Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

The top of Xiaoshan Mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland. However, at this moment, the atmosphere on the top of the mountain was extremely tense.

"Huh——" There was an angry shout, and a cold light suddenly flashed. An extremely sharp spear rushed out like lightning, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it whizzed past the cheek of a burly man.

The spear continued to move forward with unabated momentum, and went straight into a sturdy tree not far away, right up to the handle of the spear. The remaining force was still there, and the whole tree began to shake violently.

Da Shu: I am really a string Q!

Xu Qiang, who was standing aside, was full of astonishment, staring at the woman holding a spear in front of him. The woman had a graceful and slender figure, but she exuded a kind of resolute and courageous spirit, without any trace of tenderness.

She was wearing a bright red tight-fitting outfit, which made her skin look white as snow and delicate and charming. Her jet-black, thick hair was neatly combed into a high ponytail behind her head, swaying gently with her movements like a flame dancing in the wind.

Looking at her face again, her eyebrows and eyes were full of a fierce and heroic spirit, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and there was a hint of frightening fierceness flashing in them.

At this moment, the woman was like a tiger ready to pounce, making people dare not look directly at her edge.

"Miss..." Facing the aggressive woman in front of him, the big man who was almost hit by the spear just now was already scared out of his wits. His legs went weak and he spoke in a trembling voice.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and soaked his clothes. His face was as pale as paper and his expression was full of fear and panic.

"Where on earth did you and Liu San go?" the woman raised her eyebrows, opened her beautiful eyes wide, and shouted harshly.

Her voice was clear and loud, like a yellow oriole singing in a valley, yet it contained endless majesty, which made people feel awe.

“Little one… little one…” The big man hesitated, his eyes wandering left and right, with a guilty look obviously appearing on his face.

Obviously, he had something to hide and found it difficult to talk about where he and Liu San were going.

"Hmph!" The woman snorted coldly when she saw this, and the anger in her eyes became more and more intense. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Okay! You guys who don't know how to live or die, I have warned you again and again that you are absolutely not allowed to go down the mountain privately to do those things that are against the law.

But you actually turned a deaf ear to my words and kept committing the same offense again and again! If I don't teach you a lesson today, how can I maintain my authority in the future? Watch out!"

After saying that, the woman shook her wrist, and the spear turned into a silver stream of light again, stabbing fiercely at the big man.

The burly man had to grit his teeth and hold on against the fierce attack of the woman in front of him. Every move seemed so strenuous and difficult.

However, as time went on, after just five moves, the big man began to show obvious signs of defeat, and his movements gradually became slow.

By the tenth move, a dull hum was heard, and the big man could no longer withstand the powerful impact of the woman's strength, and fell down like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, the sharp tip of the spear, which was flashing with cold light, was only an inch away from the big man's fragile throat, as if it was about to pierce his throat at the next moment.

Seeing this, a trace of determination flashed in the woman's eyes. She made up her mind and decided not to show mercy and to kill this hateful ruffian once and for all.

At the critical moment, a majestic voice suddenly came: "Ying'er, stop!" Hearing this, the woman's body trembled slightly. Although she was reluctant, she finally stopped her actions and glared fiercely at the big man who had just escaped from the gates of hell and was now lying limply on the ground.

"Thank you, big brother, for saving me." The big man rubbed the beads of sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself in shock.

At the same time, the middle-aged man who had spoken out to stop them just snorted coldly in response with an expressionless face. It turned out that this man was the leader of this bandit's nest - Mo Xinqiang.

The woman with a slender figure and heroic spirit was his only beloved daughter, named Mo Ying, and she was also the undisputed eldest lady of the village.

Speaking of this Miss Mo Ying, she is truly as good as any man. Not only does she possess peerless martial arts, she is also both intelligent and courageous.

Since she came of age, she has repeatedly advised her father to stop committing crimes such as robbery, burning, killing and plundering.

Mo Xinqiang only has this one daughter, and since what she said makes sense, he lets Mo Ying take care of things.

Now the entire village no longer has to rely on robbery for a living, but can make a living at the foot of the mountain.

Mo Ying has been working tirelessly for many years to make the entire village free from dependence on others, to be self-reliant, and to completely abandon the brutal and brutal behavior of the past - killing, burning and looting.

She was looking forward to the village getting back on track and living a peaceful life. However, things did not go as she wished. Some people were like stubborn dogs, unable to change their nature no matter what they did, and dared to secretly do those inhumane things behind everyone's back.

"Dad, why don't you punish him severely!" Mo Ying rushed into the hall angrily, his face full of resentment. At this moment, Mo Xinqiang and Fang Zheng, the second in command of the village, walked in together.

Mo Xinqiang said righteously: "He is my good brother. How can I bear to kill my own brother? If so, how can I lead all the brothers in the future?" In his heart, killing his brothers is not an easy task. After all, this friendship is extremely deep.

But it was really hard for Mo Xinqiang to do such a cruel act as killing his brother. Mo Ying, who was standing by, was already furious. She sat down on the chair anxiously, picked up the water cup on the table and took two gulps, trying to calm the rage burning in her heart.

Then, Mo Ying roared in anger: "Dad, don't you know? The evil deeds committed by that extremely hateful guy are likely to bring a devastating disaster to our village!"