"Oh..." She finally shook her head and sighed, knowing that she couldn't persuade Leng Fei: "Miss Xiaoyue, thank you for your kindness."

"Madam Huang, don't you persuade him?" Tang Xiaoyue couldn't believe it.

Song Xueyi shook her head gently: "Xiao Leng will not be a slave."

"Princess's slave." Tang Xiaoyue said: "We are all slaves of the princess, and we are a few feet taller than others!"

Song Xueyi said: "The princess is of course very grateful. Unfortunately, Xiao Leng doesn't want to be a slave. If it is a princess..."

"Then there is nothing to do!" Tang Xiaoyue snorted: "Then forget it, say goodbye!"

Leng Fei hugged his fists and didn't say anything.

Tang Xiaoyue gave him a fierce look: "Leng Fei, you will definitely regret it!"

Leng Feixiao.

Tang Xiaoyue left angrily.

She felt that the coldness was unreasonable and it was simply inexplicable. It was impossible for many people to become the princess's slaves. He was so good that he forced this opportunity!

Song Xueyi was also extremely regretful and shook her head as she looked at Leng Fei.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "Madam, I'll go back first."

"You..." Song Xueyi sighed, "Don't regret it, it's a pity."

Leng Fei smiled without saying a word, clasped his fists and nodded at Mama Zhao, turning around and leaving.

He slowly walked back.

Becoming a slave to the princess is the Ladder of Qingyun. Think about how much effort he and Song Yiyang spent and so much money to make their elder sister's family become servants of the royal palace.

Now there is a better opportunity. As long as you sign a contract to sell your body, you can reach the top. No one dares to bully him anymore. He can learn martial arts at will and become a top master. Even if he is a slave, who dares to underestimate him?

Today, when you don’t ask about your background, just about your martial arts, the strong are respected.

But he couldn't agree.

He is so thunderous and domineering that he is always forced to himself, but he can never allow himself to become a slave.

What's more, becoming a slave is a purposely done by the princess, to humiliate herself and suppress her pride.

After returning to the courtyard, Dong Ying was pestered and questioned again. Leng Fei said a few words lightly, and Dong Ying jumped up, thinking that the princess was too unrighteous and took advantage of the situation to rob!

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In the early morning, the inner palace was peaceful.

Leng Fei carried Dong Ying's packing with tears on his back and slowly walked out of his yard, and stopped as soon as he left the yard.

Outside the courtyard was a row of inner-domestic escorts standing, watching him quietly.

Leng Fei hugged his fists, without saying a word, and strode out of the inner palace, turned around and glanced at the gate of the inner palace, and then turned into a shadow and swept out.

He quickly entered the Suzaku Avenue and crept into the crowd.

Soon he reached the end of Zhuque Avenue and arrived at the southern city gate. The master of Baixiang Sect did not appear again. He successfully left the city gate.

As soon as I stepped out of the city gate, I saw a group of white knights standing not far from the city gate. A woman in white with a big red cloak was surrounded by the middle. It was Princess Jingbo Tang Lan.

Tang Lan covered her face with a white veil, sat quietly on the tall and majestic horse, holding a snow-white marten in her arms.

Tang Xiaoyue and Tang Xiaoxing are also dressed in knights, dressed in men's clothes, and it is difficult to recognize them among the knights.

There was also Tan Zijian who had defeated him in the crowd.

Tan Zijian's face was solemn, staring at him without saying a word, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Leng Fei kept walking and soon came to the white knights.

"Ji!" Xiao Diao suddenly screamed, and a flash of light had already fallen on Leng Fei's shoulder, gently rubbing his jaw.

Leng Fei smiled and reached out to touch it.

"Stop!" Tang Lan scolded.

Leng Fei stopped and looked at Tang Lan.

The white knights flashed lightly and gave way to Tang Lan.

The horse under their crotch seemed to be in harmony with their hearts, like an arm and fingers, and after moving, it stood quietly like a statue.

Tang Lan came close to him, her beautiful eyes cold: "Leng Fei, have you thought about it?"

Leng Fei clasped his fists and said lightly: "I appreciate the princess's beauty!"

"You want to die, no one can stop you!" Tang Lan said coldly: "I have an explanation!"

