Chapter 1873 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (54)

Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes, waved the exquisite ring on his right hand, and a golden light flashed, attacking directly towards the white light.

In just a moment, the golden light instantly suppressed the white light, and faint golden fragments floated in the air.

"What a powerful force, who is the girl? Is there something wrong with the Tianxue Peak?" Luo Xin, who was standing not far away and wearing moon-white brocade, walked up slowly. The moment her eyes fell on Luo Qingchen, she felt an inexplicable familiarity.

"Auntie--" The two young ladies in white clothes rushed up instantly, saying with a face of grievance: "It's this person who dared to trespass into Tianxue Peak. Auntie must not let her go!"

"That's right, she just spoke rudely to us and slandered the Wu clan!" Seeing this, another young lady immediately took over.

At this moment, Song Le, who was standing aside, couldn't listen anymore.

Probably because he had been a secret guard for so many years, and every time he completed a mission at the risk of his life, he had never had anyone to rely on.

Whenever she encounters anything, she will bravely stand up and kill the enemy even if she bleeds, instead of begging for mercy or seeking help from others.

Therefore, for Song Le, she can't stand this kind of woman who obviously has no ability but relies on her mouth to make up stories.

"Don't you feel embarrassed when you say such things?" Song Le raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes and said, "If you are not as good as others, you should study hard instead of complaining when you meet a strong opponent."

"Funny, who are you?" The young lady in white seemed a little angry, and used a weak illusion to control the white snow on the ground to attack Song Le.

Little did she know that she dodged it directly with a small light skill. The next second, she immediately squatted down and grabbed a large snowball and threw it at the young lady in white's face.

With a "pop", the snowball hit the man's face directly. She widened her eyes and her face was red with anger.

"Hahahahahaha————" Song Lejianzhuan held his stomach and laughed. Luo Qingchen, who was standing beside him, raised his mouth and said, "No wonder a Tianling Flower Formation has not been exposed to curses for four hundred years. It seems that the ability of the Wu Clan is declining."

"Aunt, she..."

"Don't be rude!" Luo Xin frowned and scolded, "Your witchcraft can only embarrass people!"

"Aunt, Meng'er knows she was wrong..." The young lady in white immediately stepped aside after being scolded.

Although she was unwilling, she didn't even dare to raise her head.

What kind of person is Luo Xin? If she is really angry, I am afraid that she can't even stay in the Wu Clan.

"It seems that the young lady and the Crown Prince came to Tianxue Peak for the Tianling Flower Formation." Luo Xin nodded to Nan Yisheng and then said, "The Crown Prince is..."

"Aunt Luo Xin may not know that she is my wife." Nan Yisheng moved his eyebrows and said, "This time I went to Tianxue Peak to ask Aunt Luo Xin a few things."

"That's fine--" Luo Xin nodded gently, then set her eyes on Luo Qingchen and said, "But, this young lady..."

"My name is Luo Qingchen." She was too lazy to beat around the bush with her, and went straight to the point: "The saint of your witch clan."

In just a moment, the two young ladies in white who had originally lowered their heads turned pale in an instant, and when they suddenly raised their eyes, they happened to bump into Luo Qingchen's arrogant eyes.

The next second, they immediately staggered back, their legs weakened, and they were a little unstable.

"No wonder I think you look so familiar." Luo Xin sighed deeply and said, "You are finally back."