After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

Ren Chennan's eyes were like those of a hawk in the dark night, fixed tightly on Jiang Wan: "Nightingale, do you want to come back to me? I can forgive you for your past mistakes, and even grant you a higher position and forgive you for everything you have done."

Jiang Wan's lips curled up into a cold smile. Just as she was about to refuse, Xia Yurou blocked her and said, "Nightingale is just a thing of the past. Now she is called Jiang Wan, the daughter of Guard Jiang, the young city lord of Nandu City, the granddaughter of Liu Qingyun, and the wife of Lin Yuan, the general who guards Beiling City. Wanwan's status is extremely noble. Do you think you are worthy of it? You are just a rude and unreasonable Southern King who doesn't recognize his relatives. How dare you dare to touch her? It's really a foolish dream!"

Heisha followed the princess' words and taunted, "Oh, your internal injuries are not light. Were you squeezed dry by some concubine last night? That's why you can't beat our Miss Jiang! Tsk tsk, look at how weak you are. You can't even stand steadily. You still want Miss Jiang to go back with you to resume your old business? Are you worthy? You are not even worthy of carrying Miss Jiang's shoes. You still say that you will let bygones be bygones. Your narrow-mindedness is smaller than the tip of a needle. Who would believe it? Besides, City Lord Liu can crush you to death with just one finger. You'd better stay where you are."

Ren Chennan was so angry at Heisha's words that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He held the Meteor Gun tightly in one hand and tried to keep his body steady.

He glared at Xia Yurou and Jiang Wan, gritting his teeth and saying, "No wonder, I was still wondering, as the deputy commander of the Imperial City Guards, why did Lin Yuan not protect my brother, but happened to run to block me from going to Beiling. It turns out that he went to join that useless King Beiling, and now he has become the general defending Beiling. What a good trick! I will never let you go, just wait for me, I will make you pay the price."

Xia Yurou gently stroked her belly, which had not yet shown any signs of pregnancy, and tried her best to control her good mood. She said coldly, "You scolded my prince again, Ren Chennan, don't think that I can't do anything to you just because I'm pregnant."

Liu Xiaoxue was tightly protected by Bai Sha, but she still took advantage of the gap when Ren Chennan was not paying attention and flicked her fingers. A mysterious emerald green light merged into Jiang Wan's body. Her originally tired expression was instantly restored and her spiritual power was replenished.

Jiang Wan clenched her fists, feeling that she was in great shape. Her first reaction was to protect Xia Yurou behind her: "You bullied my sisters and killed my parents. The son must pay for the father's debt. Ren Chennan, we should have settled this account long ago."

Heisha laughed grimly, swung the death sickle in his hand, and the breath of death filled his nose. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "It is better for me to deal with this kind of garbage, so as not to dirty your hands, otherwise the princess will be distressed again."

Ren Chennan had a stubborn bloodstain on the corner of his mouth. He held on to his shaky body, his eyes flickering with unwilling flames. "I am a descendant of the royal family, with noble blood. Do you dare to kill me? Do you know who my brother is? If my brother knew, what would happen to the Black and White Devils? You, including King Beiling and Lin Yuan, will die without a burial place."

Heisha sneered, and slammed the death sickle in his hand heavily on the desert sand, stirring up a cloud of dust. "You can't win, so you ask for help? You are even more shameless than me. Do you think you can scare me by mentioning your brother? I am not afraid of being scared. Humph, in front of absolute strength, royal descendants, brothers, they are all bullshit."

Liu Xiaoxue was amused by Heisha's boldness and covered her mouth with her hands to laugh: "Brother Heisha, you are so rude, but I like it."

Bai Sha, who has always been calm and steady, couldn't help but curl up a faint smile, and his smile hid his love for Lao Hei.

"Your personality really makes people love and hate you."

When Heisha heard Lao Bai's praise, he puffed out his chest and raised his chin proudly, like a proud peacock: "I can't stand this kind of royal family who bullies others by taking advantage of their power."

Xia Yurou leaned back slightly and pursed her lips at the Heisha behind her: "His brother's background is so great that even the prince would be wary of him. He is the legendary War King."

When Heisha heard the name of the War King, his originally arrogant expression instantly froze, his eyes widened, and even his voice trembled a little: "Princess, which... which War King?"

Bai Sha shook his head lightly, his eyes full of helplessness, and whispered: "Old Black, you only grow in height but not in brains. Who in Dragon Country dares to pretend to be the War King? It must be that person. He can kill a Grandmaster in seconds with just a raise of his hand."

Heisha's body trembled, and he looked at Ren Chennan tremblingly, and asked uncertainly: "Is your brother really the War King?"

