The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

Princess Liuyun was delighted and turned around to look at Leng Xinmo provocatively.

"This bitch hurt Linlang, Brother Wushang, you kill her for Linlang!"

Qian Wushang's aura suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Princess Liuyun coldly, "I'm asking, who said you are my princess?"

Hearing this, Princess Liuyun's figure shook, her face turned pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, tears fell, and she looked at Qian Wushang in disbelief.

"Brother Wushang, what are you talking about? We have been in school together since we were little, and my aunt gave me a token as proof."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite and special ring. Qian Wushang glanced at the ring in Wei Linlang's hand, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Of course he had seen the ring before, and he also had a similar one. Although it was given to him by his mother, he didn't think it was special.

But the woman was obviously surprised. He did not miss it when Wei Linlang opened her palm just now.

The woman's breath fluctuated for a moment, and although it quickly calmed down, he still noticed it.

Qian Wushang looked at Wei Linlang and said coldly, "Then wait until you really marry me before you tell me."

He originally thought that it didn't matter who he married. Since his mother wanted him to marry his aunt's daughter when she was alive, then he would marry her.

It's just a woman, and now he seems to have other interesting ideas.

Wei Linlang collapsed. Even though Brother Wushang was cruel and tyrannical, he was always very kind to others and to herself. But now...

It's that bitch! It's all that woman's fault. Wei Linlang looked at Qian Wushang with resentment and looked at Leng Xinmo with venom. Leng Xinmo couldn't help but sneer.

It's a ridiculous woman whose life is useless!

In fact, this was completely Wei Linlang's illusion.

Qian Wushang may have met Wei Linlang more often when he was a child, after all, their mothers were sisters.

However, when Qian Wushang was 8 years old, Princess Zhuiyue passed away, and the emperor has been neglecting Qian Wushang ever since.

Qian Wushang will be allowed to leave the palace and build his own house, leaving him to fend for himself.

Faced with various conspiracies of the royal family, Qian Wushang escaped death several times, and his temperament became more and more violent and cruel.

Of course, I rarely see Wei Linlang, let alone whether their relationship is good or not.

Until he was fifteen years old, he started to fight on the battlefield and was like being exiled for many years.

After ten years of fighting on the battlefield, with corpses everywhere and killing countless people, he became known as the Demon Prince in everyone's eyes.

Until Wei Linlang ran out crying, Qian Wushang didn't even give her a glance.

After watching such a good show, Leng Xinmo was about to leave, but just as he raised his foot, he suddenly felt a surge of pressure.

A powerful force came towards him, and Leng Xinmo's face changed. He suddenly felt that his internal organs were about to shift out of place.

Her face grew paler, but she gritted her teeth and did nothing. She knew that the man was putting pressure on her.

She couldn't move her flying knife, and the internal force in her body had not yet fully integrated.

If she moved, this terrible man would kill her.

Regardless of how many masters there are around him, whether openly or secretly, there is only him alone. Leng Xinmo knows that she is not his opponent at the moment.

She could only endure it, a trace of scarlet flowing from the corner of her mouth, but the smile on her face became more charming and enchanting.

Like a flower of death blooming in the dark hell, it is captivating.

Qian Wushang's eyes darkened and the pressure intensified.

"Puff..." Leng Xinmo spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qian Wushang walked up to Leng Xinmo, grabbed her jaw, forced her to look at him, and moved his thin lips slightly:

"name!"

Leng Xinmo smiled sweetly, but his eyes were icy cold: "Leng Xinmo"

Originally, when Qian Wushang saw that the woman was about to leave, he became angry for no reason and put pressure on her.

He thought that with the strong internal energy in her body, he would definitely be able to counteract her attack with his internal energy, which would also be a good opportunity to test her strength.

But I didn't expect her to be motionless. He didn't resist at all, and saw the red blood flowing from the corner of the woman's mouth.

Qian Wushang became even more annoyed. He didn't like this feeling. He thought it must be because he didn't like this person provoking him.

Qian Wushang became even more annoyed, so he increased his internal strength to force her to attack, but he saw her spit out a mouthful of blood.

He panicked for a moment, withdrew his internal strength, and instinctively walked in front of her to see how she was.

But he saw this woman with that alluring smile again. He knew that this woman was the best at lying and acting, just like that time in the ruined temple.

When we met for the first time, he seduced me with his body while planning to kill me.

He didn't allow her to smile at him like that. There was no sincerity in his eyes, only coldness.

Qian Wushang raised his hand to cover Leng Xinmo's eyes: "Qian Wushang, remember..."

Leng Xinmo was stunned, "Jingxuan... remember"

I remembered what the man said before he died.

"Hmm..." Leng Xinmo felt a pain in his chin and frowned slightly, coming back to his senses.

"Who are you thinking about?" Qian Wushang pinched Leng Xinmo's chin with a little force.

This man's intuition was frighteningly accurate, and he replied indifferently: "No."

Qian Wushang whispered in Leng Xinmo's ear: "I don't care who you are or where you come from. From now on, you can only stay by my side."

Leng Xinmo chuckled and took away Qian Wushang's hand that was covering her eyes.

Looking straight at Qian Wushang: "You can't stop me."

Qian Wushang said without a trace of emotion: "After today, everyone will know that you are my woman.

It just so happens that I have enemies in several countries, and since you have offended Wei Linlang today, Duke Jingguo and Princess Zhuxing will not let you go.

It is estimated that you will be hunted down by thousands of troops before you even leave Fengyao.

Unless you destroy your appearance and live in seclusion in the mountains."

At the end of his speech, Qian Wushang raised the corner of his mouth wickedly, watching Leng Xinmo's cold and beautiful face gradually turn darker.

Qian Wushang's eyes were filled with laughter, and he continued, "Besides, the ring on my hand, don't you have any interest in it?"

Leng Xinmo's heart skipped a beat. This man's observation skills were amazing.

He noticed the fleeting surprise. This man is so scary.

Leng Xinmo carefully observed Qian Wushang for the first time. His face seemed to be carved by a knife and an axe, so beautiful that Leng Xinmo was slightly dazed.

The cold, murderous, bloody and tyrannical aura emanating from him frightened everyone.

Years of killer instinct told me that this man was dangerous and I needed to stay away from him.

But now she can't leave. Only by finding the Panlong Spirit King Ring can she go back.

Although she only took a quick glance just now, she also saw the ring on the princess's hand.

It is very similar to the Panlong Lingwang Ring in style and material. However, the ring of the Panlong Lingwang Ring is engraved with two intertwined dragons.

But the one just now was not, and although the gem on the ring setting was also rare in the world, it was still not as good as the imperial green on the Panlong Lingwang ring.

Qian Wushang also has one. Even if it is not the Panlong Lingwang Ring, it must be related to it.

At least it was a clue, not to mention, as he said, he had just arrived at this damn place.

If so many people wanted to kill me, I would be so depressed. Disfigured? Retired to the mountains? Secluded from the world?

What’s the difference between that and death? Since God has brought me here, I will never come here in vain.

Even if I can never go back, I, Leng Xinmo, will carve out a place for myself in this strange world.

Looking at the dazzling and scorching look of confidence that suddenly appeared in Leng Xinmo's eyes.

Qian Wushang's heart was filled with excitement, and suddenly an idea came into his mind: One day, he wanted her eyes to be filled with him.

They poured into his heart like mushrooms after a spring rain, and grew like crazy for a long time.