Jiang Wuya walked slowly over, his black robe swaying lightly, and dark purple fell on the black robe, outlining a strange beauty.

Every step is like stepping on the bone-eating poisonous flowers blooming on the other side of the Yellow Springs, which is very evil and dangerous.

"Three Emperor Brother?" At the moment when she saw Jiang Wuya, Jiang Wushu instantly abandoned all the thoughts in her heart, leaving only awe and fear. She called obediently.

Jiang Wuya's dark eyes, like purple gems, glanced gently over him. His eyes were cold, cold and weird. Although he looked like he was laughing, he had a strange and terrifying feeling, which made people's hair stand upside down.

Jiang Wushu's back chills, and she quickly takes a few steps back, trying to speak to defend herself, but in front of Jiang Wuya, she didn't even have the courage to speak.

From childhood to adulthood, the one she feared and awesome the most was this strange and charming third emperor brother who even her father was very afraid of.

"Third Your Highness!" Batu, who had taken the pill to stop the bleeding, called respectfully and knelt down on one knee.

Not only him, but even the attendants behind Jiang Wushu knelt down one after another, putting his right hand on his left shoulder, with a respectful and fearful expression, "The Third Highness is safe."

Yun Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly. Tianyuan Da6 was different from the real ancient times. Although there was imperial power here, imperial power was not as supreme as the real ancient times.

More intimidating than imperial power are the powerful Yuan masters and powerful sects!

Therefore, the royal family is not strict about kneeling and bowing. Most Earth Yuan masters and bowing when they see the king of a country, they do not need to kneel down and bow to bow.

As the Tianyuan Master, Batu actually knelt down to Jiang Wuya, who was still the prince. The followers of other southern Xinjiang countries also looked like they were not surprised and obedient to follow. It can be seen that Jiang Wuya has a great reputation in the southern Xinjiang country.

Not only Yun Qingyan, but also Shui Wu felt this.

He could feel that the pressure on Jiang Wuya was only the third-level Tianyuan Master, but why did even Batu, who was Tianyuan Master, be so respectful and polite to him?

I am afraid that these people who kneel down and salute will not be afraid to be so awe when facing the emperor of the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom?

Shui Wu looked at Jiang Wuya deeply and asked slowly,

"Third Prince, what do you think this matter should be handled?"

Jiang Wuya narrowed his eyes lazily, and his demonic eyes raised up. He glanced at Batu, who was kneeling on the ground, slightly raised his red lips, sweet and playful, and a hint of coldness was hidden in the cynical voice.

"The sneak attack failed, but the anti-handed one hand was destroyed."

His eyes were cold, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. His deep purple eyes looked at Shui Wu with a smile, "

Dean Shui, this waste, I will give you Qingxuan Academy to be a watchdog? "

Batu's face turned pale as paper in an instant. He even retorted, "Your Highness! I...!"

Before he could finish his words, a purple light flashed across Jiang Wuya's fingertips.

A swaying purple butterfly instantly sank into Batu's body.

"Uh! Um!"

In an instant, the strong man who could keep his arm calm even though he had broken a broken arm struggled in pain as if he was suffering from the pain of bone-eating heart burning. His forehead was bulging with blue veins and his face was ferocious.

His only remaining hand crazily grabbed his neck, his eyes bulging, as if he wanted to end his life.

This strange scene made some students with poor psychological tolerance pale and couldn't bear to turn their heads!
Chapter completed!