Chapter 671 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 1

Don't give in to anyone, don't compromise with anyone.

——Uncontrollable.

At the beginning of March, the spring is cold and the peach blossoms are blooming.

The peach blossoms in Jian'an, Kyoto, bloom earlier than in other places, and the peach trees are as beautiful as rouge tears in the corners of a girl's eyes.

"ah!"

A scream broke through the quiet atmosphere of Spring Festival, and many young men and women from traveling aristocratic families looked towards the source of the sound.

Half an hour ago.

The delicate girl in Luo Shan had a cold and pretty face, walking quickly in the peach forest, muttering: "I don't like the prince! Why should father make decisions for me..."

She was depressed, and happened to see a rabbit on the ground. She kicked it hard to vent her anger: "Bah, what is it!"

White Rabbit was so timid that after being kicked, he was so frightened that he bit Zhang Shuliang's foot directly!

Zhang Shuliang screamed, fearful and angry, and hurriedly kicked the rabbit into the river.

"Plop!" a sound.

The white rabbit fell into the water.

"Where is my rabbit?"

The gentle and lazy voice fell, and the slender figure walked slowly.

She wears a white dress with snow-colored clouds, and her eyebrows are dotted with cinnabar moles. And beside her, there is a wolf with silver hair.

Su Qing'an lowered her eyes and glanced at the empty grass. Her eyebrows were careless, showing no obvious joy or anger, revealing a sense of royal authority.

"It turns out that was the rabbit raised by the Ninth Princess." Zhang Shuliang was still angry and sarcastically said, "I kicked her into the river, but the Ninth Princess is kind-hearted. If the rabbit is gone, just catch another one.

Already."

The other outings looked at each other in shock and did not dare to step forward easily.

One is the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace and may become a crown princess or even a queen in the future. The other is the ninth princess of the Daliang Royal Family. No one can be easily offended by them...

The grievances between these two people are very big and have been going on for many years. It is almost impossible to do anything good when they meet.

Su Qing'an looked at her, her eyes were very light in color and as beautiful as glass. When illuminated by the sun, she could easily see her emotions and anger, and said in a nonchalant manner: "That's Xiao Hui's ration."

"Ouch!"

The little gray wolf howled, its body was ferocious and strong, with a ferocity unique to wolf beasts.

Zhang Shuliang snorted coldly: "It's just a beast. You dare to raise a wolf. I'm not afraid that this beast will bite your neck off on your pillow one day!"

Su Qing'an paused and suddenly laughed. She leaned over and touched Xiao Hui's smooth fur, saying without distinguishing happiness or anger, "She said you were a beast."

"She threw away your rations, and you threw her into the river. This is only fair."

Xiao Hui seemed to understand Su Qing'an's words, and let out a bloody roar from his throat. His strong limbs were tense and sharp, which was a precursor to an attack.

"Su Qing'an! What do you mean!" Zhang Shuliang's face changed drastically, she took half a step back and looked into the wolf's green eyes, "I am the direct descendant of the Prime Minister's Palace——"

"ah!!"

Before she could finish her harsh words, the dignified eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion was attacked by a wolf, her beauty turned pale, and her screams echoed through the sky.

There was another "Plop!" and Zhang Shuliang was knocked into the river and kept struggling in the water.

"Help me!"

"Help me!"

Xiao Hui turned around and looked at Su Qing'an, her tail wagging, her expression extremely proud in the sunshine, as if she was asking for credit.

Su Qing'an praised it without hesitation: "Xiao Hui is really awesome."

Moodiness and anger will be returned tenfold.

This is Su Qing'an.

Everyone else couldn't help but step back.

The system hid in the dark and carefully observed Su Qing'an for a long time. This mission was very special, and the host was very different from before. He didn't dare to talk to her for such a long time.

It is simply a complete crazy criticism of beauties!

Yangsheng Potchou's hair was about to fall out, even though he, as a Pot, had no hair, looked at the background of this small world, and his face suddenly turned red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.

"Su Qing'an, just wait for me -" Zhang Shuliang was still cursing.

Here it is again.

Su Qingan lowered her eyes, calm and calm.

The Prime Minister's Mansion has a high position and is lawless. Others dare not offend the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Zhang family is respected everywhere. This is not a picture that the emperor wants to see.

In the whole world, the only people in the world who can go against the Zhang family without being punished are the princes and grandsons. When her actions reach the ears of the emperor, she will at most be criticized verbally. In fact, the emperor will not do it at all.

Angry, but satisfied with Su Qing'an's spending money.

Emperor Liang lacked a chess piece.

And Su Qing'an is his current chess piece.

That's when the accident happened.

"Whoosh——" sound.

The mysterious arrow penetrated the wood three points!

Countless assassins came from all directions, the swords in their hands reflecting the pale March sunshine.

Screams, fleeing sounds, and angry curses turned the scene of a leisurely outing into chaos.

Su Qing'an observed this scene calmly. The assassin came for her. He attacked others and also covered his ears.

Blood flowed all over the floor.

Xijiao Mountain is far away from Jian'an City, and all the guards have been killed. The sky and the sky are not responding, and the earth and the earth are not working.

Su Qing'an only had her maids Ruosu and Xiao Hui with her.

Protector Xiao Hui stood in front of Su Qing'an, roared, and killed one assassin after another who tried to get close to Su Qing'an. He was brutal and bloody, and had the nature of a wolf, with his mouth full of blood and his fangs.

"Ouch——!"

The howl of wolves echoed in the mountain forest.

However, they are outnumbered.

"Princess, leave quickly!" Ruosu supported Su Qing'an, looking worried and anxious.

"Susu, don't talk nonsense..."

"If you keep talking, I will die first."

Su Qing'an sighed and turned pale. It was not because of fear, but because of illness. Her body and bones were weak from being on the bed all day long, and she could not bear the stimulation.

She remained calm in the face of danger and searched for routes in all directions.

The cold wind ruffled the hem of her skirt, and her black hair was tangled with her hairband.

"Princess, be careful!"

Ruosu’s screams filled my ears!

Su Qing'an vaguely saw the sword light flying from the left.

"Bang!"

The expected pain did not come.

Su Qingan opened her eyes and saw the scene in front of her in the chaos.

The sword in the assassin's hand was broken by someone's backhand and pierced into the heart. The distance was too close and there was no way to avoid it. The bright red blood splashed onto Su Qing'an's face, and her clothes were white and stained with mud, like falling blood-red roses.

The tall figure in black clothes who was holding the sword to kill, with a sharp sword light as he turned his wrist, killed the other assassins cruelly and neatly without even looking at Su Qing'an.

He is a boy of seventeen or eighteen.

The back is clear and cold, standing out in the world.

A startling sight.

Mountain birds in the distance return to the same destination after different journeys. The lightest ink painting is splashed with the strongest color.

Su Qing'an was still standing there. Ruosu quickly took a white handkerchief and wiped off the blood on her face. There was too much blood and could not be wiped off no matter how hard she wiped it.

"No need." Su Qing'an said calmly, "Who is he?"

"My slave has never seen it before."

I have to say that the person who suddenly appeared saved everyone's life.

"Cen Zhou, help me!" Zhang Shuliang was still struggling in the water. She heard a familiar sound and shouted for help.

There were corpses lying scattered on the shore. The young man stood in a pool of blood. Blood drops dripped along the blade of the sword. The fingers holding the sword were cold white and slender, with sexy veins.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head.
Chapter completed!