After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Pu Ran's sword flew a hundred steps, but there was still a sword that was faster than her and killed the big man. With a "clang", the big man fell straight down, just like a suspension bridge that was up and down with the waves and finally slowly returned to calm.

She squatted down limply, holding the chains, her eyes dazed and her stomach churning.

Jealousy panicked: "Pu Ran!"

She waved her hands to indicate that she was fine.

The big sister squatted there motionless, and her two younger brothers, in fluttering clothes, walked past her in small steps, like dragonflies skimming the water, bringing up a small gentle breeze.

The suspension bridge swayed slightly, and in the blink of an eye the two men were on the other side. They spun around with their swords blazing brightly, and quickly took care of the archers.

Jealousy quickly turned back, and put his palm on the girl's soft waist, with a worried look on his face: "I'll carry you to the shore first."

Pu Ran shook his head, stood up slowly with a wandering look in his eyes, and walked forward with unsteady steps.

Every step was taken with jealousy, fearing that she would lose her mind and fall. The man was on high alert, following behind her with his arms outstretched to protect her, as if he was watching over a chick that had just learned to walk.

After a while, they finally reached the shore. Zongzheng Yuchi was looking at the sword that pierced the big man's chest with a frown, and shouted, "Why don't you come out and see me?"

Someone dealt with the big man before Pu Ran.

It was actually a scarlet broadsword, the blade was graceful and beautiful, and it was fierce and ruthless when it struck. Just this one sword was enough to stir up a force that could swallow mountains and rivers.

Master.

Zong Zheng Yuchi almost immediately realized that the other party's strength was far superior to his own.

Envy also glanced at the broadsword, and then his eyes tightened.

Most people who use swords in the world use long swords, and there are also many black iron heavy swords and belt-worn soft swords. However, as far as he has heard, the red broadsword has only been used by one person.

"Hahahaha-"

A sudden burst of laughter broke out, stirring the heart and soul.

The man seemed to be walking on the wind, wearing a slender and untidy dark red robe, with a bright golden sun behind him and the red earring on his left ear reflecting a dazzling light.

He was born tall and straight, with a body full of explosive power, like piled stones of jade and rows of pines of emerald green. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, bright and majestic, and an arrogant and noble temperament. How could he not be unique and outstanding, there being no one like him in the world?

He laughed furiously, his eyebrows and eyes were wild and enthusiastic, just like the bright golden sun above his head.

"It looked interesting, so I wanted to join in."

Amid the stunned gazes of the crowd, he slowly walked to the big man and drew out his red broadsword. The blood seemed to have melted into the sword, leaving no trace.

Fury sheathed his sword and said loudly, "Where are you going? How about taking me with you?"

Zong Zheng Yuchi felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy and was confused and uncertain. Why did Emperor Chi Zhao appear here?

Envy had guessed it was him as soon as she saw Broadsword.

"You are going to Tantra. You are too busy to get away. Why are you here?"

Among all the fellow disciples, you should not be the one to come. How can a leader of a country wander around randomly? Are you going on a secret visit?

"Qingxuan now has many territories under my rule. I came to see if these people are honest and whether there are any who want to rebel."

envy:"……"

Bullshit, you just want to come over and get to know Qingxuan well, and swallow up the last half of their territory in one gulp.

His furious eyes turned and fell on the pale-faced Puran. He stretched out his long arms and easily held her in his arms. His rough fingers gently stroked the girl's cheek, half angry and half jealous:

"How do you take care of people? I haven't seen you for a while, how come you look so haggard?"

Jealousy opened his mouth, speechless.

The eldest brother touched her cheek tenderly as if he were touching a small animal, and pinched her earlobe. Only when she saw the red earrings he had given her did a smile soften his eyes.

"But you're not having a good time and you're hungry?"

Look at his pale face, it looks like it was painted with paint.

Pu Ran drooped his head listlessly and said, "I am full."

fury:"?"

"I ate too much in the car, and my stomach couldn't handle the bumps on the suspension bridge."

I'm not lying, she really is full of herself.

The anger rose again, and he cursed out of jealousy: "You are a doctor, don't you know that you should control your diet properly? What if you eat too much and hurt your body?"

I feel jealous and aggrieved. How dare I stop her from eating me?

It's just nice talk. Do you have the courage to try to stop her yourself next time?

The eldest senior brother has been practicing sword skills for many years, so his hands are slender, strong, but also quite rough.

He didn't really understand what gentleness was, and was usually decisive in his actions, but now he was willing to give his junior sister some favor, and his fingers only touched her skin lightly, for fear that his calluses on his hands would hurt her.

The large palm pressed on Pu Ran's lower abdomen and kneaded it gently, as if trying to relieve her discomfort.

Zong Zheng Yuchi finally calmed down the shock in his heart, and finally found his voice. He couldn't help but say: "Even if you are brothers and sisters, you shouldn't be so close."

You really think there are no outsiders here.

In the eyes of others, a violent man is a reckless man. What does he know about the difference between men and women? Secular ethics are for you ordinary people to restrain. What does it have to do with Emperor Chi Zhao?

After all, the emperor is the one who makes the rules.

Sure enough, he took a casual glance and felt a sudden sense of oppression: "Who dares to control me?"

If you say another word, I will strike you with the sword.

Well, Zong Zheng Yuchi didn't want to make things difficult for himself any more, so he simply closed his eyes, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Jealousy's eyelids twitched fiercely, veins popped out on his forehead, and he said with gritted teeth: "My stomach is uncomfortable, why are you rubbing my belly?"

Yes, you rubbed the wrong place.

Bao Nu moved his caring hand upwards. Jealousy was horrified and quickly pulled Puran into his arms, holding her tightly. He looked at Bao Nu with a vigilant look on his face: "Where did this lecher come from!"

You are touching my breasts, do you understand?

You commit indecent acts in broad daylight, are you so great as Emperor Chi Zhao?

He was furious and was about to chop Jealousy into countless pieces, but Pu Ran stretched out his arms and legs in surprise, adding fuel to the fire.

"Fourth Brother, I feel so comfortable right now."

envy:"……"

Bao An laughed loudly and waved at her: "Come here, Junior Sister. I will take you to enjoy wealth and glory in the future."

To be honest, Pu Ran's feelings of jealousy were deeper than rage, after all, he and Qing Xuan and his group spent every day together.

Seeing that Pu Ran didn't move, Jealousy breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Ignore him, just treat him as a thug who came to your door..."

When he was halfway through his words, Pu Ran ran to Bao Nu with two shallow dimples on her face, and said crisply, "Big Brother."

So sweet.

It’s not that a gentle husband is not attractive, but that wealth and glory are more cost-effective.

Bao Nu was in a very good mood and happily took her hand and walked forward.

"Go to the Tantric Sect? I heard that the security there is complicated, so I will clear the way for you and let you have a smooth journey."

"Big Brother, you are such a nice person!"

The jealous heart was broken into pieces: "..."

No, he just wanted to fight.