Rebirth of a Nation's Darling – Prince Charming

Le Xian was putting on his net helmet when he saw that si Rong had already mounted the horse. His movements were smooth and skillful. Sitting on the back of the tall horse, her back was against the light. She had long hair, furry ears, and flawless facial features. At the waist of her long robe, there was a thin silver sword. At first glance, it wouldn’t be strange to mistake her for an elf from an ancient Western fairy tale. She was elegant, natural, and strong and proud.

Le Xian tightened his grip on his net helmet and mounted his horse. He sneered at si Huang, “”If you don’t wear a helmet, aren’t you afraid that your face will be disfigured while eating?”

Si Rong’s response was to unsheathe his thin silver sword, pick a beautiful pattern, and look at him with raised eyebrows.

Le Xian threw his net helmet to the ground and said, ” alright! If you want to play big, then play big! I’ll keep you company!”

The two of them were at two ends of the racecourse. The initial cannon was handed to Zhuang Jin. He raised it and pulled the trigger. With a bang, the two people on the racecourse moved.

second young master Dou, ” Zhuang Jin’s gaze did not leave the two people at the opening, and he slowly said in a gentle tone, “”I didn’t know you were into this. I’ve already trained Xiao Xian and he’s more likable than a newbie. Why don’t we switch?”

“I’m not into this,” Dou wenqing replied.

“Hehe. It’s no wonder you don’t like xiaoxian with si Rong around.” Zhuang Jin narrowed his eyes and smiled. His melancholic, mature, and experienced temperament had a bewitching charm. however, with second young master Dou’s personality, I’m afraid he won’t have much patience to tame this beautiful beast. It would be a pity if he accidentally destroyed it. Why don’t you leave it to me first? ” He was like a stubborn artist who was immersed in his own art. I will definitely be able to train him to be more beautiful and moving. He will become an existence that everyone will be crazy over.

Liang Chai’s expression didn’t change, but goosebumps had already appeared on his arms hidden in his long sleeves.

Dou wenqing didn’t react at all and coldly said,”The work you’re holding in your hands is about to be destroyed.”

On the horse track, le Xian was already at a disadvantage, and anyone with eyes could see it.

Zhuang Jin had also seen it. The person who had said he would protect him didn’t even move after seeing him almost fall off his horse a few times. Instead, he was smiling. His gaze was locked on another figure, and his gaze became deeper and deeper.

Pa-

The two thin swords collided, and le Xian’s sword was sent flying.

According to the rules, losing the sword was the same as losing. Le Xian, on the other hand, raised his foot and kicked Saer’s horse with a fierce look.

[ jump up and kick him back! ] Wu Bao was in charge of leading sele.

With a long cry, Saer raised his front hooves high and dodged le Xian’s sneak attack. Si Rong had already adjusted his posture. When sai ‘er’s two front hooves smashed into the White Horse, si Rong easily stabilized his body and thrust his sword at le Xian. His heroic bearing at that moment was enough to stun anyone who saw him. The man and his horse worked together so well that if they hadn’t known that this was si Rong and sai’s first time meeting each other, they would have suspected that this was the result of years of training together.

Chai Liang looked at Dou wenqing with a strange expression. He discovered that his second young master’s expression had also changed slightly.

At this time, le Xian was already scared out of his wits. Even though he dodged in time, his clothes were still pierced, and the stabbing pain made him realize that he had been stabbed.

He fell off the horse and screamed in pain as his back hit the ground. At the same time, he roared in anger, “”Si Rong, you motherf * cker ...” His words came to an abrupt end as he stared wide-eyed at the sole of a shoe covering his eyes.

“Oh ...”

Si Rong lifted his foot. On the ground, le Xian’s beautiful face was covered in mud and blood was flowing from his nose. His face was red with anger. He opened his eyes and glared at si Rong. you dare ... How dare you ...” He was so angry that even his voice was trembling.

Si Rong studied his appearance.

Not far away, Zhuang Jin and Dou wenqing, who were in the audience, walked over. They both thought that the outcome of the battle had been decided and that the battle between the two had ended. Even le Xian felt the same way. He was certain that si Rong would temporarily let his guard down. He secretly grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, and his gaze would occasionally drift toward Zhuang Jin, who was approaching. He took the opportunity to throw the soil in his hand at si Rong.

However, he had only raised his hand a few centimeters when si Rong’s shoe suddenly stepped on it.

“Ah! Big brother Ben!” Le Xian cried out in pain.

Not far away, Zhuang Jin had just shouted, ” si! Si Rong’s next move made his heart skip a beat.

Si Rong stepped on le Xian’s hand with one foot and stabbed him with the thin silver sword in the other hand.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Only le Xian’s heart-wrenching screams could be heard on the horse track. His throat was burning with pain, and he could no longer say anything. He could only open his mouth like a fish out of water, gasping for air.

His head was full of sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyeballs were about to burst out of his eye sockets. He could only watch helplessly as the thin silver sword was less than a centimeter away from his eyes, and his eyelashes could even touch it.

“Pfft.” A low laugh came from above.

Le Xian rolled his eyes slowly and stiffly and saw si Rong’s smiling face. His heart was still pounding against his chest. Compared to his anger at the beginning, he could be described as ‘scared out of his wits’ now. She had been scolding si Rong earlier, but now, her mouth was trembling, and she couldn’t even say a word.

“Xiaoxian, are you okay?” Zhuang Jin’s concerned voice rang out.

This voice pulled le Xian back to his senses. His eyes almost instinctively filled with tears, and he almost blurted out,’brother kun’. A shadow loomed over his head, and the mesmerizing voice sounded like a demon’s whisper to him. it seems that you’ve been trained by him.

Anger flashed across le Xian’s face as he said, ” what right do you have to criticize me? you’re still clinging to men! Her voice was so soft that only si Rong could hear her. Firstly, it was because of her shame, and secondly, it was because of her fear of si Rong.

Si Rong chuckled. The shadow of his upper body loomed over him as he bent down. you don’t look like a man at all. His half-squinted eyes were filled with cold mockery and an unknown sense of danger, but they were rendered with an alluring charm, which made le Xian’s heart beat violently a few times. The mixture of fear and amazement, as well as the unwillingness to admit his inferiority, made his face gradually twist.