69novels Chapter 393
Chapter 393
> Chapter 393: [Your Royal Highness, I can also give you one!]
"His Royal Highness Count Suning, what are you going to do?"
"Are you crazy?"
Feeling Suning's purpose, Aisaliel's face showed a surprised expression, his pupils opened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
In any case, she couldn't believe that Suning would actually make a move on herself, the queen of the British Kingdom.
You know, she is not only the queen of Charles II, but also has a layer of elven identity.
Suning's attack on himself was equivalent to offending the two major forces of the Heavenly Void Divine State at the same time.
"Elf wings!"
Feeling Suning's coercion gradually approaching him, Aishaliel did not dare to be careless and forcibly spread the wings behind him.
A pair of huge pure white feathered wings bloomed from Aisaliel's back, and her snow-white skin was broken through by the wings, and red blood flowed.
However, she still forcibly held back the pain and forcibly summoned her wings.
【Elf Wings】The
racial talent of the elf race gives it exclusive exercises, and even if the Terran race is a Mahayana realm-level powerhouse, it is still difficult to master.
Even among the elven people, there are still very few elves who can master the wings of the elves.
Because the elf wing is not only a flying item that can increase its speed in battle, it has other more important functions.
According to legend, the elven wings of the elven queen can freely travel between the elven world, the human world, and the demon world.
It can even replace the role of the Void Shenzhou and shuttle through the major worlds.
It took a lot of energy and time for Suning to transport the women of the Heavenly Void Divine State to the Eastern Wilderness to be able to deliver them safely.
However, if you can master the power of the elven wings, you only need one thought to shuttle back and forth between the Eastern Wilderness and the Heavenly Void Divine State.
"Good stuff."
"It's even more applicable than the wings of the Nine Sparrows!"
After clarifying the role of the elf wings, Suning's eyes immediately showed a longing light.
Looking at the Queen of the British Kingdom in front of him, Aishaliel, it is like looking at a peerless work of art, wanting to take it back into his hands and use it for himself.
"Your Royal Highness, I see that you are extremely talented in appearance, how about entering my Suning's harem?"
"I heard that Her Royal Highness and King Charles II have not shared a room for more than twenty years, how about letting Suning lead Her Royal Highness to feel the power of the men of the Eastern Wilderness?"
Suning said while dodging Prince Charles' pursuit of him while smiling at his mother Aishaliel.
For this kind of teasing the other party's mother in person, Suning can be regarded as happy and has a lot of experience.
Looking at Charles's irritable expression, Suning felt that his mood suddenly improved a lot.
Charles, who felt that his mother was insulted, roared angrily at
Suning, "Count Suning, you have the ability to face me head-on."
"What kind of skill are you at teasing my mother?"
"If you have the ability, you should be like a man and duel with me dignified!"
Charles wields the sword in his hand, which is a sword passed down from the British royal family to generations, embodying the efforts and essence of the royal kings.
After dozens of generations of kings have been nurtured and baptized, the Dao patterns on the sword have become more and more intense, vaguely reaching the level of half-holy relics.
"Bang bang!"
"Bang!"
The sword in Charles's hand collided with Suning's Eight Desolate Demon Halberd, and a spark flashed in the air, and the powerful rune Dao Yun was splashed out, and even the knights under Charles were all shot by the scattered Dao Yun and flew tens of miles.
"Too weak, too weak."
Suning squinted at Charles, his tone full of defiance.
"Charles, you are so weak, you can't protect your mother."
"Why don't you give her to me and let me help you give birth to a younger brother, and let your brother help protect your mother?"
Facing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the British Royal Family in front of him, Suning did not hesitate to make sarcastic remarks.
Cultivated as a crown prince since he was a child, Charles, who has always been arrogant, could not withstand Suning's such a beat, and soon his pace was chaotic.
Suning immediately found an opportunity, broke free from Charles's entanglement, and continued to chase in the direction of his mother Aishaliel.
Although Aisaliel is a Mahayana realm powerhouse of the elven race, he is a female stream after all, and his combat experience is not even as good as his son Charles.
Facing the treacherous and cunning Suning, he was like a rabbit aimed by an eagle, and he was only teased along the way.
"Your Highness Aishaliel, it seems that the quality of your skirt is not very good."
"I've seen the little farts."
Suning admired the embarrassment on Aisaliel's face while chasing, worthy of being Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Elf Clan, and even her flustered look exuded an indescribable beauty.
Suning couldn't help but look at Charles, the son of Aisaliel behind him, looking at his miserable honor, and the difference in his heart was incomparable.
How ugly does this King Charles have to be to give birth to a sad-looking Prince Charles with such a beautiful Royal Highness.
In this way, Charles's sister Princess Megan is more like a perfect inheritance of her mother Aishaliel's genes.
"Her Royal Highness, the taste is good, I like roses."
A fresh breeze blew through, blowing the hem of Isalil's skirt, and the spring light inside was visible to Suning.
"Count Suning, please respect yourself, you are a nobleman after all."
Aishaliel forcibly calmed her emotions and said to Suning, but her fair and pretty face was already a little red with the naked eye, obviously she was a little embarrassed by Suning's words.
"Your Highness Aishalil, have you seen Lillian?"
"That's my daughter."
Suning stretched out his finger to Lilian in the distance and said to Aisaliel.
"What?"
"What does Count Suning mean?"
Aishaliel was a little confused by Suning's sudden change of topic, and asked in a panic.
"Miss Lilian is very beautiful, but what does it have to do with me?"
"Could it be that Count Suning promised to marry your daughter to Charles?"
Aishaliel thought naively, but when she saw the gaze in Suning's pupils, she instantly dispelled this idea.
He was really naïve, and he actually communicated with this color demon with the thinking of a normal person.
Now Suning has become synonymous with clothed beasts in the eyes of Aisaliel.
Although Suning is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he has quite an aristocratic demeanor, but his heart is as wild as a wild beast.
"Count Suning, Miss Lilian is very beautiful, you can just say anything directly."
Aishaliel simply gave up the speculation and said bluntly to Suning.
Suning smiled heartily, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing an evil smile.
"I mean, I can have one with you too."
"Your Royal Highness."