At the border, strong winds blew and sand filled the air. Outside the city wall, all that could be seen was the endless yellow earth and the desolate silence.
Standing on the city wall, An Tingyu looked at the soldiers approaching from the city. Her beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold, and she spoke softly, "You are here after all!"
"With such a beautiful woman in front of me, why shouldn't I come?" Mo Youcan raised his lips, as if smiling.
"I think you are here to die." Jing Aotian spoke in an indifferent tone. A cold haze flashed across his clear eyes. His cold and handsome face was covered with frost, and he looked arrogant and unruly.
"Hey, isn't this the Viagra-stricken Prince Jing of Longyan Kingdom? Is your leg healed?" Mo Youcan smiled sinisterly.
"It's okay or not, there's no need for the Crippled Prince to worry about it. But there is one thing I have to say thank you for. If it weren't for the Crippled Prince's cruelty, I wouldn't have found my ideal woman. For this, I say thank you." Jing Aotian had a faint smile on his lips, his voice was cold, murderous intent was hidden under his calm appearance, and his wise and unparalleled eyes were as cold as a knife.
Hearing this, An Tingyu turned around and glanced at Jing Aotian, "Is that him?"
It was not difficult to hear from Jing Aotian's words that the person who had injured his leg was Mo Youcan. It seemed that Mo Youcan was not a simple person. He was very cruel and vicious, and he also knew how to scheme and plot. He had to be careful.
"Miss An, why don't you follow me now?" At this time, Mo Youcan said with a smile, completely ignoring Jing Aotian's words.
Jing Aotian's sharp eyes suddenly turned cold, but just when he was about to say something, An Tingyu suddenly took out something from her sleeve, and gently pressed a switch with her small hand. The thing that was originally the size of a flute suddenly turned into a bow and arrow. She pulled the string, aimed, and let go, all in one go.
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The sharp arrow shot straight towards Mo Youcan. Suddenly, the smile disappeared from his face. He quickly dodged to the side, and the arrow pierced into the seat behind him.
An Tingyu laughed and said, "What a pity, I didn't hit you. People say that hitting is love and scolding is love. Why did you dodge when I hit you? It seems that you don't love me!"
As soon as she said this, everyone around her burst into laughter! Even Jing Aotian, who had been staring at Mo Youcan indifferently, was teased into smiling. His charming and charming face lost its coldness, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, instantly warming like a spring breeze.
This woman...
She has a kind of charm that always changes people. Although the atmosphere was so irritating just now, when he heard Mo Youcan's words, he couldn't help but feel jealous because this was the woman he liked, but when he turned around, this woman made people laugh.
Sending someone an arrow, she beats and scolds him out of love! If Mo Youcan is a little slower, even if he doesn't die, she will definitely pierce his body with a hole.
"Not angry anymore?" An Tingyu turned around and smiled at Jing Aotian. The latter was stunned for a moment, then smiled handsomely and reached out to smooth her hair. "With you helping me vent my anger, why should I be angry?"
It turned out that she did that for herself. Thinking of this, even the anger in Jing Aotian's heart was extinguished by her.
An Tingyu's disturbance calmed Jing Aotian down. His originally furrowed brows relaxed, and his sharp gaze fell on Mo Youcan. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, his deep pupils were calm, his thin lips parted, and his voice was deep and charming. "It seems that Prince Can is very good at psychological tactics. You know what I care about, so you also know how to attack. But it's a pity that you are like a falling flower with intentions, but flowing water is ruthless, because this is a woman who loves me, not a woman who loves you."
After saying that, Jing Aotian suddenly bent down and leaned towards An Tingyu, and their lips were immediately pressed tightly together. He was very familiar with psychological tactics, so how could Jing Aotian not understand it?
An Tingyu was stunned at first, then she hooked her hands around his neck, completely ignoring the people around her.
Beneath the city wall, Mo Youcan's sharp eyes were like thousand-year-old ice, with a turbulent undercurrent in his body, and he was extremely cruel. He said lightly, "Attack the city!"
With one sentence, thousands of arrows were fired at once, and sparks of fire flashed. As the arrows flew at such a speed, the entire sky seemed to be filled with golden meteors, which also caught everyone's eyes.
"Honey, that idiot is going to attack the city, what should we do?" An Tingyu leaned on Jing Aotian's chest, without a trace of nervousness, but said with some playfulness.
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