Izumo threw himself on the ground to pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes scattered in the mud, while a maroon red horse rushed towards him crazily...!
"Izumo!" Jiao Yue screamed, feeling a figure passing by her, and in the blink of an eye, Hua Jinglan's figure appeared next to Izumo!
Hua Jinglan stood in front of Izumo. As she turned around, there was already a cold light on her hands. She saw bright red blood interspersed between the flying black hair. The limbs of the maroon horse twitched and fell slumped at her feet. , the blood from the ruptured throat kept spurting out, and soon a small pool accumulated!
The entire official road fell silent, and everyone's shocked eyes focused on the long-haired woman holding a knife standing in the blood!
"Just now... what happened?" The lady selling the sweet-scented osmanthus cake looked at her empty hands. Why did the knife she used to cut the sweet-scented osmanthus cake suddenly disappear
"Eldest... eldest lady..." Izumo looked at Hua Jinglan's back, shocked and speechless.
Hua Jinglan said without looking back: "Aren't you going to pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
"Ah... oh...!" Izumo, who came back to his senses, quickly wiped the dust off the osmanthus cake, put it back into the oil paper bag and stood up.
"That horse... is Princess Wenya's mount!" someone in the crowd whispered.
"I recognize it too. It seems to be from the Western Regions. It's rare in the world..." Someone echoed.
"The man killed the princess's horse..."
"The princess will not let her go!"
"Girl..." the lady selling the sweet-scented osmanthus cake said timidly: "Run quickly. If you kill the princess's horse, you will die if you take it back!"
"Miss..." Jiaoyue and Izumo called in horror.
A man's life is worth a horse's death? joke!
The onlookers not only did not run away but also laughed strangely when they saw Hua Jinglan. They suddenly felt a chill:
"Is this girl crazy?"
"The princess is here!"
The crowd parted a way, and Princess Wen Ya, dressed in a bright red horse outfit, rushed over with a whip in hand. She looked at the horse first and then looked at Hua Jinglan. Her sinking face was clearly full of anger.
"You are so brave, you dare to kill the princess's horse!" A man dressed as a child ran out, pointed at Hua Jinglan and cursed.
Hua Jinglan looked straight at Princess Wenya Chun Yuru, slowly raised her hand, put the bloody knife to her lips, stuck out her tongue and licked it gently, and said: "The horse is a good horse, but it is wild and difficult to tame. , it’s not an exaggeration to kill him.”
Her long hair was unkempt, her eyes were bloodthirsty and cold, and her face was stained with bright red blood, not to mention her lips, which made her look like a seductress who came out of hell!
Although Chun Yuru was still frightened by such a person, she couldn't speak: "You...!"
"Fourth sister, why don't you leave?" A man with a bunch of hair walked out of the crowd. He was dressed in bright white clothes, embroidered with blue orchid grass. He had two jade pendants tied around his waist. They vaguely resonated with each other, elegant and elegant, so elegant. Men, appearing in such a busy city, naturally stand out from the crowd. Of course, excluding Hua Jinglan.
"Second brother!" Chun Yuru's tense nerves finally relaxed. She avoided Hua Jinglan's gaze and ran to the second prince Chun Yuzhuang. She pointed at Hua Jinglan and said, "She killed my red one!"
"Oh?" In fact, Chunyuzhuang had already seen what happened in the teahouse and showed up. He was just curious about Hua Jinglan. Looking at the woman head-on, he also felt that the murderous aura coming towards his face made people unable to relax!