C25

Chapter 25 - Crown Prince of Beiming Nation Yun Mojin (2)

An indescribable beauty.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, yet unable to stop the arrogance and modesty in his bones, his exquisite facial features were flawless in every aspect, as if they accumulated all the brilliance and beauty of the world, and even more so the most shocking and unmoving face in the ancient painting.

Dressed in a purplish red robe, he was extravagant and proud.

He casually swept a glance over them, appearing to be as wise and as unfathomable as a god.

In that moment, it was as if all his thoughts were nowhere to be seen.

It was not because of the man's stunning appearance that made him unable to move his feet away, but because the man had given him a sweeping glance, that was too shocking and majestic. In that instant, her mind trembled.

The man in front of him was definitely an expert, which was why he naturally unleashed his deterrence.

Xiao Qianhan lowered her head, not wanting to face the sharp gaze of the man, and continued to walk in a detour as if she didn't hear anything.

But suddenly, a flash of blade light and sword images appeared in front of him, he glanced, in the middle of the road, amongst the crowd, who did not feel that it was worth it, someone took out a weapon and started attacking the man.

The situation wasn't good and he could not help but be affected by the fish pond. Xiao Qianhan withdrew his gaze and immediately quickened his pace.

However, it seemed that the assassins were afraid that someone would leak out the secret, and even tried to kill the people around them! Those who had a pitying look on their face were now filled with fear.

It seemed like the man's identity was not that simple. Otherwise, no one would dare to kill him without thinking of the consequences.

But, it was too late for Xiao Qianhan to leave this place!

Someone had already discovered her existence.

A blinding saber light was infused with unstoppable spirit power. She held the life saving magical equipment in her hand and could only use it once. When the light neared her and she was about to throw out the magical equipment, an extremely powerful arm wrapped around her waist.

Immediately after, the person who had attacked her vomited blood and died under the counterattack of the white light.

Under the smell of the blood all around her, the scent of the person hugging her waist suddenly wafted over. It didn't seem like the scent of flowers, nor like the ambergris unique to the royal family, but a unique scent that caused her to be slightly absent-minded the moment it entered her nose.

Raising his head, he was shocked to see that it was the man who was being pestered by the woman called He Xiaowen!

Xiao Qianhan quickly retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes to look at the hand that was wrapped around her waist. Her slender figure was as fair as jade and every joint was distinct, and every finger was extremely advantageous as they tightly gripped her waist. She raised her head and frowned slightly as she looked at the man. Just when he was about to ask him to let go …

Another wave of attacks came.

Everyone chasing him had a high cultivation base.

Who was he?

Or had he offended someone?

In a short period of time, a few questions quickly flashed through his mind, but in that instant, Yun Mojin had already flown up, and left with Xiao Qianhan effortlessly.

As for He Xiaowen's woman, she was almost beyond Xiao Qianhan's expectations. Those assassins were unexpectedly all no match for her. Their cultivation were extremely high, and seemed to be even higher than the genius Murong Ce and Xiao Yuluo of People of the Kingdom of Zi Yue.

When He Xiaowen saw that Yun Mojin, who was painstakingly chasing after him, had actually brought a woman she had never met before to leave, her red lips turned white, and a teary light flashed past her eyes. Could it be that in his eyes, she was inferior to an unfamiliar woman? There was no turning back. Her family needed her to get close to him.