Jiang Fan couldn't help but praise her so much that Madoka's round face turned red. She was a little shy at first, thinking it was not important, but now that she has been recognized by the big hero, she has become a little proud.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the sky gradually became brighter. Jiang Fan did not stay any longer, so he asked to see the Crescent Moon Princess, and told Madoka about her last lip-syncing message to the Crescent Moon today.

Surprisingly, Xinyue didn't tell her. However, Madoka happily agreed. In her opinion, this was the hero's desire to save the princess.

But she was still very worried about Xinyue herself and wondered whether she would come forward to meet a Chinese person.

Jiang Fan just told her to bring a word for him, which should have an effect.

After Madoka remembered it, the two agreed on some secret trails and returned separately.

In the next few days, Jiang Fan did not go out. On the one hand, he was in the grassland and wanted to avoid suspicion. On the other hand, he had just prepared two dirty tricks.

Originally there was only one of them, and he wanted to use his best skills to give these bastards some medicine. He needed to prepare the dose so that no one could find him, and he also needed to be able to lurk for just the right time.

As for the second one, it was an idea that suddenly came to him after meeting Madoka. He tried to get the Crescent Princess to provoke a fight among the competitors. But the specific method needed to be carefully considered.

But before he could implement it, someone came looking for trouble.

Jiang Fan was led out of the tent by a burst of noise. As soon as he went out, he saw the arrogant and domineering Mo Rigen waving a riding crop and making nonsense.

"It's his blessing that this prince has fallen in love with that woman. Your prince can't be so stingy, right? It's just a maid, and I used a hundred sheep in exchange for her."

Jiang Fan frowned, and Lin Xiaoqi ran over and told him angrily that this guy had noticed Gu Beiyan for some reason, and then came to ask for a hundred sheep in exchange for it. He was very arrogant.

Gu Beiyan, Meng Yi, Meng Tian and others were all present. Meng Yi was already furious and wanted to fight this guy with a brass mace.

Gu Beiyan's expression was even colder, and the sword in his hand had already been unsheathed.

At this moment, Mo Rigen also saw Jiang Fan, and immediately burst out laughing, pointing his riding crop at Gu Beiyan: "One maid, in exchange for a hundred sheep, you get a good deal."

He was very presumptuous and did not take Jiang Fan, the Chinese prince, seriously. After all, in his opinion, the Chinese had allowed the barbarians to take whatever they wanted, and they were absolutely weak.

Very good, barbarians are still barbarians. Idiots like Mo Rigen, who are barbaric in nature and only think about force and status, have always existed, and they should account for the majority.

Jiang Fan didn't look at him, but said to Gu Beiyan, "You are not someone who can tolerate anger."

Gu Beiyan took the overall situation into consideration and endured it all the time. Now that he heard Jiang Fan's words, he couldn't tolerate him any more, and his long sword suddenly pointed at Mo Rigen.

"Barbarian, first ask about the sword in my hand!"

When Mo Rigen saw this, he laughed wildly: "Okay, this woman suits my taste, I will make a decision today!"

Meng Yi banged his mace and glared at him: "Your life will be decided by me!"

Gu Beiyan stopped Meng Yi with his sword: "I will do it myself."

After that, he stepped forward and stared at Mo Rigen: "Barbarian, do you dare to fight with me?"

Mo Rigen joked: "A fight? Women, you can still fight in bed, how can you wield a knife or a gun..."

Gu Beiyan raised his eyebrows, and the sharp sword energy shot out. Mo Rigen was startled. He didn't expect that she would take action as soon as she said it. He hurriedly turned around, but could not completely dodge, and a gash was cut on his face.

Blood immediately seeped out and flowed into the corner of his mouth. Mo Rigen's eyes immediately turned cold, and he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth: "Chinese woman, you have angered me."

Gu Beiyan didn't say anything, and her aura suddenly rose. She had never stopped practicing. On the contrary, she worked harder than anyone else. She had already been well-conditioned by the old guy, and with the swordsmanship given by the empress, Lin Nanyan, Yun Fuyao and others often competed and sharpened themselves.

, and even received advice from old men from time to time. Now he has become a saint and can be considered a strong person among the same level.

This momentum surprised Mo Rigen. He didn't expect that a maid was actually in the martial arts realm.

He looked at Jiang Fan a little strangely: "You are a Chinese, but your cultivation is not very good, but the maid is very strong, very good, I like it."

Jiang Fan was not angry and smiled slightly: "You like it? My maids are not the same. Do you dare to have a fight with them?"

Mo Rigen laughed disdainfully: "Let them come together! If we win, I will take them all away."

Although Gu Beiyan was already in the Saint Realm, Mo Rigen still didn't take it seriously. He thought that he was still in the middle stage of the Saint Realm, so he could not easily deal with her.

Before he finished speaking, another momentum rose from the ground.

Lin Nanyan, who had the best relationship with Gu Beiyan, had long been impatient. She twisted her waist and licked her lips, "A dirty mule from the barbarians is not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue?"

Mo Rigen was stunned for a moment. Although he was also startled by Lin Nanyan's momentum, he looked at Lin Nanyan's eyes shining.

"Hahaha, another top quality, okay, okay, I want it..."

But then, a third wave of momentum rose into the sky: "You, filthy, I, on behalf of the gods, will purify your soul."

It was Hathaway who had just walked out of the tent. This archangel was truly in the middle stage of the Holy Realm, and his momentum was definitely not weaker than that of Morigen.

Mo Rigen's expression changed. This foreign woman was actually in the same realm as him? He was a little unbelievable. Although Hathaway's foreign style made him covet, at this time, he already felt troubled.

That Chinese boy’s three maids’ cultivation levels are so amazing?

But it was not over yet. A fourth voice sounded, "I am enough to kill you." This time the momentum was even more fierce. Morigen turned his head and looked at it. He was surprised at first, and then his face showed solemnity.

It's Yun Fuyao.

Her aura was very strange, and she was clearly not a saint, but it gave Mo Rigen the most dangerous feeling. His intuition even told him that this woman could really kill him.

Although Yun Fuyao was stunningly beautiful, he didn't dare to think wildly for a while.

Jiang Fan looked at his slightly changed expression and joked: "Why, isn't Prince Morigen going to fight one against four? Give it a try?"

Give it a try! Mo Rigen twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed secretly.

Although he is arrogant, he is not stupid. Among the four, he dare not say that he can easily win each one, especially the last one. The cold sword energy is better than the coldest wind in the grassland, which makes him want to retreat.

But when I let out the big words, I was too timid to get off stage.

At this moment, the warriors behind him also realized that something was wrong, and they all pulled out their scimitars and stood in front of Mo Rigen.

"Oh? Are you so brave? Hiding behind the followers?"

Jiang Fan's sarcasm made Mo Rigen furious.

"Jiang Fan, I am the son of King Tu Ling. I am just giving you face. Don't toast me and I will be fined with wine!"

Jiang Fan smiled coldly: "Why, you don't dare to fight? You can only bark like a dog? Is this a barbarian warrior? Bullshit, go home and find your mother to nurse."
Chapter completed!