The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

“Kill them. All of them.” Cang Qiong roared in rage. His bloody eyes were filled with the intention of murder.

Murong Xue not only renovated the wooden snakes, but also installed an inner mechanism in a quarter of an hour. She was really gifted in mechanism invention. If we did not stop her, she would surely invent more sophisticated mechanisms and people from Nan Jiang would be completely overwhelmed!

Machinery invention was supposed to be be exclusive to people of Nan Jiang. He would never allow a girl from Qing Yan to lay fingers on their pie. Murong Xue has to die.

“Yes, sir!” the ghosts responded as they picked up the speed. Massive balls darted ruthlessly towards Murong Xue’s eight-tailed wooden snake as if falling rain!

Murong Xue narrowed her eyes as she squinted and murmured, “Hold tight, we are speeding up!” She would satisfy those warriors from Nan Jiang if they were seeking their own doom.

Murong Xue pulled the wooden level violently with her soft hand. The eight-tailed wooden snake moved briskly in the air, dodging the balls at its agility.

Clusters of dynamite dropped off from the snake’s belly and dashed all around, colliding with the balls and the wooden platforms in the air. Explosions could be heard everywhere. The platforms were ruined one by one with the bursting crumbles and heavy smog.

Standing on the back of the wooden snake, Cang Qiong was in total rage at the moment. The platforms were destroyed in explosion one after another, while Murong Xue’s eight-tailed wooden snakes were almost kept intact. Such a large number of ghosts could not kill a girl! Useless losers!

Cang Qiong’s eyes were suddenly filled with coldness. He came to the mechanism and pressed the button on it with all his strength. With a flurry of whiz, many elliptic white balls were shot directly towards the eight-tailed wooden snake.

The white balls approached the snake in a very short time, with a bursting sense of death which was too late to duck. At the last moment, Murong Xue tried her best to pull the wooden level to make the snake float in the air and swirl swiftly.

All the people, including Yuan Fangfei and Mu Liufeng, felt the wind howling beside their ears. The snake kept turning sharply towards all directions. Numerous white balls rushed forward, brushing the snake’s body. Many platforms were scattered as they fell down to the ground.

“Cang Qiong want to tear us into pieces. What a cruel bastard!” Yuan Fangfei’s lips were twitching.

Fortunately, Murong Xue was good at controlling the snake and dodged the white balls in success. Otherwise, they would surely lose their lives.

Ye Yichen looked up at Murong Xue with a complex expression. She was so talented in controlling the wooden snake, that she could even dodge the lethal white balls. Watching the white balls rushing towards himself, Ye Yichen once thought that they would all die on the spot.

Swordsmanship, poison curing and mechanism invention, altogether refreshed Ye Yichen’s perception of Murong Xue every time he met her. Murong Xue was such an intelligent girl rarely seen in the world. She could learn everything quickly. Maybe she still had other talent he hadn’t got the chance to know yet.

Mu Liufeng caught a glimpse of the several wooden snakes left in the air and said unhurriedly, “Cang Qiong’s pawns have nearly been wiped out. So our battle has come to an end. He has no other choice but to use evil tricks against us!”

“What a bastard! I will never miss the chance to kill him.” Yuan Fangfei gazed at Cang Qiong on the wooden snake with firing burning in her eyes.

“Calm down, we are almost there!” Mu Rongxue said gently. A mystic smile appeared on her face as she pressed the button with her soft hand.

Clusters of dynamite whizzed across the sky, bringing down the white balls and wooden platforms which were smashed to pieces.

Only the eight-tailed wooden snake and Cang Qiong’s gigantic wooden snake were left in the smog-covered sky.

Murong Xue led the snake to a distant position right across Cang Qiong.

Yuan Fangfei stood up and stared at Cang Qiong in rage. “Cang Qiong, all of your pawns have been wiped out. You should surrender immediately, lest subjected to the corporal abuse.”

Cang Qiong took a glimpse of her and responded with a sneer, “What are you going to do then? Behead me, or dismember me?”

“You dared to assassinate our emperor and ministers. Both beheading and dismembering are not ferocious enough to fit the felony you’ve committed. Don’t tell me a vicious monster like you would be afraid of death?” Yuan Fangfei raised her eyebrows and looked at him in contempt.

“I am not afraid of death, I just don’t want to be ended by you.” Cang Qiong emphasized the last word. With eyes filled with utmost coldness, he suddenly pressed the button on the back of his giant wooden snake.

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! Numerous black feather arrows were shot violently from the giant wooden snake to Murong Xue and her fellows on the eight-tailed wooden snake.

A hint of coldness flashed across Murong Xue’s eyes as she drew her soft sword from her waist in defense of the arrows.

Standing next to Murong Xue, Ouyang Shaochen flipped his fingers, leading streaks of his inner force towards the source of those arrows.

Yuan Fangfei, who was standing behind, also joined the battle by flailing her knife decorated with huge rings. “Cang Qiong was wise enough to install so many triggers on the huge wooden snake, lest he would be injured by the enemy.”

Murong Xue smiled. “There were triggers all over his prawns’ wooden snakes, let alone his own.”

Murong Xue had figured it out earlier, so she would rather stay afar than attack him hastily.

“That makes sense!” Yuan Fangfei nodded and then turned to look at the huge wooden snake. “I cannot imagine how many feather arrows were stored inside. Do we have to keep waiting until they run out?” No one knew how long that would take!

“Of course not.” Murong Xue shook her head and said emphatically. Once we ruin the machinery, there will be no arrow at all, and Cang Qiong will be doomed.”

No sooner than his last words were uttered, Ouyang Shaochen made a flip and led his inner force towards the huge wooden snake violently, which stopped the arrows.

A sparkle found its way in Yuan Fangfei’s eyes. With a gentle tap of her toe, her muscular body sprang forth toward the huge wooden snake, with her flaunt resounding in the wind, “I’m going to catch him…”

As soon as she finished, Cang Qiong’s huge wooden snake turned into a circle platform instantly, beside which numerous long spears darted towards Yuan Fangfei without mercy.