1030: C1030 bodyguard

C1030 bodyguard

A huge boat loaded with goods was moving upstream.

At the bow of the ship, a young girl dressed in palace clothing stood there, letting the river breeze blow against her face. Her originally beautiful body now had a kind of ethereal mysteriousness to it, causing the attendants of the ship to look at her back and swallow their saliva.

However, even though everyone within the huge boat was attracted by this young girl's boundless grace, no one dared to step forward to destroy such a beautiful picture scroll.

"In vain, I spent several months just to see the scenery of this continent. Is it worth it?"

A voice came from behind the girl. A woman dressed as a young woman came to her side and looked at both sides of the river. "If the princess had gone directly to the western mountains, with our speed, I'm afraid three rounds would have been enough time for her."

The girl turned around and smiled at the young woman: "Don't you think the scenery is beautiful?"

The swordsman who was dressed as a young woman curled his lips: "Where would the sea be so exciting when it's so rough? This slow boat is making people anxious."

The girl giggled, her voice was as clear as an oriole. Then she turned around and once again immersed herself in the scenery on both sides of the river.

At this time, he saw a village from far away. It seemed very dilapidated, and had even just been on fire, but at this time, there were quite a few people gathered in the village, as if they were searching for something in the ruins. They once again searched for a topic and said: "Princess, look, that village is so dilapidated.

The girl smiled and explained, "The Jade Province's cultivation world just suffered an attack from a meteor from outer space. This village must have been hit by a meteor."

Hearing that, the sword guard's eyes lit up, "Meteor from outside? If, during the process of falling, it could not be completely annihilated, then the rest of the main body would definitely be formed from the condensed essence, and there is an eighty to ninety percent chance that they are pretty good quality spirit materials, oh, I understand, these people in the village are definitely looking for the piece of meteorite that destroyed their village, hehe, your highness, tell me, how about I snatch that thing away, maybe I'll be lucky enough to get a Dao level spirit object! "

"Not good at all!"

Seeing the disappointed look on the sword guard's face, the girl patiently explained: "This is the West Mountain Yang family's territory after all, not overseas. Seeing the disappointed look on the sword guard's face, the girl patiently explained:" This is, after all, the West Mountain Yang family's territory,

As soon as the girl's voice fell, he heard a burst of cheers coming from the village on the shore. He could faintly hear someone shouting in excitement, "Found it, found it! Hurry up and inform the Yang family!"

After that, a few talismans rose up from the village and a moment later, a beam of light flew in from far away. A Heavenly Transformation Stage cultivator had landed in the village.

The sword guard licked his lips, and suddenly appeared to be extremely charming, "Your Highness, that person must be a cultivator of the Yang family. The sword guard licked his lips, and suddenly, an endless charm appeared to his entire body, and he said:" Your Highness, that person must be a cultivator of the Yang family.

The girl said helplessly, "If you really can't hold yourself back, jump into the river and play for a while. Don't whisper in my ear anymore, my head is about to explode from the noise."

The sword guard suddenly revealed a wicked smile and said, "That won't do, the Demon King personally gave me an order to protect His Highness and prevent me from leaving the princess."

The girl said snappily, "Then speak less. No one will treat you as a mute!"

"Alright, alright. I'll listen to the princess' commands."

However, before even half a cup of tea had passed, she seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said: "Your Highness, the rumor is that Yang Junshan is extremely powerful, and he was able to win a battle against four Dao Realm cultivators. Is this true?"

The young girl had a defeated look on her face as she said helplessly, "Of course it's true."

The sword guard's eyes burned with fighting spirit as he eagerly said: "I really want to fight with him!"

The girl immediately warned, "Don't be reckless. I, the princess, do not wish to bring the corpse of a swordfish back. Uncle will definitely be hurt."

The sword guard chuckled and said, "Alright, I was just joking."

Not long after the West Mountain War, the traces of the Great War of Wasteland Town had been completely removed. Many buildings that had been affected by the war were now being rebuilt and repaired, and the depressed town square was soon restored with the complete victory of the Yang family. In fact, it seemed that the situation would even become more prosperous.

The freighter that Princess Lanxuan and her Sword Protector were on was waiting for them at the pier outside of Xishan Village, and in front of them were more than ten large ships waiting.

"The Yang family is expanding the dock?"

"Can't you see the area of water that's soaked through with water? Once the new dock is built, it will be able to berth at least dozens of large ships."

"We should have expanded it a long time ago. Look at the fleet, it's already more than a dozen miles long."

"How come it doesn't look like they're building a dock, but fishing for something?"

"You don't understand? Do you know how that water was formed? Let me tell you, the day that you were smashed by a meteor in outer space."

Princess Lanxuan listened to the shopkeepers on the cargo ships talking to each other. He slowly waited until the large ship docked before bringing his sword guards down from the ship.

The sword guard was behind her with a depressed look on his face. Obviously, the two of them could reach the shore as soon as they raised their legs, and there were usually a lot of Martial Disciples on the ship. There were a lot of people flying from the shore, but the person who was following her liked to walk like a mortal.

"Princess, how are we going to find Yang Junshan? Should we make this subordinate make a bigger fuss?" We cannot allow others to underestimate the power of our Dragon Island princess. " The swordsmen were eager to give it a try.

