Sang Luo's maid saw that the scene was about to explode, worried but helpless, and finally signaled another maid with her eyes, and the other maid turned around and ran to the main castle with her skirt in her hand to report to the king.
Because she ran too fast in the heavily guarded palace, she was stopped by countless people along the way, so the news that Princess Sangluo and the king's army were going to compete spread quickly in the palace like wings.
"Really? King's Army, how dare they?"
"I heard that it was the princess who took the initiative. And the king's army has always been the most domineering, maybe you really have the guts!"
"It's ridiculous, how could such a thing happen?"
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Many people wanted to go to the training ground to watch the excitement, but they could not leave their posts without authorization, so people on the upper floors all leaned out of the windows and corridors, trying to see the scene on the other side of the training ground.
The Palace Public Relations Department thought this was a good opportunity, and immediately sent people to the training ground with photography equipment.
On the contrary, His Majesty the King, who was having a meeting with the ministers in the conference hall, was the last to receive the news.
Sang Luo has ordered the person in charge of the training ground to take down the wall in the middle that divides the training ground into two parts. The wall melted like mercury, fell slowly, and sank into the ground again, merging with other small nanometers. . The venue instantly became spacious.
It was only then that Sang Luo noticed that Ainold was partial to this level, and he allocated two-thirds of the field to himself. No wonder she just felt that the group of kings seemed to be crowded together. Looking at it this way, she seems to be the enchanting concubine who confuses the king. It's normal for loyal ministers to dislike her.
The number of onlookers gradually increased, and they were scattered around the periphery, while Sangluo and Peize were in the center.
"Peize, be careful." Seeing that the captain and other officers couldn't persuade Sangluo, they could only tell Peize cautiously, implying that he should pay attention to her.
Peize snorted coldly, not sure if he listened or not.
Sang Luo persuaded him, "You'd better do your best. If you lose too badly and embarrass my father, I will be angry."
Pei Ze suddenly blew up, do you have the face to say this? !
"Don't worry about it." Peize pressed his hands, and his joints creaked, "Our king's army would rather die than embarrass His Majesty the king."
As Pei Ze said, she disappeared in place. Sang Luo felt a gust of wind blowing past her cheek. Her eyes chased after her, and the figure disappeared suddenly, and the wind blew across the other cheek. The figure of Peize, who was so agile that the human eye could barely keep up, quickly walked around Sang Luo, scurrying around like a demonstration. The arrogant and disdainful voice is also saying:
"Although we are only the last generation of blood races, we don't even have the ability to transform humans into blood races. The only traits of blood races are strength and agility. But as the king's army, we train hard for His Majesty the king and do our best to improve our abilities. It is the fifth and fourth generation blood race, and in front of us, it can only taste defeat."
The blood race is a relatively special race. They can conceive and give birth to offspring through the mother's body. Only children born in this way can perfectly inherit the power of the stronger parent. But the stronger the race, the more difficult it is to conceive offspring. Sometimes a couple of blood races have worked hard for a thousand years, but they may not be able to give birth to an heir.
As for the offspring obtained through transformation, the power of each generation will be reduced by a part, and the power of each generation will be weaker and weaker. The last generation is the last generation of blood. In this generation, they can no longer transform any human beings, and their lifespan is only about two hundred years. Their skin is no longer invulnerable, and their bodies are no longer invulnerable to all poisons. They are almost very close to human blood.
"Even if you will become the second-generation blood race in the future, you are just a human right now. Your Royal Highness, I really don't know why you insist on looking for trouble" Peize's voice suddenly appeared on Sang Luo's left, and suddenly appears on the right. Sang Luo stood where she was, as if she couldn't keep up at all.
The king's army, who were standing or squatting on the outside looking very wild and unruly, were talking in a low voice, looking relaxed, "Peze, don't hit the little princess until she cries, what if your majesty gets angry?"
"He is still very measured. It's enough to scare him like this. If we punch down, Her Royal Highness's beautiful face will be finished, and so will we!"
As he spoke, he laughed softly. They didn't take Sang Luo seriously at all. As a legion directly under the king, they even got the approval of this great and powerful king. Stronger than humans, so how could she lose to a human princess? That was a big joke.
The staff of the palace public relations department use a tabletI know.
"I'll put it down now, Princess Sangluo is definitely Aynold's singer! When he transforms Sangluo, they are very likely to give birth to ancestor-level heirs who will fully inherit Aynold's power. At that time, the royal family will be even stronger. You and I will never have another chance for revenge! Our time is running out, I hope you will think about it!"
The real descendants of the blood race are so rare, that's why the nobles will hate Ainold. If they just transform a human descendant casually, kill them if they kill them, who cares?
The Duke of Tross used to have two children, and he and his singer were born. Everyone knows how much he loves the two children. In the end, both of them were killed by Aynold. It can be said that he is a nobleman. The worst one in the world, Abel doesn't believe he doesn't hate Arnold.
Abel put down his words and went back, waiting for the Duke of Tross to find him as an ally.
However, as soon as he left, the Duke of Tross entered the palace, met Aynold, and told him everything he had said to him.
Duke Tross: "Your Majesty, Abel is not the only one who guessed that the princess is your singer. You must transform her as soon as possible."
"In the blood race, 20 years old is considered an adult." Aynold said. 18 years old is too young, and He suddenly became concerned about something recently.
What he never cared about before is that Sang Luo is his singer, and she belongs to him of course. He used to think that it doesn't matter even if she doesn't fall in love with him, she has to stay by his side anyway. But now, when he heard Sang Luo call him "Father", he had a heart attack once. He didn't want her love, he wanted her love.
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Today, a cup of coffee was suddenly poured on the computer, but the computer was not killed. I thought I could take the opportunity to be lazy today, and I was stunned! However, the shift key suddenly became difficult to press. I wondered if the water evaporated after the coffee flowed in, and the coffee powder accumulated at the bottom and blocked it. Why is this swollen?
Today the two are combined into one, because Ah Jiang is going to see Pikachu tonight, Pika Pika (^o^)/~
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