Chapter 410: His Royal Highness Kissing in Public (Fifth Watch)

The little seventh prince nodded vigorously, then bent down, picked up a black object, and handed it to Helian Weiwei.

The length of that thing is almost longer than that of the little Seventh Prince, and it can reach the nose of the little man when it is erected. It looks like it is made of metal, and it looks extremely heavy.

Before everyone could realize what it was, Helian Weiwei picked it up with a force, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "The Shenyin Army listened to the order, and all of them replaced me with eighteen rounds of heavy blows!" Machine gun!"

Next, everyone only heard a crackling sound.

All the soldiers in black raised their arms, the left hand was a support, the right hand was raised, holding a "black pipe" at the fingertips?

"Is this what you call equipment?"

King Murong smiled, obviously he didn't like that bamboo tube-like thing.

Even the eighteen black shadows, you look at me and I look at you. I don't understand why the princess wants to take out such a child's plaything.

Only Baili Jiajue, after seeing the "clairone", his beautiful Danfeng eyes sank, and when he looked at Helian Weiwei's eyes, they were still as black as ink, calm and composed.

At this time, Helian Weiwei had already picked up the sniper cannon in her hand, put it on her shoulder, adjusted the sight, and then, with an evil smile, pressed it down!

Boom!

When the red light suddenly appeared, the solid roof was immediately lifted, and five or six archers fell down from the ambush. The tiles rolled continuously on the bluestone path, making an unbelievable deafening sound.

Amidst the billowing gunpowder smoke, the prefect's expression was already dull, he opened his mouth wide, and stared blankly at the woman walking towards them with a black spear on her shoulders, her legs that were already weak, almost lost all of them now. perception.

"What the hell is that!" The magistrate has lost control, and even his voice is a little close to a roar: "Then what the hell is it!"

Apart from being blank, King Murong's face was filled with chills from the bottom of his heart, he also wanted to ask!

Why can the house be blown up just by raising one's hand!

Like dynamite?

But how did the explosives get into that black tube?

How can it be ignited in an instant?

At that moment, many thoughts flashed through Murong Wang's head.

But the only thing that freezes is that they... It's over!

Even with an army of tens of thousands, it is impossible to win.

How could it be possible to win!

Why no one ever told him.

Are there such weapons on the mainland of China?

What the hell is that!

But it's not over yet.

At the same time as the sound of bombing came, countless well-trained Shenyin soldiers fired at the same time, each shot hit the soldiers' feet, countless sparks splashed, and in the thick gunpowder, Helian Weiwei relaxed and handsome Walking around, he casually handed one of the special anti-aircraft guns to Xiao Qi.

The little Seventh Prince stretched out his little hand, caught it firmly, hugged him in his arms, and followed behind Helian Weiwei, his little face was calm and expressionless, and he would hit anyone who was upset, very mighty and domineering!

The archers who were in ambush on the prefect's side were completely terrified, not to mention that Helian Weiwei's blow just now made them dare not act rashly anymore, even the weapons in the hands of the Shenyin Army were all terrified. Let them loose their legs.

The bow and arrow in his hand could no longer be lifted, the opponent was not only faster than them in terms of speed, but also had a much higher shooting accuracy than them.

The frightening gunpowder still remained at the feet, no matter how much King Murong roared, the archers always maintained the same posture.

King Murong, who had carefully planned for so long, thought that he was sure of winning, was completely panicked at this moment. He saw the figure that was getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't help but dragged a soldier to stand in front of him.

In just the next second, the soldier was shot dead.

The blood gradually dripped on his face, the corners of the mouth of the woman not far away were slightly curved, the green gauze and white clothes were blown wildly by the fanatical air current, the most beautiful wings of the night rakshasa were flying, and a beautiful face reflected the bewitching Red, with undisguised arrogance and confidence, no matter how beautiful the color is, it is just a foil in front of her.

Plop!

The magistrate couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt down on the ground, crying and shouting: "Prince, please forgive me, please forgive me, princess!"

It's over, it's over...

Once the coach surrenders, what will happen to the group of archers?

One by one, they put down the bows and arrows in their hands, and knelt down ten li, what a spectacular scene.

Helian Weiwei was still carrying the blocker gun in her hand, raised her eyebrows and looked at the prefect, and said lazily: "It's useless for you to beg me, you have to beg Your Highness."

The magistrate was taken aback, and looked in Baili Jiajue's direction.

That man, even though he was in the billowing gunpowder, was not stained with any wind and dust. The noble cloak was draped over his shoulders, making him look like an emperor who held the power of life and death.

The more he was at such a moment, the colder and more dangerous he looked.

It seems that he was born to be the God of killing the world, giving people a kind of absolute oppression.

The magistrate was trembling in shock. In front of Helian Weiwei, he still dared to shout for mercy, but in front of men, he kept kowtowing, the noise was so loud that people could hear it. It hurts!

Baili Jiajue didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on Helian Weiwei's small face.

Helian Weiwei didn't understand why he looked at her like that, and frowned.

"come over."

No matter how much the people in the world toss about, His Highness's tone will always be commanding, slow and indifferent.

Helian Weiwei saw so many college students around, plus those archers who surrendered just now, couldn't help but give Baili Jiajue some face, and walked over with a gun in his hand, that posture was quite handsome.

But before she finished being handsome, Baili Jiajue raised her chin.

Helian Weiwei's long and narrow eyes were rounded in an instant, and she looked like a stupid fox caught by a tiger.

Wait a minute... This guy doesn't want to be here, kiss...kiss her?

Facts have proved that Helian Weiwei still thought too much.

Because His Highness Ren San just saw that her face was not clean, so he threw a handkerchief to her and asked her to wipe it off by herself.

Helian Weiwei: ...

Carrying a gun in one hand and wiping her face with the other, such a stupid action, she... still did it.

Someone with a cleanliness obsession is always so insane!

While wiping her face, Helian Weiwei twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly.

Baili Jiajue looked at her, stretched out his hand and pulled her hand over, holding it in the palm of his hand, his thin lips curled up, his deep eyes were more charming than ever, and his sexy voice raised slightly: "You What were you expecting just now? Huh?"

"No, um..."