The princess is a flirt, and the prince loves her dearly

Jiang Wan held a long sword and attacked Wen Shu. The woman in front of her was her enemy, an enemy she would never stop fighting.

Wen Shu is capable and has martial arts skills, but every time she tries to muster up strength to dodge Jiang Wan's attacks, the power in her body just can't keep up, as if she is restrained by an invisible force. No matter how hard she struggles, it is all in vain.

At this time, Jiang Wan's attacks became more and more fierce. Wen Shu could only struggle desperately. The wounds on her body continued to appear, and her dodging movements became slow and weak.

"Puff..." There was another sound of a long sword piercing into the body. Wen Shu gnashed her teeth and grabbed the sword tightly with hatred. The fierceness in her eyes was not concealed at all, "You are looking for death!"

Jiang Wan sneered provocatively, "At this point, Princess Wen Shu still doesn't understand it thoroughly?"

"Jiang Wan! What did you do to me?!"

Jiang Wan blinked her starry eyes, "What are you doing? Didn't Princess Wenshu feel what I did to you?"

"you……"

"It seems that Princess Wenshu doesn't want your hand anymore! In that case..."

Before he finished speaking, a cruel coldness flashed in Jiang Wan's eyes. The moment he gripped the hilt of the sword, the sword was pulled back with force, and a scream of extreme pain, "Ah..." resounded throughout the world.

His wrist moved slightly, and the sword flowered, pointing directly at Wen Shu. Blood was dripping onto the ground from the sword.

At the same time, along with the blood, half of the hand fell to the ground, along with the following words: "Then there is no need to keep it!"

"Jiang Wan!" Wen Shu screamed in pain, her bloodshot eyes staring at her.

"how?"

It was another contemptuous voice, which drove Wen Shu crazy.

She shook her arm and took out a whistle, saying viciously: "I want all of you to be buried with me!"

Jiang Wan smiled but said nothing.

Wen Shu, who was in a frenzy, blew the whistle and suddenly saw a look of control flashing in Jiang Wan's eyes.

In an instant, Wen Shu realized something, but it was too late.

At the moment of ups and downs, this place is filled with the living dead.

But during the ups and downs, many people landed here holding cold swords.

As soon as the zombies made a move, the man with the cold sword rushed forward without hesitation, waving the sword in his hand, and human heads fell to the ground one after another under his feet like chopping carrots.

Suddenly, a sound that broke through the void "whoosh" passed through Wen Shu's hand holding the whistle.

His hand was pierced by an arrow and he loosened his hand weakly. The moment the whistle fell, Jiang Wan quickly kicked the whistle away and it fell into Xiao Beichen's hands.

Looking back again, I saw that the arrow was shot by Jiang Minghe who was supported by Su Yuyan!

His hands trembled a few times with the remaining strength!

Although he is ill, he is still as good as anyone!

"Wanwan." Xiao Beichen handed the whistle to Jiang Wan. Jiang Wan took it without hesitation and loosened his grip, letting it drop to the ground.

Just as the whistle fell to the ground and Wen Shu's eyes widened, an embroidered shoe stepped on the whistle and crushed it hard.

"The thing that can identify the master is gone, Princess Wenshu should set off!"

"you……"

"Puff..." At the moment when Wen Shu was staring at Jiang Wan, there was another sound of breaking through the air, this time it was aimed at Wen Shu's heart.

It was still shot by Jiang Minghe.

This time, he had used up almost all of his strength, and after shooting the arrow, his hand dropped weakly and trembled.

Wen Shu fell back to the ground in pain, shock and unwillingness, raising a cloud of dust.

The living dead were beheaded one after another, and there were bloodstains, limbs and heads everywhere.

For a moment, the scene here was as horrifying as the Shura battlefield.

Jiang Wan looked down at Wen Shu, holding the sword across her neck, and said, "I have put so much thought into everything that Princess Wen Shu has planned. Are you satisfied?"

"Gu, gulp..." Wen Shu's breathing was irregular and blood kept flowing out of her mouth. She used all her strength to look sideways at Jiang Wan.

"I underestimated you..."

Jiang Wan raised the long sword in his hand and raised the corner of his mouth, "A tiger father will never have a dog daughter!"

The moment the sword in her hand was swung down, Wen Shu's eyes full of unwillingness were forever frozen at this moment.

The head rolled and blood splattered everywhere. Jiang Wan retracted his sword and didn't look at her again.

Wen Shu's life ended at this moment. Her struggling eyes finally looked at the pitch-black sky, a gloomy sky without moonlight or starlight.

She has never been loved by her mother since she was born.

Just because she is a daughter, not the boy that everyone is looking forward to every day.

The idea that a mother's status depends on her son's status was most vividly reflected in the imperial palace.

Wen Shu was a daughter, and although she was the youngest daughter, she was not liked by her mother.

She thought, if she were the youngest son, things would be different!

She grew up without her mother's love.

She did it to prove herself so that she could live a satisfying life in the future.

She became ruthless.

She was ruthless towards her mother who didn't love her.

However, it was clear that her cruel intention was not to kill her mother, but somehow she almost took her life.

Her original intention was to sacrifice herself to save her mother, after all, her father attached great importance to filial piety at that time.

Unfortunately, Feng Ping's sudden intervention ruined her plan.

Because of this conspiracy, her mother and her maternal family indirectly caused Feng Ping to bear all the infamy and loss of her life.

Later, she didn't want to stay in the palace anymore, so she secretly ran away.

She succeeded, but she was a despised person, so who would care whether she lived or died?