The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Chongyue's laughter was like a silver bell. The blazing fire caused by the branding iron being thrown into the brazier reflected on her face. She looked like a demon from hell, who could drag people to hell at any time.

"Mad woman."

Shentu Jue's back teeth were almost broken as he forced these three words out of his throat.

The man who had tried to stop Liang Chongyue just now looked at Arihan, who was usually the most well-behaved, with eyes full of heartache and regret. At this moment, he was trapped on the rack with iron chains, his head hung down and only the slightest rise and fall of his chest. The flesh on one side of his face had been scalded, and tears slid down the cooked flesh, dripping onto the ground along with the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

If I had known earlier, I should not have agreed to bring him here. Otherwise, he would still be lying in the tent dreaming of becoming a great hero, and he would not have come to this cannibalistic place, suffered humiliation, and even lost his life.

Liang Chongyue looked carefully at the man she had just burned. As if she was not satisfied with her work, she picked up a new iron from the brazier and gestured on the man's other cheek.

The man had experienced the power of a hot iron, and now he trembled with fear whenever the scalding iron came near him.

"You're still a child after all. How dare you follow the adults out to block someone's door?"

There was no emotion in Liang Chongyue's voice, she just put the branding iron straight to the man's other cheek.

"what------"

A puff of green smoke rose up, and Liang Chongyue pressed the branding iron on the man's cheek again. Then when he pulled it back, he did not forget to appreciate his work.

"Fortunately, there are many night-shining pearls in this princess's secret cell. Otherwise, you might not be able to see such beautiful green smoke from such a long distance."

Liang Chongyue threw the used branding iron back into the blazing brazier. She had ordered that each branding iron in it be soaked in special potions, and various poisonous weeds be added when burning.

If a person's skin comes into contact with the iron made from more than seventy kinds of poisonous herbs, even a great immortal will be unable to save him.

"You little bastard, you're just like your hypocritical father."

Liang Chongyue finally waited for Shentu Jue to speak, and then he no longer cared about the man's life or death, and walked towards Shentu Jue with square steps:

"Little beast? Ha, no one has ever dared to call me that. Are you tired of living? Do you want to take everyone here with you to die?"

Liang Chongyue's voice became noticeably deeper, and she was still carrying two magic swords on her back. While Shentu Jue was still frowning and remaining silent, she pulled back her left hand, and a magic sword came out of its sheath, stabbing directly at the man who had just asked her to stop.

Avoiding the heart, lungs and internal organs, the sword pierced his arm with just one blow. Blood spurted out immediately, splashing not only on the people standing in the cell behind the man, but also on Liang Chongyue.

"Ah, my arm, let me out, I will make you a little bitch..."

The man opened his mouth and screamed in pain. Liang Chongyue directly stabbed a sword into his mouth. The man was still holding his broken arm and cursing in the previous second. The next second, the entire dark prison fell silent.

The holy sword pierced out from behind his neck, and the sharp tip of the sword was still dripping with blood.

The bright red blood stung Shentu Jue. Liang Chongyue had killed the man with one sword, and was now standing very close to the prison door.

She just revealed a little flaw, and she could see the group of men who had been silent for a moment swarming towards her.

Not caring at all about the life or death of the impaled man, he immediately reached out to grab the sword, or tried to reach out and grab her and pull her over.

Liang Chongyue was not in a hurry to retract the sword. She held the hilt in her hand, and the sharp tip of the sword was the object they could fight for.

Liang Chongyue looked at the blood gushing out of the man's mouth and saw that this group of people were like starving jackals, tigers and leopards, rushing to attack him.

She was forced to retreat again and again by these greedy hands, until a warrior ignored the sharpness of his own sword and grabbed the tip of the sword in his hand without even wrapping it with clothes.

Forcing Liang Chongyue to not retreat even a little bit.

Just when Shentu Jue's hand was only a finger away from her body, the magic sword suddenly disappeared, and Liang Chongyue quickly retreated.

Leaving behind a group of men in the dark cell looking at each other in disbelief.

Liang Chongyue looked at their reactions as if they were laughing at a joke. She had already told the system that such a sophisticated magic trick of disappearing out of thin air would not be discovered or spread even if it was performed in this era.

Because fools will think that it is their own problem and that they have misunderstood, while those who think they are smart will think that they have seen through the mystery and feel that it is nothing special.

There are also some stupid and obsessed people who would think that it was a hint from God, and from now on they would probably dream of reading ancient books every night to solve their doubts.

The system huddled its sturdy dog body under its master, watching the host fooling around with these people.

It was already reflecting on whether it had been misbehaving at home recently and whether it had been obedient to its host. The scene just now was really too scary.

Given the host's level of perversion, there is nothing she can't do.

"No wonder everyone says Langwa and Daiyue are both barbarian countries. Today I see that it is indeed true."

Liang Chongyue also put the other magic sword behind him back into the system backpack, and looked at the group of men in front of him as if they had seen a ghost, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Their development history is only a few decades, they have no historical heritage, and their cultural foundation is weak. If the times had not abandoned them while they progressed, if we go back twenty years, they would be no different from savages.

Liang Chongyue immediately took the branding iron and branded the face of the man who was covering his neck, struggling on the verge of death, and bleeding.

"Shentu Jue, you should have something to say to this princess now, right? Be careful with your words. If you say something that displeases this princess, you will have fewer brothers in prison."

After Liang Chongyue branded the man's face with marks, he struggled desperately until the last moment of his death, without even closing his eyes.

The man's pupils dilated in pain and he died of pain.

On the other side, the man on the iron frame also lowered his head completely at the same time.

"It seems he also resents your ignorance of current events, which led to his tragic death."

Liang Chongyue said this lightly, as if this matter had nothing to do with her. Even if she didn't take action, this day would come sooner or later.

However, considering that they had the audacity to come today and blocked the door of her princess's mansion, and almost implicated her in treason, it was already a bargain for him to die so easily.