Envy, jealousy, resentment...

There were pairs of eyes in the crowd looking at Qin Feng, revealing different emotions, among the four princes... The most angry is none other than Yun Yi, the third prince of Zhongyun.

East Qi Moyong, West Qi Moyang, and Qin Gaoyang of Northern Qin, these three already had no hope, after all, the Lingxiu flower ball did not fall towards them before.

But...

Yun Yi, the third prince of Zhongyun, the flower ball almost passed by his side.

It's only a stone's throw away from the flower balls.

And he was originally a high-profile existence, recognized as the person chosen by the flower ball.

Right now... But he became a laughing stock, thinking that he was a dignified prince of Zhongyun, but he was robbed of the limelight by a flower called Huazi who came out of nowhere with a pig, this breath... How could he swallow it!

"Your Highness, this place is the capital of Southern Chu, you can't..."

An old man beside Yun Yi, this is also the strongest monk he brought with him on this trip, his cultivation is already a middle grade of Taiyi Xuan Immortal, a monk of this level, just throw it out, and if you are lucky, you may be able to mix with the boundary guard of the four-grade realm.

"The main hall is not convinced!"

Obviously, the Third Prince of Zhongyun didn't intend to listen to this old man's words, there was an irrepressible anger on his face, he turned around violently, raised his hand and pointed at Qin Feng.

"Cheap people, hand over Lingxiu, otherwise... The main hall will destroy you now!"

In just one sentence, it is full of arrogance!

The crowd boiled over the fryer...

Especially the group of people who relied on Qin Feng to get close to each other retreated one after another, for fear that the Zhongyun Emperor's use of force would affect him.

"Damn! What is this Zhongyun Prince going to do?!

"Uncle, this is a robbery!

"Do it in the Southern Chu Kingdom, this Zhongyun Emperor can... Sit and watch the prince cry like a dog. ”

"This little beggar is in trouble, the beggar is in trouble with the prince... There is no chance of winning in this formation. ”

"Prince Zhongyun... It's a curse. ”

“......”

There were many voices of discussion, and with the actions of Prince Zhongyun, they could not be stacked.

The princes of the other three kingdoms were silent at this time, and they all looked like they were watching a play, obviously they knew it very well.

Do it in the Southern Chu Kingdom...

Even if you can grab the Lingxiu flower ball, you still want to marry the little princess in the end?

After all... First of all, you must be able to withstand the wrath of the Southern Chu Emperor!

Nan Chu is good at fighting, this point is well known in the Qiulan world, and it provoked Nan Chu... It's equivalent to getting into trouble with a powder keg, and if you don't die, you will blow up a few holes in Zhongyun Kingdom.

But at this moment, this prince of Zhongyun is not trying to marry the little princess, he wants it... It's a face, a face as the prince of Zhongyun!

"Your Highness!"

The old man behind Yun Yi reminded again, but Yun Yi didn't listen at all, since he was already crazy... That's going to be crazy!

If it is cowardly at this time, it will be even more gloomy.

"My Zhongyun is Qiulan's orthodoxy and the country of Shangbang, and this palace wants to marry this little princess of Nanchu, it is to give Nanchu face, what is it!"

As soon as this remark came out...

It can be described as overwhelming, the crowd is not just a fryer, it is simply a pressure cooker, they know that this prince of Zhongyun is awesome... But I didn't expect it to be so awesome.

It's awesome... Stupid.

Qin Gaoyang, the second prince of Northern Qin, looked at the third prince of Zhongyun with his hands in his hands, and sneered: "Lack of brains." ”

Even the old man of Taiyi Xuanxian behind Yun Yi had a big change in face at this time, he didn't think that his master could be stupid to this level... He could feel that it was the moment Yun Yi said that sentence just now.

With hundreds of Xuan Immortal-level divine senses, they locked their group, and they were all awe-inspiring with killing intent.

"Hey, did you hear that, this hall asked you to hand over Lingxiu!"

Yun Yi didn't care at all, staring at Qin Feng arrogantly, that posture... I almost went up and grabbed it.

Ragged, uncut long hair that had not been cut for sixteen years, holding the Lingxiu flower ball suspended on it with one hand, Qin Feng raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the third prince of Zhongyun with cold eyes through the messy long hair.

"The Divine Spirit..."

In an instant, Qin Feng judged that the cultivation of this prince of Zhongyun, his bone age was only fifty, and he was already a god cultivator, and his talent was not strong enough to reach the god transformation cultivation in such a short time, and he didn't know how many levels higher than the group of monks in the Yunshui Realm who were hundreds of years old.

It's a pity...

Pretending to force this kind of technical work...

When it comes to scoring... Divide people!

Chief among them... Or divide people!

Qin Feng pretended to be forced in front of him, until now... There is no one who has been able to walk out of ten steps in a healthy way.

A touch of eyes, cold to the bone.

Qin Feng didn't pay attention to what Yun Yi was saying, but carefully felt the power in his body, yes... It's still the spiritual power that turns into a god.

But...

In addition to this god-transforming power, there were still three wisps of golden spiritual power left in his dantian, which were the remnants of the small half-percent of the power that had left from his body before.

Although there are only three wisps, and they can perform up to three spells, they are still no problem in killing a few ordinary quasi-saints.

In the nine-story teahouse on the east side of Lingxiu Pavilion, Zhao Yan and Xiang Qingtian were both standing by the windowsill, looking at what was happening under Lingxiu Pavilion, their eyebrows were furrowed.

"Brother Zhao, this Zhongyun kid is so arrogant, he treats me as if the prestige of Nanchu is nothing, and you won't stop it?"

Xiang Qingshan smiled faintly and spoke.

"No, I don't. ”

Zhao Yan whispered, then raised his hand and pointed into the distance... The person he was referring to was Qin Feng.

"What's the matter? Brother Zhao is very interested in this beggar who was chosen by Lingxiu? Although this person will be my Nanchu concubine in the future, even if it is a concubine, it is not worth it, Brother Zhao, as the protector of the country, to curry favor. ”

Xiang Qingshan laughed, what he said was right, he and Zhao Yan were both one of the top ten protectors of Southern Chu, and the status of the protectors was extraordinary, and it was definitely not comparable to the identity of a colt.

"No, Aoyama, if you look closely, I always feel... There is a power hidden in this beggar that makes you and me tremble. ”

"This force seems to exist, but I can't see through it. ”

As soon as he heard Zhao Yan's words, Xiang Qingshan raised his head and laughed loudly: "Brother Zhao, don't be suspicious of too many gods, no matter how you look at this person, he is an ordinary god monk, looking at his down-and-out appearance, it is estimated that he should have been hunted down and killed for a long time, you and I are the pillars of the Southern Chu Protector of the country, with the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal, how can I tremble for a beggar." ”

Although Xiang Qingshan said this...

But Zhao Yan's brows were still wrinkled, and she couldn't take her eyes off the direction of Lingxiu Pavilion.

It was precisely because he felt a hint of danger from this 'beggar' that he did not take action to stop the arrogance of Prince Zhongyun.

As for why it feels this way...

He couldn't tell himself, anyway, he was jealous from his heart!