Jiang Wuya walked over slowly, his black robe flicked lightly, and his dark purple hair fell on the black robe, outlining a strange beauty.

Every step, like stepping on the bone-chewing poisonous flower blooming on the other side of the yellow spring, is very evil and dangerous.

"Brother Sanhuang?" At the moment when he saw Jiang Wuya, Jiang Wushu instantly abandoned all the thoughts in her heart, leaving only awe and fear, she called obediently.

Jiang Wuya's dark purple jewel-like pupils lightly glanced at him, their eyes were cold, cold and weird. Although they seemed to be laughing, they had a strange and terrifying feeling, which made people sweat. .

Jiang Wushu got a chill in his back, and he took a few steps quickly, trying to explain something, but in front of Jiang Wuya, he didn't even have the courage to speak.

Since she was little, what she feared and awed the most was this weird demon, and even the father of the three emperors was very jealous and respected.

"His Royal Highness!" Batu, who took the medicine to stop the bleeding, called out in a rough and respectful voice, and knelt down on one knee.

Not only him, but even the attendants behind Jiang Wushu knelt down in unison, with his right hand on his left shoulder, his expression respectful and fearful, "My Highness, Wanan."

Yun Qingyan narrowed his eyes slightly. The Tianyuan Continent is different from the real ancient times. Although there is imperial power here, the imperial power is not as supreme as the real ancient times.

What is more deterrent than imperial power is the powerful Yuanzhe and the powerful sect!

Therefore, the royal courts are not strict with these requirements for kneeling and saluting. Most of the masters of the earth don't need to kneel and salute when they see the prince of a country, just bow in respect.

As a master of Tianyuan, Batu actually kneeled and bowed to Jiang Wuya, who is still the prince. The other Nanjiang entourages also looked like a stranger, obedient and following. It can be seen that Jiang Wuya is in Nanjiang and has a lot of power. .

Not only Yun said lightly, but even Shuiwu felt this.

He felt that the coercion on Jiang Wuya was only the third-order Tianyuan Master, but why even Batu, who was a Tianyuan Master, treated him so respectfully?

I'm just afraid that these people who kneel and salute will not fear to such an extent when they face the emperor of the Southern Jiang Kingdom?

Shui Wu looked at Jiang Wuya deeply and asked slowly,

"His Royal Highness, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Jiang Wuya squinted his eyes lazily, the corners of the enchanting eyes were turned up, and he glanced at Batu who was kneeling down, his red lips were slightly lifted, and there was a trace of sweet jokes and cynical voice. Coldly.

"The attack failed, but a hand was scrapped."

His eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, and the deep purple eyes looked at Shuiwu with a smile.

Dean Water, this rubbish, the main hall gave you Qingxuan Academy as a watchdog? "

Batu's face was as pale as paper instantly, and despite the awe and obedience to Jiang Wuya in his heart, he retorted, "Your Highness! I...!"

Before he could finish his words, a purple light flashed across Jiang Wuya's fingertips.

A wavy purple butterfly instantly submerged into Batu's body.

"Uh! Uh!"

Suddenly, the brawny man, who was able to remain calm even after a broken arm, struggled painfully as if suffering from the pain of bone-burning and heartburn, his forehead bounced with blue veins and his face was hideous.

His remaining hand squeezed his neck frantically, with raised eyes, as if he wanted to end his life.

This weird scene made some students with poor psychological endurance pale and couldn't bear to turn their heads!

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