Prince and I in Desert Island

Amidst everyone's astonished expressions, I loosened the chain that was wrapped around my arm and slowly pulled out the sword of Aina. Holding the sword with both hands, I raised the sword of Aine above my head. The blade that was originally as sharp as a mirror slowly turned blood-red. I aimed at the circular lock on the chest and swung my sword downwards.    

    

When the blade came into contact with the round lock, sparks flew in all directions, like a ignited fuse. The sword qi sliced through the air, with the force of slicing iron.    

    

I raised Ina's Sword again. The blade was now a little red like the color of lava when a volcano erupts. The blade of the sword was covered in burning flames. I cut at the lock with all my strength.    

    

The round lock was instantly chopped off. A large rock that was as strong as the sword Qi was split into two by the machine.    

    

I sheathed my sword, grabbed the lid of the chest with both hands, and yanked it open. The veins in my arm bulged like the arms of a qilin in a storm.    

    

The box split open and a red light shot out from the gap. Everyone could not help but close their eyes.    

    

The heavy lid of the box was completely lifted, and my eyes slowly returned to normal. Wang Yao, Li Yan and the others slowly opened their eyes only to discover that the glaring red light had already disappeared. What appeared before them was a pentagonal box.    

    

Inside the box was a young woman dressed in an ancient costume. Because her body was perfectly preserved, she didn't decay at all, as if she was asleep.    

    

"Wow, she's so beautiful!" Jane exclaimed in surprise as she leaned into the box.    

    

The woman in the box was slender and good-looking. She wore a long white dress with a low cut, and a silk dress with a white sash around her waist. Her black hair was tied up in a flowing bun. In front of his forehead hung a white pearl. Her skin that was as white as jade was suffused with a scarlet hue, giving her originally delicate face a lot more credit.    

    

Her eyes were tightly shut, and she looked incomparably peaceful. Her slender fingers were placed horizontally, and her smooth and delicate skin was snow-white with a hint of pink. She was so tender that it seemed as if she could squeeze out water from her skin. A charming little mouth was a noble and stunning red.    

    

Her long hair was straight and smooth. As the sea breeze blew past, her jet-black hair danced in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance. I can't describe that fragrance, but it was faintly discernible, and it made people feel relaxed and happy.    

    

Under her long and slender neck was a towering beauty that was half hidden and half hidden. A pair of uniform jade-like shins were exposed, mischievous and adorable.    

    

Although she seemed to be sleeping quietly, she couldn't hide her natural noble temperament. Looking at her clothes, she looked like the princess of a noble house in a TV show. Just by looking at her age, she seemed to be around eighteen or nineteen years old.    

    

I wondered how such a noble and beautiful woman could be locked in this box, and even a strange lock. Who was it that was so heartless as to be willing to hurt such a devastatingly beautiful beauty?    

    

There were no scars on her body, and her lips were not the deep purple color of a poisoned corpse. He was like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale, waiting for his chosen one to awaken her.    

    

Everyone present was stunned by her beauty, including Li Yan and Wang Yao, as well as the other beauties like Zhen.    

    

"She's so beautiful, so noble by nature." Li Yan sighed emotionally.    

    

"Her figure is also perfect, and her clothes are also beautiful …" Wang Yao said with a look of envy.    

    

She is a standard yellow person, her hair and skin color are proof that she and we are both Chinese descendants.