The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

This meant that they were already in the show, but it was not their turn yet.

Soon, the beads lit up.

There was a sound from outside the tower. It was the sound of horse hooves and scuffles.

Xia Ling poked her head out of the window of the tower and saw that not far away, two princes were fighting on horses

The beads on their heads were sparkling. They were obviously in the show.

However, according to the script, it was enough for a prince to go through all kinds of obstacles and climb mountains to get to the bottom of the tower.

Where did the second prince come from?

Xia Ling narrowed her dragon eyes.

*

Not far away on the hillside, the two princes were engaged in a fierce battle.

One of them was riding a tall and handsome horse, wearing shining golden armor. He was handsome and had beautiful and elegant golden hair. His entire person was shining golden.

The other one had a slender figure, riding on a thin horse.

He was wearing black armor. His black hair was slightly messy, and the face that was revealed from the armor was exceptionally handsome.

His eyes were long and narrow, with a gloomy aura. His facial features were fair and beautiful to the extreme, and his thin lips had a rose-like luster.

With a slender neck and a tall and straight posture, he instantly killed the prince who was not bad looking and turned him into a passerby.

The fake prince in black armor waved his black staff in his pale and well-defined hand. With an expressionless face, he beat the real prince until he was forced to retreat.

Staring at him, Xia Ling smiled happily.

She was very satisfied.

Ya Erfu! What a handsome little brother!

"Ya Erfu! Do you really intend to marry the princess of the tower?"

Being beaten up so badly, the prince could not help but shout.

Hearing this, the black figure paused.

Riding on the thin horse, Ya Erfu's dark and bright eyes looked in the direction of the tower.

This glance collided with a certain dragon.

Xia Ling smiled at him.

A dragon's head poked out from the tower. It was obvious that it could not be retracted, and it was even grinning at him.

Was that a smile?

Ya Erfu frowned. As a germaphobe, he instinctively felt disgusted when he saw the dirty dragon.

He calmly retracted his gaze. Ya Erfu was just looking for a sense of presence, he did not want to get into trouble with the princess.

He was not a prince, a stud horse. He had a hobby of collecting all kinds of princesses.

He turned his horse around and left.

Xia Ling looked at the black figure who was looking at her and left without hesitation.

It was as if a bunch of crows were passing by above Xia Ling's head.

She thought to herself, "Hai Hai, is he stunned by my beautiful smile?"

'Hai Hai: 'Maybe...maybe...maybe...yes?'

"Oh." Xia Ling spat out a mouthful of fire.

She was so dry that she could easily get angry!

*

Because Xia Ling spat out another mouthful of fire on the prince's body.

The prince used his shield to protect his life, but his beautiful and elegant golden hair was burnt black.

And so...

# "Pan Dihei" prince spent a lot of effort to cross the mountains, cut through thorns, and even beat back the wizard who pretended to be him. Finally, under the claws and teeth of the dragon, he saved "Pan Dihei" the princess of the tower, and the whole play ended

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Then the bead representing the live broadcast disappeared above Xia Ling's head.

She shook her body and instantly sent the "peerless sword" flying out of the tower.

It was so smelly. She was about to faint from the smell of Aaliyah.

No wonder when the prince was carrying the princess of the tower that he did not eat.

The princess' black pot face had already assimilated the smell of Aaliyah.

In the end, the prince carried the princess and smiled triumphantly in the performance. He had already done his best!

Sighing in her heart, Xia Ling rushed into the sea and carefully washed her body.

As soon as she came out of the sea, she saw a long black figure on the beach.