The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

When the two siblings heard this, Qing Lingxiu hurriedly said to Jiang Fan: "His name is Feng Daishan, and he is the young master of the ancient Feng tribe... He..."

Jiang Fan listened to Qing Lingxiu's story and had a general understanding of the identity of the person opposite him.

The other party was the young master of a medium-sized tribe next to the Heqing tribe. Their Gufeng tribe surrendered to the Holy King of Nanyue in Fengnan.

Therefore, his status in the surrounding tribes also rose. However, Feng Daishan did not have a good reputation in the tribes near them.

He raped women, bullied the good, and did all kinds of evil. He used to be more restrained, but now that he has joined Feng Nanbu, he has become even more rampant.

Some time ago, this guy had set his sights on Qing Lingxiu and brought people to propose marriage, but was later driven out by Qing Lingxiu's father.

Therefore, this person took the opportunity to suppress the Qinghe tribe, and sent people to rob the Qinghe people of their prey and mountain products, or beat the members of the Qinghe tribe at will.

The two brothers had several conflicts with each other, but neither of them gained the upper hand in the end. If the two brothers and his parents were not very strong in fighting power, among the best in the surrounding tribes, this guy might have used force on Qing Lingxiu.

This guy came up from another mountain pass, and the two siblings didn't expect to meet him here.

Feng Daishan on the opposite side happened to look over at this time. When he saw Qing Lingxiu, a lustful look suddenly appeared on his face and he walked over quickly.

He only had Qing Lingxiu in his eyes, and seemed to ignore the people around him.

"So it's Sister Lingxiu. Are you here to accompany my brother-in-law to the son-in-law selection meeting? I have to say that with your ability, you can't compare with the Little Saint King. You'd better not embarrass yourself."

"Aren't you asking for a precious medicine? As long as Sister Lingxiu agrees to marry me, I will ask Madam Little Saint King for a precious medicine for you. It shouldn't be difficult!"

This guy acted very familiar from the start, his eyes only focused on Qing Lingxiu, and he kept calling Qing Yucheng "brother-in-law".

It was as if Qing Lingxiu had really become his wife. He boasted without any limit.

Not to mention that he was only the young chief of a medium-sized tribe, even if he was the young chief of one of the eight major tribes, he might not give face to the little saint king. Not to mention asking Young Master Wangshu for the precious medicine.

This guy talks all the time as if the Little Saint King has become the husband of Young Master Wangshu.

Jiang Fan wanted to laugh. This guy looked like a fool. His pretense was so uncomfortable.

This is not what you call pretending to be cool. It is more appropriate to say that he is brainless and embarrassing.

"Feng Daishan, do you have a mirror?" Qing Lingxiu looked at the disgusting face in front of her coldly and said lightly.

Feng Daishan was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he did not understand what Qing Lingxiu meant. He nodded instinctively, took out a glass mirror from his body, and said as if offering a treasure:

"Sister Lingxiu, do you want a mirror? I have one right here. This is a glass mirror that came from Dayan. It is priceless!"

Speaking of this, his face was full of pride and reluctance.

"If sister Lingxiu likes it, I will give it to you!" He pretended to be distressed and handed the mirror to Qing Lingxiu.

The corners of Qing Lingxiu's mouth twitched, and she looked at Feng Daishan. She couldn't help but want to cover her head with her hands.

This guy is so stupid! Or maybe he is just pretending to be crazy. Can't he hear my obvious words?

She held back her temper, showing a wooden smile on her face and said, "Excuse me, I just want you to look in the mirror and see if you are worthy?!"

Hearing this, Feng Daishan actually turned the mirror towards himself, looked left and right and said, "Not worthy? I think I am very worthy! Look, I am so handsome!"

When he said this, Qing Lingxiu didn't laugh, but Zhong Ling who was next to Jiang Fan was amused by this stupid guy.

She chuckled and couldn't stop laughing.

The moment her laughter rang out, Feng Daishan, who had just been shamelessly pestering Qing Lingxiu, suddenly turned cold in expression, and a chill emanated from his body.

Jiang Fan was stunned by this guy's behavior. It turned out that this guy's shameless attitude was only directed at Qing Lingxiu.

When he meets other people, this guy becomes like a different person. His viciousness and cruelty can be felt from his eyes.

Just when Jiang Fan thought that this guy might cause trouble for Zhong Ling, he was stunned when he saw that the laughter came from a beauty like Zhong Ling.

At this time, Zhong Ling was wearing the common girl's clothing in South Vietnam, and with her peerless beauty, her temperament even had a hint of maturity that Qing Lingxiu did not have.

Feng Daishan was stunned. He stared at Zhong Ling blankly and couldn't help swallowing. The gloomy look on his face had long disappeared.

When Jiang Fan saw this scene, a cold light flashed in his eyes. This guy's coldness depends on the person. He is extremely cruel to men or ugly women.

But in front of a beautiful woman, this guy turned into a pig, with lust in his eyes.

"Who is this sister! Lingxiu? Is she from your Heqing tribe? Why have I never seen her before..." Feng Daishan looked at Zhong Ling straightly, like a dog that couldn't walk.

That look was filled with lust and a strong sense of aggression. He even raised his hand and wanted to touch Zhong Ling's face.

This guy is really bold. Not only is he lustful, but he is also lustful to the point of having no bottom line.

Seeing his hand about to touch Zhong Ling's face, Zhong Ling wanted to kick this guy. But she was afraid of affecting Jiang Fan's plan, so she could only take a step back.

But Feng Daishan obviously didn't want to let Zhong Ling go. He took a step forward and continued to touch her.

Just when his hand was about to touch Zhong Ling, Jiang Fan stepped forward and pinched his fingertips, raised his leg and kicked Feng Daishan in the stomach in an instant.

Before this guy could react, Jiang Fan kicked him and sent him flying, falling to the ground.

When the four middle-aged men who looked like guards behind him saw this scene, they suddenly had fierce eyes and rushed towards Jiang Fan in an instant.

When Qing Lingxiu, Qing Yucheng and their two uncles saw this, they hurried over to greet them.

However, before they could help block the enemy, Zhong Ling raised his hand and slapped them four times. Before the four guards could react, they were knocked away by Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling turned her head to look at Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan's move made her eyes reveal tenderness and sweetness.

Jiang Fan grabbed Feng Daishan's hair and lifted him up like a dead dog. When Qing Yucheng, Qing Lingxiu and the other three saw this, they couldn't help but gasp.

This King of Qin is really cruel. It must be so painful to lift someone up like this. His scalp must have been torn off.

"Boy, you dare to touch my people? Are you tired of living?!" Jiang Fan looked at Feng Daishan coldly.