Ren Chennan's lips curled up into a cold smile, his eyes flashing with smug arrogance: "Humph, are you scared now? My brother is the number one on the list, stationed at the border all year round, and is a well-known war king in Dragon Country."

The frantic Black Demon showed a rare solemnity. His tall body unconsciously took two steps back, the sand under his feet rustled, and a low and hoarse voice came out of his throat: "I can't afford to offend you. I really can't afford to offend you."

Xiaoxue's eyes were full of teasing: "What? Brother Hei, who is fearless, also gets scared sometimes?"

Heisha glared at her and said in a tough tone, "Who... who is scared? I'm just thinking of a countermeasure."

There was a hint of guilt in his words, but he still tried to maintain his mighty and tall image in front of Bai Sha.

Bai Sha's eyes were as firm as a rock, and his calm tone was full of power: "Old Black, no matter who the other party is, as long as they dare to bully Xiaoxue and the princess, we, the Black and White Demons, will protect them even if it means risking our lives."

Black Demon looked at White Demon with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, then he straightened his back, the death sickle in his hand gleaming with a strong black light under the scorching sun, and he shouted hoarsely, "So what if he's the War King! I'll shoot him anyway if he provokes me, after all, I'm not a pushover either."

After saying this, he was like an enraged god of death from the underworld, emitting a cold aura all over his body. He suddenly accelerated, like a black lightning streak across the desert, quickly approaching Ren Chennan, and the death sickle in his hand cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Ren Chennan barely raised the Meteor Spear to meet the attack, but his spiritual power was weak after the battle with Jiang Wan, and his internal strength was empty. At the moment when the tip of the spear collided violently with the blade, the Meteor Spear was shaken out of his hand and flew across the sand, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The desert was scorching hot under the scorching sun. At this moment, Ren Chennan fell on the sand, trying stubbornly to stand up. The dust covered his clothes, making him look even more miserable.

Heisha's death scythe hung above his neck, the blade flashing with black light, ready to end his life at any time.

"Nan Wang, don't you always say that Bei Ling Wang is a waste? Then you don't think you are much better than the prince now."

Ren Chennan's face was livid, but a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "A defeated general, if you want to kill him, just kill him. There is no need to say more."

"Okay, then I'll grant your wish."

Heisha answered briefly and decisively, the tip of the blade was about to touch Ren Chennan's neck, and the breath of death enveloped him.

Just when Ren Chennan thought he was dead, a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "Stop it!"

The blade stopped at the skin, and the sharp corners pierced the surface, causing blood to ooze out. Just a little force would kill the person on the spot.

Jiang Wan supported Xia Yurou and walked slowly forward. Her gaze stayed on Ren Chennan for a moment, then moved to Heisha, a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

Bai Sha, Xiao Xue, Dong Yuhong and Sun Erniang followed closely behind the princess, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Heisha looked at Xia Yurou with a depressed look on his face, and asked in confusion: "Princess, what do you mean? Are you going to let the tiger go back to the mountain and wait for the King of the South to recover and kill you in the future?"

Liu Xiaoxue blinked her bright eyes, looked at Xia Yurou in confusion, and said crisply: "Sister, didn't you teach Xue'er not to be naive? Why are you trying to stop Brother Hei from killing him now? If he comes back in the future, you and the prince will be in danger."

Jiang Wan's hair fluttered in the wind, and her cold and arrogant eyes stared at Xia Yurou, as if nothing in the world was as important as her: "Yurou, as long as it's your decision, even if he and my Jiang family have an irreconcilable feud, I can put it aside for the time being and do whatever you want."

Xia Yurou smiled and looked at Jiang Wan: "Wanwan, thank you. I have my reasons for doing this."

Ren Chennan struggled to raise his head, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of stubbornness: "Demon Concubine, don't think that I will be grateful to you just because you are like this. Kill me if you want to. If I frown, I will not be a hero."

There was no fear of death in his eyes, only the persistence of dignity. That look inexplicably made people feel awe.

Xia Yurou opened her red lips softly, "Ren Chennan, I won't kill you. First, I remember that you protected me from Du Wenxuan. Although the reason was ridiculous, I don't want to owe anyone a favor, especially you. Second, you are my husband's cousin after all, and we are related by blood. Let's put an end to our grudges today. But I hope you will take care of yourself in the future. If you dare to do anything that is detrimental to me or the prince again, I will not let you off easily."

She waved her hand lightly, signaling Heisha to retract the death scythe.

Heisha frowned, and his sickle hung in the air without moving.

