I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

Cheng Yun'er's words made the expression on the Eighth Prince's face even more outrageous, "Yun'er, what you said...but is it true?"

Hearing the sound, Cheng Yun'er nodded, "Of course it's true, and since Grandpa Bai participated in the four competitions, he has become the ally of the Kongming League."

With Cheng Yun'er's breath, the vinegar smell was no longer obvious, making Bai Lin on the side a cold sweat.

However, when the Eighth Prince heard this, his eyes suddenly turned to Bai Lin, with a touch of indescribable shock, "Bai Lin, it is said that you are...yes..."

Speaking of this, the Eighth Prince was a little confused, as if it were difficult to speak.

But Bai Lin smiled softly, "Say I'm a trash, a **** who only knows the brothels and flower lanes all day long?"

"Yes...Yes." The Eighth Prince smiled awkwardly.

Bai Lin didn’t care at all, and even continued: “It’s no problem. I’m a swinger. Although I don’t visit the brothel now, it’s just that I’ve been shopping enough. Nothing new can arouse my interest. ."

Bai Lin turned to black, and she was really ruthless.

However, when he heard his words, the eighth prince laughed, "It's okay to deceive the people outside, but you can't deceive me. You are not what the rumors are. If you are, Yun'er will definitely not stay. By your side, I still have such a passion for you."

In a word, Cheng Yun'er's cheek was flushed with a swish, "Eight Emperor Brother, what are you...what are you talking about, who has a lot of affection...for him?"

Although she tried her best to deny it, Cheng Yun'er was happy.

The Eighth Prince just smiled, and then continued: "Second, the person who can let the King Cheng Xiang take the initiative to hand over the Dragon Ring to you is definitely not a swinger, let alone a waste."

In fact, the Eighth Prince had already noticed the Dragon Ring between Bai Lin's fingers, and he also knew that this thing was given to King Cheng Xiang by the sage, and it was definitely a rare treasure.

"Third, others don’t know about the city of Soochow, but I know that since you were assigned to the city of Soochow in the second year, a place with a messy statement has become a famous Yunyu City within a hundred miles. It's not a coincidence?"

Speaking of this, a strange light flickered in the eyes of the Eighth Prince, and a smile that was extremely admiring leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"The last point, people in the martial arts world have always been arrogant, not to mention that the guardian goddess is still the most proud disciple of the old Xuanhuang, and Meiqiyi is the leader of the Kongming League. They can leave everything behind and follow you to this gold Xiang Academy is enough to prove their recognition of you."

After speaking the last sentence, the Eighth Prince gently moved his finger on the table, staring straight at Bai Lin, and asked softly: "I said that, right?"

Hearing the sound, Bai Lin extended a thumb to the eighth prince, "The eighth prince is indeed the eighth prince. He has analyzed me so thoroughly. In fact, I don't know that I am so powerful."

Bai Lin was a bit pretending to be crazy at the moment.

However, when Bai Lin finished speaking, the Eighth Prince smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Bai Lin, don't think about it, I do appreciate you, but I will never force you to do things you don't want to do."

Cheng Yun'er also understood what the eighth prince said.

I remember that Meng Qing said yesterday that sometimes Bai Lin might be involuntarily, and the Eighth Prince is now the first.

He said so much, but in his heart he wanted Bai Lin to follow him, but it was a pity that Bai Lin was not a person at the mercy of others.

"Brother Eighth Emperor, don't embarrass Bai Lin. Although he is excellent, he has never experienced the complicated things in the palace. He should not be able to help." Cheng Yun'er quickly excused Bai Lin.

And this caused the Eighth Prince to leak a thought-provoking laugh, "Look, our Princess Yun'er has been thinking about others before she gets married, hey..."

This long sigh made Cheng Yun'er's face completely red and hot.

At this moment, Bai Lin patted Cheng Yun'er's head lightly, looked at the Eighth Prince, and said softly: "Eight Prince, I'm Bai Lin is a salted fish, and I don't want any day to turn over. Just want to protect the people I care about from being disturbed, and everything else has nothing to do with me."

Everyone can hear that it means rejection, but it's more euphemistic.

The Eighth Prince naturally understood, but he didn't say anything, and stood up and waved his hand, "Okay, how about the red circle hunt in the afternoon, how about we compare it?"

Upon hearing the sound, Bai Lin smiled immediately, "Although I don't know how to shoot, I am willing to show my ugliness in front of the Eighth Prince."

Hearing this, the Eighth Prince laughed and walked out of the room. After walking around in Jinxiang Academy, he was also ready to return to the White House.

However, as soon as he walked out of the gate, Bai Junhao had already taken people to wait there.

With the experience of being turned away in public last time, this time he did not choose to rush, but quietly waited for the Eighth Prince to come out.

When he saw the Eighth Prince, Bai Junhao directly greeted him, "The Eighth Prince, it’s the fault of the next. I don’t know that Bai Lin’s **** brought you to Jinxiang Academy. What’s so fun here? The guy who is in trouble! Pooh!"

Even in front of the Eighth Prince, Bai Junhao laughed at Bai Lin and showed no mercy!

However, Bai Junhao's words made the Eighth Prince's expression visibly pulled down, "What are you talking about Bai Lin?"

Ok?

Bai Junhao was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't think much about it. It was just a waste. He also brought the eight princes to such a boring place. It was good not to anger the eight princes. Could it be possible to please the eight princes?

"Oh, it's no wonder that the Eighth Prince, Bai Lin was kicked out of the house by his father four years ago. He is not a member of the White House. It is not wrong to say that he is a trash. The Eighth Prince is definitely not enjoying himself, I am. ..." Before Bai Junhao had finished speaking, the eighth prince had already raised the corners of his mouth.

"You're right, I'm not really happy yet, come here!" The Eighth Prince waved one hand, and the guard behind Bai Junhao came forward, "Twenty palms!"

what?

Palm mouth twenty? Who do you hold?

The two guards who came forward looked dumbfounded, and bowed and asked: "Eight Prince, what are you talking about... who is the palm?"

Hearing the sound, the eighth prince stretched out his hand and pointed at Bai Junhao, "Put him, isn't he going to cheer me up? I want to see how high a person's face can be after the palm of his mouth!"

This this......

Not only the two guards were stunned, but Bai Junhao's eyes widened and a question mark in his forehead, "Eight Prince, I... did I do something wrong? Why do you... Palm my mouth?"

After Bai Junhao finished speaking, the eighth prince frowned, "I palm your mouth, do you need a reason? Give me palm!!!"

Hearing the cold shout of the Eighth Prince, the guards did not dare to neglect no matter how daunted they were, and immediately raised their slap to greet Bai Junhao's face!

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Even if Bai Junhao goes through the war, he is still a martial artist, and he can't stand these two dozen slaps? "Ah...ah..."

A wailing sound resounded at the gate of Jinxiang Academy.

However, at this time, Bai Junhao had to think about Bai Lin, "Is that him? Is it that Bai Lin? The Eighth Prince is... because I said Bai Lin is a waste and palmed my mouth?"