Leng Fei raised his eyebrows and realized it was clear.

It must be because of the instructor of Queen Qianyu that she asked her to take care of herself, so she did this, killing two birds with one stone. One had an explanation to Queen Qianyu, and the other could also take the opportunity to suppress his arrogance.

Tang Lan said: "Little Lei! Little Lei!"

Leng Fei shook his shoulders gently.

The little diaek screamed, flashed back to Tang Lan's arms, lay in the middle of his towering chest, and found a comfortable position to remain lazy.

Leng Fei clasped his fists and said, "Princess, say goodbye!"

"Slow down!" Tang Lan shouted.

She was really worried that if Leng Fei really died at the hands of Baixiang Sect, she would not be able to explain to her mother.

My mother taught people endlessly, and I couldn't think of being quiet for a month or two.

Leng Fei looked at her indifferently.

"Random!" Tang Xiaoyue shouted: "Leng Fei, you are too rude!"

Leng Fei chuckled: "Is there any rudeness here?"

"Miss, do you want to teach him a lesson?" Tang Xiaoyue turned her head and looked at Tang Lan.

Tang Lan looked at Leng Fei: "Do you really think you can surpass all Qi training men?"

Leng Fei was arrogant and silent.

He knew that the more humble he was in front of Tang Lan, the more he was looked down upon, and he was more impressed by a little arrogant.

He is even more grateful to Qianyu, and he is really kind-hearted.

"Ji Huaishan, teach him some lessons!" Tang Lan said.

A skinny middle-aged knight clasped his fists: "Yes, princess!"

He pointed his mouth and monkey cheeks, his neck was tilted forward, and his back was slightly hunched. He looked really not like a good person, but he looked like a thief.

Leng Fei frowned and looked at Ji Huaishan.

Ji Huaishan turned around and his momentum changed suddenly. Leng Fei felt a sun appear in front of him, and his breath was burning.

Ji Huaishan stared at Leng Fei and shouted: "Ji Huaishan, Chunyang Sect!"

He jumped up from the horse's back, floating like a leaf to Leng Fei, and gently patted his palm.

This palm is light and fast, and the palm power seems to be the most yin and soft.

As soon as Leng Fei heard of Chunyang Sect, he knew this person’s martial arts skills.

The crane roars around his waist turned into a lightning and slashed to him.

Ji Huaishan didn't expect the sword to light so quickly, frowned and retreated, as if someone pulled him behind him, then jumped forward again, slapped Leng Fei with his right palm.

He retreated and advanced, light and quick.

The sword light was as white as snow, and the horse was slashed again.

Ji Huaishan retreated again and did not contact the Heming sword.

Then he poked his palm out.

Leng Fei's sword light cuts down faster.

"Ding..." As the sound of clear sounds, Ji Huaishan wrapped his palm around the blade like a snake, and then he suddenly pulled it, and he was about to snatch the Heming sword.

He is as thin as firewood but born with divine power, and is the best among the eighteen cavalry of Princess Jingyue.

Leng Fei shook his blade lightly.

Ji Huaishan was thrown out like a siege stone and hit a pine tree.

"Bang!" The pine needles fell down, and with a "click", the pine tree as thick as a thigh broke into two pieces and fell slowly.

Ji Huaishan rolled and stood up, agile and agile, without being hurt.

He stared at Leng Fei.

He was born with amazing magical power. After practicing the martial arts of the Chunyang Sect, he made great progress, and almost no one among the Qi training masters could match.

But in front of Leng Fei, I was like a storm shaking a tree, inexplicably experiencing despair.

Tang Lan Qingzheshou: "No wonder he can kill all the bandits in Hemingshan!"

Ji Huaishan is a twelve-level Qi training man, and he is born with divine power. He rarely has opponents among Qi training man. Leng Fei can stop him, so he has the power to protect himself.

Leng Fei clasped his fists: "Princess, say goodbye next!"

"It's up to you." Tang Lan waved his jade hand.

Ji Huaishan looked at him deeply and jumped onto the horse.

"Let's go!" Tang Lan said two words lightly and rode away.

The white knights surrounded her and left.
Chapter completed!