So she doesn't like Butterfly, and she doesn't like the identity of Princess Dieying even more.
Ge Sheng sighed, wanting to comfort but found that he was not qualified to do so.
This is the weight that carries a family and an empire, especially when the family links its life to the empire, it is so heavy that life cannot bear it.
Aoxuehua Tiandao Sword came out, and the dark sky slowly shattered along the line of light. Even the Hellfire Team was stunned, not to mention the audience in the stands.
The last semi-final was already incredible, and the momentum was extremely high.
But this scene has just begun, starting with the ten holy flames, and then to the Yuanji, which although the fluctuations are slight, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is extraordinary.
After that, there was a dark forbidden spell that forced the academy's experts to block it, and then it was cut down by Zhang Yijian of his own Snow Burial Society, as easily as cutting through a piece of paper.
But that's just the beginning.
"I'm Mo Ran." Captain Minghuo lowered his head and announced his name for the first time, because the opponent's strength was far greater than his own: "I don't know how many swords you can use with this sword."
"Two swords." Ao Xuehua replied without concealment.
"How many people in the world are like you?" Mo Ran asked seriously.
"The world is so big that it can't be counted." Ao Xuehua replied.
"I don't believe it." Mo Ran shook his head.
"Then you'll know in the next try." Ao Xuehua smiled, then took a step back: "How about I don't take action anymore in this match."
"It's best this way." Mo Ran nodded, then looked at Mo Xiaojing not far away: "Go to hell, schemer."
Mo Xiaojing smiled bitterly and nodded: "Are you serious? Then I won't have anything to do here."
Ge Sheng listened to the inexplicable conversation between the two of them, and then looked at Mo Xiaojing, his pupils suddenly shrank.
when!
Ge Sheng thought about it carefully and found that he didn't know when a long black needle half a foot long and as thin as an ox's hair was inserted into Mo Xiaojing's chest.
"In the dark night, concealment is a natural existence." Mo Ran said slowly: "Although, as you said, we have forgotten too many conspiracies and plans in the past two hundred years, there are some things in the darkness that are still in our blood. instinct."
"The mysterious thorn hidden in the 'Night Blade Dawn'." Mo Ran said a little weakly. The backlash of the forbidden curse being broken was not easy even if the nine of them shared it.
"The murderous intention hidden under the rage." Mo Xiaojing nodded without much surprise: "It is indeed a bit unexpected."
Ye Qing was the first to run over, and the jade soul in his hand was about to emit green light, but was stopped by Ao Xuehua: "Xuanming Thorn is the ultimate magic of the dark system. It is the embodiment of the curse attribute. The healing properties of wind and water are not the same. It doesn’t fit.”
"You are really knowledgeable." Mo Ran praised in a low voice, and now he was truly convinced of this girl in white.
"Please help me, Your Highness," Ao Xuehua said in a low voice to the void, and saw ripples rising out of thin air.
She has short fiery red hair under the black mage robe, and a calm and beautiful face that is as dreamy as a dream, but her clear red eyes have no trace of fluctuation.
"Let me try." She said, her white and tender index finger as sharp as a bamboo shoot gently tapping the end of the black needle without any fancy.
It was a tremor as light as the breeze supporting a willow, which was caused by the entire black needle. In the next moment, the black needles all broke and shattered, and no trace remained.
At the same time, a bright red flame flowed in along the wound of the black needle, and swam away from Mo Xiaojing's body at that moment. Only wisps of black energy emerged on his body surface, and then evaporated invisible.
First, use the power of space concussion to crush the Black Needle's entity, and then use the power of flame purification that is controlled to perfection to purify every part of the curse in Mo Xiaojing's body.
This exquisite skill is simply astonishing, but His Highness will naturally not be complacent.
"You need to rest." She said calmly and calmly, and said to Mo Xiaojing, who wanted to collapse as soon as the curse was lifted.
"Are you a substitute?" Mo Xiaojing shook his head and asked with a wry smile.
