Chapter 3 The Princess of Huainan
Witch Clan: !!!
(The Wu tribe is characterized by its inability to foresee the future; the Wu people are mysterious and possess exceptional martial arts skills.)
They heard that the Holy Maiden of the Southern Frontier would come to the Northern Lands, so they came without stopping.
They came with the intention of killing her.
However, to their utter surprise, Nan Ling'er died without them even having to kill her...
Who killed Nan Ling'er? And it was by chopping off her hand and head. That person must have been afraid Nan Ling'er wouldn't die.
Regardless of who killed Nan Ling'er, as long as Nan Ling'er is dead, that's all that matters.
The reason why the Witch Clan and the Southern Frontier Clan are irreconcilable is because the Holy Maiden of the Southern Frontier Clan, Nan Ling'er, cast a love spell on their Witch Clan's High Priest, making him unable to live without her.
At first, they didn't know someone had cast a spell on the High Priest. If they had known, they would have killed the person long ago and removed the spell from the High Priest's head...
Later, for a period of time, the high priest seemed to be obsessed with Nan Ling'er, the holy maiden of the Southern Frontier tribe. He forbade them to speak of Nan Ling'er, let alone harm her.
Nan Ling'er killed two members of their witch clan, yet the usually rational and just high priest still desperately protected her.
At this moment, they began to suspect Nan Ling'er, suspecting that she had cast a spell on their high priest.
The high priest's martial arts skills are the highest among the witch clan. If he were to be poisoned by a curse, the consequences would be unimaginable.
They wanted to kill Nan Ling'er to remove the curse from the High Priest. However, the High Priest protected her and refused to let them.
Later, they accidentally injured the high priest.
The high priest fought with them, and the witch tribe suffered countless casualties. They finally killed the high priest.
As for Nan Ling'er, she ran away, she ran back to the Southern Frontier.
The people of the Southern Frontier tribe were determined to protect Nan Ling'er and refused to hand her over.
And so, the feud between the Witch Clan and the Southern Frontier Clan was forged...
They cannot enter southern Xinjiang because the terrain there is treacherous, and the mountains are full of Gu worms; if they are not careful, they may be poisoned.
Therefore, they can only wait for Nan Ling'er to come out in order to avenge their dead witch clan members.
The Prince of Huainan's Mansion
Shen Huai returned to his residence. As soon as he got back, he started chattering to Luo Xi, "Xi Xi, I met a woman on my way back. That woman is from the Southern Frontier."
"She tried to throw herself at me. I guess she was trying to cast a spell on me."
"I dodged her and didn't let her touch me."
"I didn't even let her touch the hem of my clothes," he said, looking at Luo Xi and seeking praise.
Luo Xi: ""
A woman? And a woman from southern Xinjiang? Could that woman be Nan Ling'er?
Could Nan Ling'er be planning to use a love potion on Shen Huai, and then have him kill her?
This is indeed something Nan Ling'er would do.
Luo Xi looked at Shen Huai and praised him with a smile, "Great job!"
"Next time, if someone throws something at you, you have to dodge it, understand?"
Shen Huai hugged Luo Xi's waist and buried his face in Luo Xi's chest. "I know, Xi Xi, I won't let anyone else have a chance to bother me."
He knew that if anyone started pursuing him, she would definitely leave him...
He won't give her a chance to leave him.
Luo Xi patted Shen Huai's head and asked, "By the way, where is that man from Southern Xinjiang?"
"How is she?"
He must be dead.
Shen Huai: "She's dead."
“Ling Qi and Ling Ba killed her; Ling Qi even chopped off her head.”
"She died, and the Gu worms she carried with her also died, falling to the ground."
Luo Xi: "By the way, what color clothes is she wearing?"
Shen Huai truthfully replied, "Red."
Luo Xi: !!!
It really is Nan Ling'er.
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