Chapter 355 Double Cultivation

The speed of changing her face is so fast that no matter how stupid Xiaoyue is, she knows that things are not as beautiful as she thinks, and she won't agree to anything.

Holding Zhao Haoran's hands tightly, his eyes shot straight at the prince of Huafu, which made people feel guilty.

Yunchao has lived in the royal palace since he was a child. He wants to have wind and rain. In addition, he is the eldest son in his family. King Ning is very fond of him and equipped with many guards for fear that he will receive some grievances, which also contributes to his arrogance and domineering.

In Yuncheng, the capital of Yunguo, everyone knows, but he dares to be angry and dares not say anything, making Yunchao think that there is nothing he can't do in this world.

At the age of blood, I don't want to let go of a beautiful woman. In recent years, I haven't been able to do it. I often hear the name of the eldest son of King Ning. No matter who is, I can only give up resistance.

However, the woman in front of her was completely different. She didn't seem to be surprised at all when she heard his name, but the man in the arms of the tight guardian seemed to be the only one in her eyes.

"Little Yueer, my patience is limited. Follow me obediently. It's easy for me to heal your brother."

Xiaoyue's eyes stared at Yunchao and didn't say anything, but the cold air all over her body made Yunchao a little uncomfortable.

Defu was slightly surprised. This woman doesn't seem to be as simple as he imagined. He doesn't look like Yunchao. He has lived for decades, has a wide range of knowledge, and has a high vision. Otherwise, King Ning will not let him follow and protect Yunchao.

Not all the characters in this world are offended. Those immortals only need to be fingered, and everything will turn into nothing.

"Go and grab the man in the woman's hand."

The guard obeyed the order and rushed up without hesitation. This is a good time to perform. Once appreciated by the little prince of Yunchao, it is not far from the rise.

I still thought about good things, and my footsteps became extremely fast, and I exerted my strength beyond the ordinary.

Xiaoyueer is like a frightened rabbit and wants to escape, but the small place in the back garden is already full of Yunchao's guards, and there is no way to escape.

The guard stepped forward and looked at the frightened Yueer. His heart was even more happy and raised his hand. Just in case, his hands were filled with internal strength.

This is a manifestation of internal kung fu cultivation to a certain level. Attaching to any part of the body, it has the ability to break stone and steel, and it is indestructible.

There was a faint light on his palm, and he directly grabbed the unconscious Zhao Haoran.

The sound of air bursting can be faintly heard, because the speed is too fast, and the vision caused by the air recedes on the forced path.

Yun Chao shook the folding fan and put on a helpless expression, "What's the pain? I have to use it. It's not good or good."

Two cold rays flew in, and the guard's hand grabbing Zhao Haoran stopped in an instant, and his eyes became dull. In an instant, the fire of life had burned clean and fell to the ground.

It's not good. Defu reacted first and wanted to rush to Yunchao's side at the first time. Don't let the little prince have any problems, otherwise everyone present would be killed by the nine clans.

But the body seems to be frozen and stuck in the distance, leaving only the eyes to move freely.

Defu looked at the man who was close to death in Xiaoyue's arms in horror. He didn't know when he opened his eyes. The cold light just now was not something else, but his eyes. His eyes could kill people. What kind of freak this is? Defu felt that his head was not enough.

Zhao Haoran stood up and looked coldly at everything around him. There was irresistible pain everywhere in his body, forcing him to fall into a coma.

But the trace of obsession in his heart made him wake up and not let Xiaoyue get hurt again!

The approach of hostility made him aware of danger, and he magically woke up at this moment.

"If you dare to break into the Ningwang Mansion and leave quickly, wait for the family to be raided and exterminated." Defu said such harsh words abruptly, hoping to scare the other party.

And the poor little prince was wet under Zhao Haoran's pressure, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

"Brother Haoran, you're fine. That's great. You finally woke up." Xiaoyue suddenly felt that she had support, and the joy in her heart could not be described in words.

Zhao Haoran reluctantly squeezed out a smile at Xiaoyue, and the pervasive pain made his consciousness a little chaotic.

"Find a quiet place and kill everyone if it's slow."

Defu was a little puzzled. It was clear that no one spoke. Why did the voice appear in his mind, but his body was free? He looked at Yun Chao in Zhao Haoran's hand and said, "Come with me."

Zhao Haoran can only spread the sound through his consciousness. He doesn't want to speak, but he is really weak to the extreme. His speech has become a big project. Once he falls into a coma again, he doesn't know when he will wake up.

