself."

Zixiang stared at her pale face: "Master, are you okay?"

"You're down there, catch me if I can't."

"it is good."

Zixiang no longer forced her, took out the hook rope and wrapped it around the huge tree pole, climbed away and landed on the ground.

Tang Jiao secretly used her spiritual power and pushed the branches away with her hands. She secretly gathered her spiritual power while flying and landed on the ground.

The moment she stepped on the soft grass, she and Zixiang looked at each other and smiled.

"try again."

After finishing her words, Tang Jiao flew up into the air and landed lightly on the shorter branch next to her.

Zi Xiang said loudly: "Master, please adjust the power in your body first before trying the Red Ryuk Sword."

Otherwise, if there is an enemy targeting her, she will not be able to escape.

"it is good."

For the next hour, Tang Jiao jumped up and down all the surrounding trees, like a spiritual bird plundering leaves through the forest, disappearing and appearing, or like a fairy walking on clouds and riding the wind, Zi Xiang was dazzled by the sight.

Tang Jiao let go of her five senses and suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the distance.