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Chapter 818

Words:2474Update:22/09/02 10:47:52

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Eldest Princess Xia Xiaoman watched as the treasure that she had been holding for half a month fell into Irin's hands. She was completely stunned.

Irin's move was fast, accurate, ruthless, swift, and ruthless. Xia Xiaoman could not react.

Then.

She stared blankly at the youth. Shock first appeared on her face, then she frowned. Then, when the youth smashed the imperial jade seal into the ground, Xia Xiaoman could no longer hold it in and cried loudly.

"Boohoo … You're a bully."

"Boohoo … Give the imperial jade seal back to me!"

"Boohoo … My hair …"

"Boohoo … I'll let father get up and kill you …"

In the end, Xia Xiaoman was incoherent. She even said things like "father get up."

Irin's emotions were complicated at this moment.

The reason for his complicated feelings was not because Xia Xiaoman was crying.

It was because … a legendary item had been held in the arms of the Qing Kingdom's Eldest Princess for half a month?

This was a legendary item!

When Irin touched the dark green imperial jade seal, familiar attributes appeared in front of his eyes.

What Irin did not expect was that one of the "seven keys" that he had been searching for would suddenly appear in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, Irin threw the Emperor's Seal back into Xia Xiaoman's hands.

He had smashed the Emperor's Seal into the ground not because he looked down on the Qing Kingdom's royal family, but because he wanted to test the power of this so-called "legendary" item.

Suppressing the country … The country was under his feet. How could it not be suppressed?

It seemed that it had something to do with the "restrictions" of the legendary item.

"Is it exclusive to the emperor?"

Those who were not emperor could not use the true power of the legendary item.

Xia Xiaoman immediately stopped crying when she regained the Emperor's Seal.

She glared fiercely at Irin and carefully rewrapped the Emperor's Seal. Then, with a sad expression, she picked up her scattered long hair from the ground.

That was her youth and awareness.

How dare you throw it away just like that?

The ideas of this era were not so open.

The body, hair, and skin were from the parents. To them, hair was also a part of the body. Cutting off a little bit was like cutting a fingernail. However, if he were to shave all of his hair, it would be equivalent to amputation. It would be extremely disgraceful.

Ordinary families all had such thoughts, let alone the imperial family.

Irin looked at Xia Xiaoman with tears in her eyes. She stubbornly wrapped the hair on the ground together with the Human Emperor's Seal and felt that this little girl was quite pitiful.

He patted the dust off his body, stood up, and gave a reasonable explanation for his rash actions just now. "You see, you don't have any strength, and you only want to rely on others. You can't grasp anything. You rashly ran to the South Vanquishing King's territory to ask for help. You might not even know that you've been betrayed before you've even made your request. "

Xia Xiaoman glared at Irin. Her heart was filled with hatred but she did not know how to refute.

"Besides, don't you think you're too naive?" Yi Lin was merciless. Every sentence hit the heart. "You mentioned the Zhennan Wang. In the past, he was also a big shot who was qualified to fight for the throne. Do you really think that he will be grateful when he becomes a local emperor in the Southern Barbarian Land? Don't forget what the Southern Barbarian Land was in those days. The climate was hot, there were swamps everywhere, crops did not grow, and poisonous insects were rampant. If I were the South Vanquishing King, I would have rebelled when your father died thirteen years ago. Tsk, to be able to endure until now without acting up, you're quite a dog. "

After this episode, Xia Xiaoman obediently followed Irin down the mountain.

She did not mention that Irin would take her back to Qingdu anymore. No one knew if she had really thought it through or if she was just angry.

In short, Xia Xiaoman did not say a word on the way down the mountain. It was rare for her to be peaceful.

This was the effect of training.

Irin was secretly proud.

Although Xia Xiaoman's gaze behind him was a little prickly, it was not a big problem.

After walking out of the mountains of Dongzhou, there was a plain.

Most of the plains were scattered fishing villages. The residents here had been fishing for generations by the sea for a living.

The villagers would pickle the fish that they could not finish and make simple coarse sea salt. They would exchange it for daily necessities at the market on the other side of Dongzhou Mountain.

People came and went in the fishing village. Everyone had tanned skin, but they were simple and honest. Irin and Xia Xiaoman, who were obviously not locals, came to ask for directions. They answered one by one without delay.

While sighing at the simplicity of the people, Irin quickly identified the direction and rushed to the seaside.