Bai Sha patted his shoulder gently and said, "Old Black, since the princess has said so, we must obey."

Although Heisha was unwilling, he listened to Lao Bai and obediently took back the black-glowing death sickle in his hand.

He snorted and complained in a low voice: "Princess, you are such a woman, I have overestimated you after all."

Having said that, his tone no longer had the arrogance it had before.

Xiaoxue hurriedly pulled Heisha over and pulled him behind Xia Yurou, with a reproachful look in her eyes: "Okay, Brother Heisha, stop acting like a child and don't disobey my sister."

Ren Chennan gritted his teeth and picked up the Meteor Gun on the sand. The tip of the gun trembled slightly, as if reflecting his inner unwillingness.

He forced himself to stand up, looked directly at Xia Yurou, and said word by word: "Demon Concubine, I will kill you sooner or later."

Xia Yurou rolled her eyes at Ren Chennan, turned around and tilted her head slightly, and said coldly: "I'll be at your service anytime."

Then he ignored him, walked towards the SUV with the help of Jiang Wan, and pulled out the Fengming sword that was stuck in the sand.

She gently put her beloved sword back into the scabbard in the car, as if giving an elegant farewell to this desert dispute.

Xia Yurou turned around, looked at Sun Erniang tenderly, and said softly, "Erniang, come back to Beiling with me?"

There was a hint of hesitation in Sun Erniang's eyes, as if she was still recalling the good times she had spent here with Du Wenxuan.

Jiang Wan asked directly: "Are you still thinking about him?"

Sun Erniang lowered her head and remained silent.

Liu Xiaoxue was anxious, and she held Sun Erniang's hand and said, "He killed Mentou and Lengzi, did a lot of bad things, and almost strangled you to death. Don't be stubborn anymore."

Sun Erniang's eyes were slightly red, and she finally spoke, whispering: "I will go back to Beiling with you. I miss Hanhan too."

After saying that, she sat in the passenger seat of the SUV with a disappointed look.

Xia Yurou got into the off-road vehicle and pressed the button. The low roar of the engine echoed in the empty desert.

She did not rush to drive away, but rolled down the window and took a last look at the sea of sand that had witnessed countless grievances.

The sun shone on the car. Xiaoxue was already sitting in the back seat, and the black and white demons were standing on the left and right like loyal guardians.

Jiang Wan mounted Heisha's motorcycle, looking heroic, and stood side by side with the off-road vehicle, heading back to Beiling City together.

Dong Yuhong stood beside the SUV, the setting sun stretched her figure slender, she gently stroked the willow-curved double swords at her waist, a little disappointed: "Princess, Yuhong will not go, there are still some things at the escort agency that I need to take care of."

Xia Yurou met her eyes through the car window and smiled slightly: "It's okay. When you want to come back, the door of my Beiwang Mansion will always be open to you. You are welcome at any time."

Dong Yuhong nodded, a hint of warmth flashing in her eyes.

"After I have dealt with this incident, I will definitely return to Beiling to visit you, the prince, and my little baby Hanhan."

Liu Xiaoxue leaned against the car window and waved goodbye to Dong Yuhong: "Goodbye, Sister Dong, come to Beiling to see us soon."

Dong Yuhong smiled back, said a simple goodbye to Jiang Wan, turned and walked towards the Desert Inn.

Golden sand rose up under her feet, like a golden ribbon, slowly spreading out in the afterglow of the sunset.

Xia Yurou drove the off-road vehicle, flexibly moving between the undulating sand dunes, with the wheels drawing a magnificent arc.

Jiang Wan followed closely behind, the roar of the motorcycle and the sound of the engine intertwined, playing a song of return to Beiling.

Ren Chennan stayed alone, his figure looked particularly lonely in the sunset. He weakly grasped the Meteor Spear, his eyes burning with an undying fire, staring at the direction where Xia Yurou and the others were going away, with a fierce smile on his lips: "Demon Concubine, you wait for me. When my spiritual power recovers, I will make you pay the price. Nightingale can only be mine."

The wind blew, and yellow sand filled the sky, blowing the corners of Ren Chennan's clothes wantonly, and his messy hair danced wildly in the wind.

Ren Chennan stood alone on the sand dune, his body covered by rolling yellow sand, as if abandoned by the world.

There was only anger in his eyes, and the hand holding the Meteor Gun was shaking slightly, not because of weakness, but because of anger.

When Ren Chennan learned that Nightingale had married Lin Yuan, the love buried deep in his heart completely turned into overwhelming hatred.

No matter whether it is Nightingale or Jiang Wan, in Ren Chennan's heart, they can only be his, and no one can take them away.