“Huh?”

The third prince's slight ejaculation came from the sky.

Before the third prince could do anything, the fragrant wind blew on his face, and an elegant, noble and cold figure suddenly appeared beside Chen Jianfeng.

Youyue's sleeve robe, one of the five commanders of the Wolf Warrior, swung her bone-broken force wrapped Chen Jianfeng and Yan Qi, and flew backwards like a cloud of fog!

“Aoop!”

As soon as Chen Jianfeng's body flew out, three sharp finger winds shot through the place where he was standing, instantly piercing through the thick palace wall.

Three unfathomable small holes immediately appeared on the palace wall.

Immediately, a stream of supreme yin energy that seemed to corrode everything, corrode the small hole in the palace wall into a big hole like a head in the blink of an eye!

"Is this what the adults say about the 'Silent Yellow Spring Finger'? It's really scary."

Youyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and she looked at the big hole on the palace wall that was hit by the wind, and then coldly turned her eyes to the direction where the wind was hitting.

There is exactly the direction of the Third Prince's Palace.

"despair!"

Youyue took a step forward with her right foot, and a very cold aura began to spread in all directions with her as the center.

And where she stood, ice crystals suddenly appeared, covering a radius of 100 meters.

Youyue's imposing actions shocked the powerful people of various sects in the imperial capital: "What a powerful ice power, what happened?"

Hundreds of powerful divine thoughts broke through the air and locked on Youyue.

Youyue, who successfully attracted the attention of powerful people from all walks of life in the imperial capital, looked indifferently at the location of the Third Prince's palace again, and soared into the air like a goddess of ice and snow, disappearing into the night sky.

In the hall, the third prince exerted a little force on his right hand, and the luminous cup in his hand was instantly pinched into powder.

The wine inside did not drop a drop, and all turned into white air and evaporated without a trace.

"What an amazing ice artistic conception! Is this a demonstration to me?"

"Shen Lang, Shen Lang, no matter how powerful you are, no matter how many powerful Wang Wujing strong men you have, I will let you all die in the blessed land of Yumudong!"

"Wait!"

...

The bright moon hangs high and the night is charming.

Next to the rockery to the north of the yard, Chu Qingcheng was playing with the strings of the piano. The gentle and continuous sound of the piano overflowed like a tide, filling every space in the yard.

Shen Moran was wearing white clothes, sitting quietly beside him like a fairy. He occasionally raised his head to look at Chu Qingcheng who was playing the piano, and a smile hangs on the corner of his mouth.

I don’t know how many people this couple envied.

At this moment, Shen Jianfeng hurriedly walked past the path ahead with his head hooked.

"Sword Front."

Chu Qingcheng shouted softly, spread his hands flat on the strings, and stopped playing the piano.

Shen Jianfeng was shocked and stopped in a panic.
Chapter completed!