The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

Yang Qianqian seemed to be surrounded by a layer of coldness. She had no choice but to close her eyes. Only one thought flashed through her mind: If I die here, I wonder if I can return to the modern era?

Brother, I miss you so much...

"Ding-dong--" The sharp sound of metal collision came into her ears and almost broke her eardrum.

The long-awaited chill did not stay on her neck for a long time, causing her to secretly open her eyes, only to find that she was still standing there intact.

Lu'er didn't move either.

"Monkey, why hurt innocent people?" The man in black had stood up at some point and was standing next to the man in green. His face was covered with a black veil, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.

The man in blue is called "Monkey"?

They are quite a match. Yang Qianqian couldn't help laughing and touched her neck.

Fortunately, fortunately, my neck is still on her shoulder. No matter what, it is better to live a miserable life than to die, right?

When mom and dad got into trouble, it was so difficult, but she and her brother managed to get through it. Now, nothing can defeat the tenacious Yang Qianqian.

"When did Leng Yue, the legendary number one killer in the world, learn the meaning of the word innocent?"

The monkey sneered, swung the sword, and stabbed at Yang Qianqian and her servant again.

Leng Yue raised his sword downwards, his figure so fast that it was unclear. In less than a second, a sword suddenly flew up from the air, shining silver, and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Don't force me to draw my sword. I only kill those I want to kill. Don't force me to kill others!" Leng Yue's voice was as cold as ice.

Yang Qianqian shivered in the hot weather, then looked at Leng Yue's hand. It turned out that his sword was not unsheathed at all. The monkey's soft sword just now only hit his scabbard.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Yang Qianqian blurted out. An unsheathed sword knocked out an unsheathed sword, and the winner was decided immediately.

Leng Yue suddenly turned around and looked at her coldly, with a slight ripple in his eyes, so fast that he didn't even notice it.

Yang Qianqian just felt very cold, so cold that she couldn't help but shiver again.

It’s terrible. Is this guy made of ice? Otherwise, how could he be so cold?

The monkey picked up the sword from the ground angrily and sighed, "When the sword is unsheathed, blood will be drawn. Hou is inferior to others in skills, so I voluntarily admit defeat!"

"Call your master out!" Leng Yue looked like she was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

The monkey did not back down at this moment, and held the sword horizontally in front of him: "If you want to see my master, then you can only step over Hou's body!"

"You are a loyal dog who protects its master. I will leave your body intact!"

As soon as Leng Yue finished speaking, there was a "clang" sound, and suddenly there were sword flowers all over the sky. Then there was another "clang" sound, and the green-clothed male monkey fell straight down.

Yang Qianqian and Lu'er opened their mouths in shock, and terror instantly filled every pore of their bodies.

The two "clang" sounds were one when the sword was drawn from the sheath, and one when the sword was put back into the sheath. There was less than a second between them, and the monkey's forehead had been stabbed hard by the sword.

...Is this person in front of me the "Red Dot in Central Plains"? Could it be that she has traveled into the novel of Gu Long?

Yang Qianqian was still relatively calm, after all, she had seen quite a few dead bodies, although only in the autopsy room and the morgue.

So he squatted down tremblingly, put his hand on the monkey's neck and probed it, and said in a trembling voice: "He~ is dead~"

"Ah——" A sharp cry came from Lu'er who finally couldn't control herself.