Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The little emperor blinked his beautiful and childish eyes, and moved his fingers casually.

In the next second, the tip of the sword made by Xuan Tie was easily broken by her.

The little emperor held the tip of the sword in his soft and tender hands and looked down.

It doesn't seem to be very solid.

Killer: "!"

system:"!!"

Feng Jue: "…"

The system was stunned.

It knows that its host will fight.

However, it does not know that its host can fight to such an extent!

Break the tip of the sword with your bare hands? !

It still looks easy.

How powerful is a host that is not bound by the laws of heaven?

The system feels terrifying just thinking about it...

The little emperor who was the party just blinked and threw the tip of the sword in his hand lightly, staring at the killer on the opposite side with beautiful eyes.

She tilted her head, "You guys seem weak."

The killers felt chills down their spines.

It was obvious that the other party looked so soft and small, well-behaved and harmless, and even his voice was soft and waxy and childish, but the words he said and the things he did were so terrifying.

Feng Jue couldn't help but glance at the little emperor who was a waste of money in the crowd.

People say that the little emperor is weak and incompetent, timid.

Acting indecisive, like a woman.

But this one in front of him just looks soft and small on the outside, but it's not a waste of firewood on the inside.

On the contrary, it was very surprising.

It seems that the rumors are not credible...

The always indifferent and indifferent Wang Fengjue of Zhenbei evoked an untraceable arc on the corner of his mouth, so faint that he didn't even notice it himself.

The cold moonlight shone on the other party, and there was a touch of evil in the abstinence.

If they are seen by those women in the city, it will definitely set off a sensation in the whole city...

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Just as the opponent was preparing for the next move, a large number of well-trained troops suddenly flooded into the surroundings.

The killer was subdued almost instantly.

The leader in silver armor stepped forward and clasped his fists in salute.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your subordinates are late for the rescue."

Feng Jue's indifferent gaze stayed on the other party for a few seconds, and then replied lightly, "Mm."

After a moment of silence, Feng Jue's indifferent gaze fell on the little emperor.

After a slight pause, he said, "Your Majesty should return to the palace to rest earlier."

After speaking, without waiting for the little emperor to answer, Feng Jue turned around and left.

This man's black clothes almost melted into the night.

The dark pupils have no trace of emotion.

Feng Qian froze for a moment, but stepped forward subconsciously.

Bai Nen's little hand grabbed the corner of the other's clothes.

The little emperor raised his head, the cold moonlight reflected in his beautiful eyes.

The other party was obviously stunned, and his footsteps stopped. He did not expect the little emperor to suddenly make such a move.

Feng Jue glanced sideways and looked down at the other party's hand holding the corner of his shirt.

The little emperor took an inch and raised his hand to hold Feng Jue's wrist.

Feng Jue was stunned, and was a little stunned by the actions of the little emperor.

His voice was cold: "What are you doing, Your Majesty?"

Feng Qian blinked.

He glanced down and held the other's hand.

The little emperor pursed his lips and let go of his hand a little irritably.

do not know why.

I just don't want to let him go...

Obviously the fragments this time are so cold...

Why are you holding on to him?

There was a bit of confusion in Feng Qian's beautiful eyes.

The little emperor was quiet for a while, and then he said slowly: "Uncle, go slowly."

Feng Qian clenched his fists, his pink and tender fists hidden in the wide sleeves of the dragon robe, and slowly turned to leave.

The little emperor's mood became even more irritable.

Why pull the pieces?

She regrets it a bit...

On the other side, Feng Jue stood there for a while, then slowly raised her hand and glanced casually at the place she had just touched.

It took a long time to let go.