When there were about four or five days left, Irin spent some money to change a horse in a fishing village near the mountain. The two of them rode together.

Seeing that Irin only changed one horse and not two, Xia Xiaoman pouted. She was unhappy, but she did not dare to say more and sat obediently on the back of the horse.

In this era, except for war horses, most of the horses for civilian use could not afford saddles. Saddles were high-end goods that ordinary people could not afford. Anyone who rode a horse without a saddle would know how it felt to ride a horse without a saddle. Irin knew that she could not stand it, so she took a blanket and put it under her butt. Finally, she felt more comfortable. But Xia Xiaoman, who was sitting at the back, was not so comfortable. Every time the horse bumped, her thin and weak body was suddenly thrown up high and then fell down heavily. It was so painful that the princess grimaced. Up and down, it was very uncomfortable.

However, she did not flare up. She endured it all the way and did not talk to Lin Yi.

I won't talk!

I won't talk even if you beat me to death!

Xia Xiaoman could not win against Irin in terms of strength, but she could not lose in terms of integrity, right?

She was obviously going to fight with Irin.

Just like that, the journey was bumpy.

Riding a horse, from the south of Dongsheng Divine Prefecture to the East Sea, Irin and Xia Xiaoman were the only ones left.

Xia Xiaoman did not take the initiative to talk. Irin shook the reins and would occasionally find some topics to talk about to relieve her boredom.

Xia Xiaoman was not as magnanimous as Irin to let bygones be bygones.

No matter what Irin asked, she would turn her head away. Other than secretly complaining about the pain, she did not say anything else.

Her butt was about to explode. How could she have the time to reply to Irin's nonsense?

Finally.

Two days later, the two of them arrived at the seaside on their horses.

Looking from afar, there were a few simple bungalows about a mile away, with a small country road interspersed between them.

Irin was riding on the horse. Suddenly, she frowned. The salty sea breeze that came from the front carried an unpleasant smell of blood.

Not to mention Irin, even Xia Xiaoman could smell the smell of blood.

She was just about to remind him, but when she remembered the promise she made with herself, "Whoever speaks to the other first loses", she immediately covered her mouth and put on a straight face. She patted Yi Lin's shoulder, and when the other party turned around, she pointed at her own nose, using this action to remind Yi Lin to be careful.

Irin smiled and did not take it to heart. They continued to move forward.

When they were a few hundred steps away from the fishing village, Irin looked into the distance and saw a graceful beauty standing on the roof. Her robe fluttered in the wind. Her face was white as frost, and her killing intent was hidden.

At the entrance of the village road, a white-clothed guest brought a table out of nowhere and calmly sipped his tea.

It was Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang.

Yi Lin stretched her neck and then retracted it. She had been idle for a few days and her hands were itchy. Yi Lin wanted to try something, but she didn't expect that it would be them. Suddenly, Yi Lin felt a little dull.

Yi Lin had actually thought about it on the way. Ever since the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect had appeared, they had not been attacked again. It turned out that the group of desperadoes had come to the East Sea in advance to wait for them. Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang naturally expected this and went to the end to clear the obstacles first.

Sure enough, this was the real world. It was far from the melodramatic scenes in classical novels where they were chased all the way.

Jian Nanchun saw Irin first and did not see Master Ku Ye. He accidentally choked on his tea. But when he saw the Eldest Princess behind Irin, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He went forward and asked while Irin got off the horse, "Why are you the only one left? Where is Master Ku Ye?"

"When he arrived at Mount Dongzhou, he took in a precious disciple and went back to the Supreme Court."

"I see." When Jian Nanchun heard this, he felt a little better. He didn't think that something bad had happened. Otherwise, if Master Ku Ye of the Supreme Court lost his life because of this, wouldn't the Sky Rapier Sect owe the Buddhists a favor?

It would be difficult to repay this favor.

"Not bad, not bad, not bad."

Jian Nanchun patted Irin's shoulder. He now knew that Irin had learned some "small skills" by herself, so he was not stingy with his praise.

"Hey, don't forget our 'agreement', Senior Brother."

Irin narrowed her eyes and looked at Jian Nanchun. She spoke softly at the beginning, but in the end, Irin deliberately emphasized the two words "Senior Brother."

Jian Nanchun shrunk his neck and subconsciously glanced at the roof where his Junior Sister was standing. When he saw that she did not care about what was going on here, Jian Nanchun's face became serious and he coughed twice to hide his embarrassment. "Everything is up to fate."

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