Jiang Fan couldn't help but praise her greatly, which made Xiao Yuan's round face turn red. At first, she was a little shy and felt that there was no important content. Now that she has been recognized by the big hero, she has become very proud.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the sky gradually became brighter. Jiang Fan did not stay any longer, so he asked to see Princess Crescent Moon and told Madoka about her last lip-syncing message to Crescent Moon today.
Surprisingly, Xinyue didn't tell her. However, Madoka happily agreed. In her opinion, this was the hero's desire to save the princess.
But she was still worried about Xinyue herself, wondering if she would come forward to meet a Chinese person.
Jiang Fan just told her to bring a word for him, which should have an effect.
After Madoka remembered it, the two agreed on some secret trails and returned separately.
In the next few days, Jiang Fan did not go out. On the one hand, he was in the grassland and wanted to avoid suspicion. On the other hand, he only managed two dirty tricks.
Originally there was only one, and he wanted to use his best skills to give these bastards some medicine. The dose needs to be prepared so that no one can detect it, and it needs to be able to hide for just the right time.
As for the second one, it was an idea that suddenly came to him after meeting Madoka. He tried to get the Crescent Princess to provoke a fight among the competitors. However, specific methods need to be carefully considered.
But before he could implement it, someone came looking for trouble.
Jiang Fan was led out of the tent by a burst of noise. As soon as he went out, he saw the arrogant and domineering Mo Rigen waving a riding crop and making nonsense.
"It's his blessing that this prince has fallen in love with that woman. Your prince can't be so stingy, right? It's just a maid. I used a hundred sheep in exchange for her."
Jiang Fan frowned, and Lin Xiaoqi ran over and told him angrily that this guy had noticed Gu Beiyan for some reason, and then came to ask for a hundred sheep in exchange for it. He was very arrogant.
Gu Beiyan, Meng Yi, Meng Tian and others were all present. Meng Yi was already furious and wanted to fight this guy with a brass mace.
Gu Beiyan's expression was even colder, and the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed.
At this moment, Mo Rigen also saw Jiang Fan, and immediately laughed out loud, pointing his riding crop at Gu Beiyan: "One maid, in exchange for a hundred sheep, you get a good deal."
He was very presumptuous and did not take Jiang Fan, the Chinese prince, seriously at all. After all, in his opinion, the Chinese people had allowed the barbarians to take whatever they wanted, and they were absolutely weak.
Very good, barbarians are still barbarians. Idiots like Mo Rigen, who are barbaric in nature and only think about force and status, have always existed, and they should account for the majority.
Jiang Fan didn't look at him, but said to Gu Beiyan, "You are not someone who can tolerate anger."
Gu Beiyan took the overall situation into consideration and endured it all the time. Now that he heard Jiang Fan's words, he couldn't tolerate him anymore, and the long sword suddenly pointed at Mo Rigen.
"Barbarian, first ask about the sword in my hand!"
When Mo Rigen saw this, he laughed wildly: "Okay, this woman suits my taste, I will make a decision today!"
Meng Yi banged his mace and glared at him: "Your life will be decided by me!"
Gu Beiyan stopped Meng Yi with his sword: "I will do it myself."
After that, he stepped forward and stared at Mo Rigen: "Barbarian, do you dare to fight me?"
Mo Rigen joked: "A fight? Women, you can still fight in bed, how can you wield a knife or a gun..."
Gu Beiyan raised his eyebrows, and the sharp sword energy shot out. Mo Rigen was startled. He didn't expect that she would take action as soon as she said it. She turned around in a hurry, but couldn't completely dodge, and a gash was cut on her face.
Blood immediately seeped out and flowed into the corners of his mouth. Mo Rigen's eyes immediately turned cold, and he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth: "Chinese woman, you have angered me."
Gu Beiyan didn't say anything, and her momentum suddenly rose. She had never stopped practicing. On the contrary, she worked harder than anyone else. The old guy has already taken good care of his body, and with the swordsmanship bestowed upon him by the empress, he also has Lin Nanyan, Yun Fuyao and others who often compete with each other to hone his skills. He also gets advice from the old guys from time to time. Now he has become a saint and can be considered a strong person among the same level.
This momentum surprised Mo Rigen. He didn't expect that a maid was actually in the martial arts realm.
He looked at Jiang Fan a little strangely: "You are a Chinese, but your cultivation is not very good, but the maid is very strong, very good, I like it."
Jiang Fan was not angry and smiled slightly: "You like it? My maids are not the same. Do you dare to fight with them?"
Mo Rigen laughed disdainfully: "Let them come together! If we win, I will take them all away."
Although Gu Beiyan was already in the Saint Realm, Mo Rigen still didn't pay attention to her. He thought that he was in the middle stage of the Saint Realm and could not easily deal with her.
Before he finished speaking, another momentum rose from the ground.
Lin Nanyan, who had the best relationship with Gu Beiyan, had long been impatient. She twisted her waist and licked her lips, "The dirty mule of the barbarians is not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue?"
Mo Rigen was stunned for a moment. Although he was also startled by Lin Nanyan's momentum, he looked at Lin Nanyan's eyes shining.
"Hahaha, another top quality, okay, okay, I want it..."
But then, a third wave of momentum rose into the sky: "You are dirty, on behalf of the gods, I will purify your soul."
It was Hathaway who had just walked out of the tent. This archangel was truly in the middle stage of the holy realm, and his momentum was definitely not weaker than Morigen.
Mo Rigen's expression changed. This foreign woman was actually in the same realm as him? He couldn't believe it. Although Hathaway's exotic style made him covet him a little, at this time, he already felt troubled.
That Chinese boy's three maids' cultivation levels are so amazing?
But it wasn't over yet, a fourth voice sounded, "I can kill you, I alone am enough." This time the momentum was even more fierce. Morigen turned his head and looked at it. He was surprised at first, and then his face showed solemnity.
It's Yun Fuyao.
Her aura was very strange, and she was clearly not a saint, but it gave Mo Rigen the most dangerous feeling. His intuition even told him that this woman could really kill him.
Although Yun Fuyao was stunningly beautiful, he didn't dare to think wildly for a while.
Jiang Fan looked at his slightly changed expression and joked: "Why, isn't Prince Morigen going to fight one against four? Let's try it?"
Give it a try! Mo Rigen's mouth twitched and he cursed secretly.
Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. Among the four, he did not dare to say that he could easily win each one, especially the last one. The cold sword energy was better than the coldest wind in the grassland, which made him want to retreat.
But when I let out the big words, I was too timid to get off the stage.
At this moment, the warriors behind him also realized something was wrong, and they all pulled out their scimitars and stood in front of Mo Rigen.
"Oh? Are you so brave? Hiding behind the followers?"
Jiang Fan's sarcasm made Mo Rigen furious.
"Jiang Fan, I am the son of King Tu Ling. I am just giving you face. Don't toast me and you will be fined with wine!"
Jiang Fan smiled coldly: "Why, you don't dare to fight? You only bark like a dog? Is this a barbarian warrior? Bullshit, go home and find your mother to feed you."
Mo Rigen's face was bloodshot, and he suddenly took off the big bow from his back: "This is the grassland, not the Qin Kingdom. How dare you insult this prince!"