He doesn't have the ability to hurt people at all now, but to deter these mortals through pressure. It's really sad to think that such a method will be used one day.

You must find a quiet place to reply to the repair.

Although I don't quite understand the specific situation of the matter, it can still be judged that this Huafu prince is extremely important to these people.

With Yunchao in his hand, Defu walked ahead, still thinking about what to do.

Such a character seems to be young, but his strength is beyond imagination and is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Just now, he was still weak and suspended, and the next moment, a cold light shot out of his eyes and killed a master inside.

Moreover, Zhao Haoran still holds Yun Chao's life in his hands and can't act recklessly. After thinking about it, he finally decided to satisfy Zhao Haoran's wishes and find a quiet place for him to avoid causing more trouble.

Ningwang Mansion is extremely large and well guarded, but under the leadership of this German housekeeper, no one dares to stop it. At about half a column of incense, a dense bamboo forest appeared in front of him, including a simple grass house, but it seemed extremely quiet and in line with Zhao Haoran's requirements.

With a swing, Defu watched the bamboo forest disappear, and Zhao Haoran Xiaoyueer and Yunchao also disappeared.

In front of him is an endless wildness. This strange thing makes Defu sweat coldly. Several guards who follow him are confused. Many things that happen today are too strange to understand with their usual cognition.

"Go and report to the prince!" Defu scolded angrily, and several guards quietly left.

The German housekeeper's fingers burst into blue veins and smashed a large hole more than ten feet wide on the ground with one punch. He jumped into the air and didn't know where he was going.

At this moment, Zhao Haoran and Xiao Yueer are shuttling through the bamboo forest, hurriedly moving in the direction of the hut. Looking at Zhao Haoran's ugly face, Xiao Yueer did not dare to speak. She didn't understand what Zhao Haoran's behavior just now meant.

"Quick... Let me go, I'm... I'm Yun Chao... The eldest son of King Ning... I..."

Yun Chao was shocked and afraid that he was so scared that he peed his pants. It was really humiliating. If this person falls into my hands, he must be tortured in all ways, otherwise it will be difficult to solve his hatred.

How can Zhao Haoran hide this careful thought? With a wave of his hand, Yun Chao fainted, and the last bit of strength left was also used on him.

Looking at the thatched hut in front of him, his vision became blurred, and Zhao Haoran collapsed on the ground again.

Xiao Yueer was shocked, "Brother Haoran, Brother Haoran..."

At this moment, Zhao Haoran's breath is weaker than before. In fact, he has reached the edge of life and death. He can wake up and take action entirely on his mind, but his usual extremely relaxed behavior has once again brought him unimaginable heavy damage.

The cultivation fell again and again, and almost became a mortal. The martial soul is erratic, as if it is going to be blown away by the wind. Such a situation is really worrying.

Zhaoran was near the thatched hut. As for the little prince Yunchao, he lay on the ground of the bamboo forest. Naturally, no one would pay attention to him.

This thatched house is very simple, with only a haybed bed, a huge wooden chair and wooden table. There is a set of exquisite tea sets on the wooden table, which is completely out of harmony with this hut. Xiaoyueer has no time to take care of these and put Zhao Haoran in **.

Looking at the pale face without a trace of blood, the originally flustered heart suddenly stabilized.

I remember that the divine operator and the Japanese messenger once said that her mission is to give the cultivation that has been cultivated for many years to others. Therefore, the Japanese messenger has been coveting her body. How powerful the cultivation is, but it is completely prepared for another person. Such a soul art is really rare to practice. Refining.

Then Xiaoyue didn'er understand anything. Thanks to the rescue of the divine operator, she began to practice without hesitation. As time went by, although she had found something wrong, it was too late. This was her fate, and no one could change it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yueer's will is much stronger and more real than ever.

Since you can't get rid of fate, it's better to give everything to Zhao Haoran.

The clothes floated down, and the white and fat skin was flushed. Xiao Yueer touched her hot face and untied Zhao Haoran's clothes without hesitation.

Everything in the world is divided into yin and yang, one is strong and one is soft, and the yin and yang are interthai. This is the most natural behavior. In this bamboo forest, Xiaoyueer left only a tear for men in her life.

It's all quiet, as if I'm afraid of disturbing this rare peace and tranquility.

"Hahaha, come on, hold another cup, it is a rare blessing for children to practice with immortals." The speaker was a slightly white man, looking 40 years old, but with a pressure that ordinary people can't imagine.