Princess Lanxuan didn't even bother to pay attention to her this time. He looked at the people around his and his eyes lit up. He quickly walked towards a child who was fishing on the shore.

"Hey, kid, what are you doing there?"

The sword guard took two quick steps over Princess Lanxuan and asked the child.

The child turned around and looked at the guard behind her: "Don't you see?"

The sword guard stared with his hands on his hips. Beside him, Princess Lanxuan smiled and said, "Alright, don't scare the child."

Princess Lanxuan came over to the child's side and asked with a smile, "Child, what's your name?"

The child turned his head to look at Princess Lanxuan and said, "My name is Yang Xinyu, are you looking for my father?"

The sword guard laughed disdainfully, "Who is your father? How do you know who we are looking for?"

Princess Lanxuan whispered, "Don't be rude!"

Yang Xinyu was not angry. Instead, she looked at her strangely and said, "Aren't Dao Realm existences supposed to have unfathomable and enigmatic appearances? Aren't you the exception to being demi-humans?" Or is it because your main body's mouth is too long? "

The sword guard's expression suddenly changed. He then asked with surprise and doubt, "Child, what did you say?"

However, Princess Lanxuan's expression was solemn as he said, "Young Master Yang, please tell us who you are and how you know our identities."

Yang Xinyu smiled and said: "Didn't you come here to see my father? My father has made me wait here for the two of you for a long time."

"Your father is Yang Junshan?"

The sword guard cried out as if he had thought of something. He looked around and found that no one had noticed her words. He then pretended to be fierce and asked, "How did your father know we were coming?"

Yang Xinyu was definitely not afraid of her. He smiled and said, "Under the control of my father's Dao Formation, the surrounding five kilometers of the Western Mountain was within his line of sight. Before you two even landed, my father had already discovered you."

The sword guard was obviously surprised, he looked around, as if trying to find Yang Junshan who was hiding in the dark. He covered his mouth with his right hand and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, what do you think we should do to kidnap this brat? This kid is Yang Junshan's son.

Princess Lanxuan looked at her reproachfully, and said, "We have indeed come to pay our respects to Daoist Yang. Young Master Yang, please lead the way."

Unexpectedly, Yang Jingyu actually stood where he was and stretched out his hand, saying, "My father said that Dragon Island is filled with wealthy seniors. Kid, you can't lead the way for nothing, can you?"

Princess Lanxuan beamed as he handed a multicolored scallop to Yang Xinyu, saying, "Take this scallop and when you go overseas, no one will dare to offend you. Even on dry land, normal demons wouldn't dare to get close to you."

It was obvious that Yang Xinyu was very fond of this Cai Bei. As he played with it, it was as if he had forgotten to lead the way.

The sword guard gave him a fierce glare and then pulled out a pearl from somewhere on his body. He tossed it to Yang Qingyu and said, "Be careful, this pearl contains a strand of sword intent that sealed my aunt. Crush it.

Yang Xinyu placed the pearl in the sunlight and looked up. He saw an even smaller swordfish coming and going happily within the small pearl. She heard him sigh and say, "So you're a swordfish that cultivates to perfection. No wonder my father said your mouth is long!"

The Sword Protector's originally pretty face instantly darkened, but by the side, Princess Lanxuan began to giggle.

"Follow me!"

With the two gifts in hand, Yang Xinyu nodded in satisfaction at the two. He turned around and walked towards a restaurant not far from the town.2

"Hey, little swindler, where are you bringing us? That's not the West Mountain!" The swordsmen shouted from behind.

Yang Xinyu helplessly turned around and said, "I didn't say that my father is definitely on the western mountain. Are you coming or not?"

He followed Yang Qingyu to the second floor of the restaurant. Not far away from the window, Yang Junshan was smiling and nodding at the two of them in greeting.

Princess Lanxuan's gaze swept across Yang Junshan, then looked at Yan Qingxi, who was once again pregnant and had a bulging stomach. Then, his gaze landed firmly on a tall young girl, who was wolfing down the food on the seat opposite Yang Junshan.

As if he felt something, Yang Junxiu, who was munching on his food, suddenly raised his head. A baleful aura emanated from him.

"White Tiger Bloodline!" Princess Lanxuan said in a low voice.

Yang Junxiu snorted coldly, stuck her head down and continued to eat.

Behind Princess Lanxuan, the Sword Guard sneakily whispered into her ear, "Princess, my Swordfish clan specializes in assassinations, so now is a good time to assassinate him. As long as he isn't caught unprepared, I have a seventy percent chance of assassinating him, and a ninety percent chance of severely injuring him."

The sword guard had expected that no one would hear his message, but as soon as she said that, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze on her, causing her to raise her head in shock. She saw Yang Junshan looking at her with a smile that was not a smile, and then a mountain-like pressure suddenly came crashing down, causing the sword guard to turn pale with fright.

The pressure that could even make her primordial spirit tremble left even faster. It was so fast that Princess Lanxuan herself did not notice the difference in the guards behind her. However, the swordsman's clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.

"Princess, you are a guest. Please take a seat!" Yang Junshan said with a smile.

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