Seeing His Highness Third Prince's fair forehead lightly tapped under his flaming red hair, he reiterated the rule: "The use of space magic is prohibited in the water polo competition."
"Yes." His Highness expressed his understanding concisely, and then added: "I am the goalkeeper."
"We have a goalkeeper." Mo Xiaojing still wanted to resist.
"Sorry." The six-character mantra of the Third Highness still showed her super high emotional intelligence: "She agreed."
As a result, within half an hour of the water polo final, the president of the Student Government Association, Mo Xiaojing, was injured and left the field.
Replaced by His Highness the Third.
"If you want to play." Qi Xia looked at His Highness the Third Highness in the black cloak seriously. Her serious words could not hide her sinister intentions: "You need to change into your competition uniform."
"Pfft~" Ge Sheng almost had nosebleeds when he heard these words.
Your Highness, please change your clothes.
Yes, since it was produced by Feixin Gym, how could there be no exclusive competition uniform for His Highness the Third? It’s just that His Highness was a substitute first, and then never played, so the competition uniform has always been there. After all, no one can force it. The girl wears a second, different dress.
Of course, it is the same at this moment. Even if the Third Highness decides to participate, with her status as the treasure of the town, her unfathomable strength, coupled with her overwhelming popularity and transcendent status in Ye Ye College, no one can really force her. What to wear as a substitute for a game.
However, His Highness himself did not have this common sense.
Ge Sheng stretched out his hand halfway and opened his mouth halfway.
He really wanted to remind the Third Highness of all this.
But he couldn't open his mouth or stretch out his hand.
Because, because he really wanted to watch it this time.
I'm sorry, Your Highness.
While he was sincerely repenting, His Highness the Third Prince already nodded and replied simply and without any hint of indifference: "I know."
As she said this, her figure faded slightly in the air, and then reappeared there instantly.
Then she lowered her head, took off the big cloak, revealing short fiery red hair, and turned around to take off the black mage robe.
Her movements are so calm and soothing, without any shyness or any unnecessary emotions, but even this movement without shyness or unnecessary emotions can sometimes bring more feelings to people.
Until she finally took off the black mage robe that had almost become her trademark, and watched it slowly disappear into the void, a heart-rending scream came from the arena.
"ah--"
His Highness the Third Highness turned his head to look at Zhou Yan who made the scream with a hint of doubt, and saw that he was twisting his thigh fiercely.
Then the senior looked happy and intoxicated: "It's not a dream!"
Yes, for the first time, His Highness the Third, who appeared in front of everyone, was no longer wearing the large black mage robe that he almost never left his body, but the special late-summer Friends Team competition uniform made by the Scarlet Heart Gym.
Although in this world, only Ge Sheng had ever seen His Highness take off his mage robe. Under that thin silk underwear, this girl's slender and exquisite body could be seen.
But he had never seen it, or even thought about how she looked in this swimsuit.
She looks like a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, with slender joints.
She just stood there normally, her short flame-colored hair as smooth and elegant as a blooming red lotus, her skin as white as jade, as delicate and smooth as the most exquisite ceramics.
Everyone believed that she would be the most beautiful woman in the world when she grew up, because her face at this time was as delicate and beautiful as a creation of the gods.
But no one has seen her grow up.
She stood there, her swimsuit outlined the curves of her figure, her breasts had a slight bulge, and the outlined leaves revealed the skin as white as moonlight.
But that's all. She stands there, but she seems to be separated from you by thousands of worlds, giving you the illusion that you can't get close to her in this life, just like a silhouette in the world.
When Mo Ran saw her in the distance, he was extremely shocked at that moment: Why did he feel that he had a deep-rooted familiarity and surrender to her.
But in the center of millions of eyes, His Highness the Third Prince turned his head slightly and said quietly: "Aren't we going to compete?"
In contrast, the entire stadium and stands were as silent as the forest under the snow.
No one could say a word at this point.
