There was a small tornado passing by the ground, rolling up the dust on the ground, swinging the dress on Li Fei's body, and the wind stinged his eyes, but Li Fei didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear of missing a scene, and he didn't dare to speak, for fear of distracting his mind, this he, I don't know if it was Zhao Yanheng or Lu Yinglin, the sharp sword move passed over them, and Li Fei was shocked, Li Fei didn't know her mind, and looked forward to Lu Yinglin wining?

Lu Yinglin has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, inherited the official position of his ancestors at the age of sixteen, and his martial arts are outstanding among the generals in the young area of the southwest, and he has been on the battlefield many times, and has a lot of combat experience, he originally thought that Zhao Yanhenggui was the prince, compared to him is pampered, and the swordsmanship he learned is just a trick taught by the martial arts master in the palace, and there are few real moves, so the first few moves are just to make a big opening and closing to scare outsiders, and the actual moves avoid the key points, Lu Yinglin is still sensible, and plans to find a move that does not hurt people to shoot down or take the sword in Zhao Yanheng's hand and stop。 But after a few moves, Lu Yinglin didn't dare to look down on Zhao Yanheng, Zhao Yanheng's sword moves seemed to be mediocre, but he was impenetrable everywhere, and under the occasional pressure, he had no room to shoot at all.

Zhao Yanheng slashed sideways, forcing Lu Yinglin back three steps, Zhao Yanheng turned his back to Li Fei, the sword pressed against the sword, smiled and squinted his eyes and said softly: "I went up the mountain again the day after you went down Xiaomu Mountain, I was not at Zeng's house, and I spent the night alone with Feifei elsewhere......"

Affectionately called Fei Fei, and was alone? When he was facing the enemy, he didn't have the heart to distinguish the truth of this sentence, but Li Fei did come back with Zhao Yanheng that day, Lu Yinglin chuckled in his heart, didn't want to listen to Zhao Yanheng, vigorously swung away the sword, stabbed violently, and after a few moves, Zhao Yanheng found an opportunity to turn his back to Li Fei, and his face was covered with a strange brilliance after a man's satisfaction and said: "She is my person, you will never know how charming her voice is in the night." ”

It is a man who can understand what a woman's coquettish voice means in the night, Lu Yinglin gritted his back teeth and stabbed quickly.

Zhao Yanheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes were sharp, and he said: "In this life, I want her to be my person forever, you don't want to touch her!"

Zhao Yanheng provoked each other with words from time to time, and even Zhao Yanheng himself took those words seriously, and his shots became more and more ruthless, not to mention Lu Yinglin, his blood was surging, his anger was full of anger, his moves became more and more fierce, and there was no room for his shots, venting a man's resentment. In this kind of situation, Lu Yinglin's move looked extremely sharp, but in fact, it was full of loopholes, Zhao Yanheng calmed down and went all out.

After a few more moves, Lu Yinglin raised his sword and stabbed directly, Zhao Yanheng turned to the left to dodge, and the horizontal sword slashed diagonally, Lu Yinglin could feel the wind pressing on his neck.

"Zhao Gongzi!"

A shocked call.

Obviously he was defeated and was about to die under Zhao Yanheng's sword, why was the third girl shouting Zhao Yanheng, Lu Yinglin thought like this when he was dying, and then a blood flower bloomed in front of him, and he stabbed Zhao Yanheng's right shoulder, Zhao Yanheng's sword just stopped at his neck and did not cut down.

The school field is a martial arts competition, and the point is up. One person still has the strength to do it to the point, and one person can no longer care about stopping the point with all his strength, and he can't kill with one blow, and the latter is undoubtedly the loser.

Now Zhao Yanheng left his hand and stopped at his death hole, but he left no room for it, and only injured the other party's flesh and skin, it was he who lost.

He lost and injured the prince, Lu Yinglin came back to his senses, drew his sword and retreated!

Zhao Yanheng smiled sarcastically and said, "I won!"

He has already caught Lu Yinglin's death hole, he has stopped but was beaten by Lu Yinglin, in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Yinglin not only lost martial arts, but also lost martial arts!

Li Fei ran over, crossed Lu Yinglin, and ran to Zhao Yanheng, with tears in his eyes, his hands covering the bloody wound and crying: "How are you?"

The injury was in the right shoulder fossa, although it was not fatal, but it was a severe pain, Zhao Yanheng held his breath and said to Li Fei: "I won!"

What does Li Fei like about Lu Yinglin, it's just a simple-minded martial artist, even if he fights alone, he can win his martial arts, Zhao Yanheng thought disdainfully, exhaled a breath, and the sharp pain came out, his body shook slightly, and he sat on the ground dejectedly, Li Fei helped Zhao Yanheng, Zhao Yanheng held Li Fei's hand, and said with a smile: "I won! ”

His Royal Highness King Xiang's body poked such a big hole, Li Fei still accounts who loses and who wins, Li Fei covered the bloody mouth with his hand, and could feel a cloud of blood gushing in the palm of his hand, and he could see a meandering blood flowing out of his fingers, Li Fei pressed the wound hard, and shouted anxiously: "Quick, quickly get the medicine to stop the bleeding." ”

"Good, good!"

Some people went back to Qianhuwei in a panic to get the standing hemostatic medicine, and some people came to pull Lu Yinglin away, but he didn't know what he said, Lu Yinglin's face was pale, and he stood stubbornly in place.

For a while, there was only a dull gasp, and the cold sweat on Zhao Yanheng's face came out layer after layer, and the sweat flowed down the sideburns drop by drop, and at this time, there was a group of messy horses' hooves, and Cheng Anguo brought a wave of people to come.

Li Fei was a lot relieved when he saw the steady Cheng Anguo, but he immediately thought that Lu Yinglin was worried, and pressed his hand on Zhao Yanheng's wound, wanting to plead with Lu Yinglin, but seeing Zhao Yanheng gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, Li Fei choked up for a while and couldn't open his mouth.

Li Fei has always known that Lu Yinglin is not very glorious when he loses to him, and he can't please him if he wins, who loses and who wins between them, only she is caught in the middle, and she is in a dilemma.

Cheng Anguo is a calm and self-controlled person, he saw Zhao Yanheng's half of his body blood, and then he first looked for the sword that stabbed Zhao Yanheng, and the first thing he did when he got off the horse was to pick up the sword and measure the blade with his fingers. The people brought over by Cheng Anguo were all guards of the palace, and they were loyal to Zhao Yanheng, and immediately surrounded Lu Yinglin, who was hurting people.

The people of Qianhu have already heard some rumors, and looking at this posture, a few clever people already know who Lu Yinglin has hurt, and they are all sweating for him.

Li Fei looked back at Lu Yinglin's face, hesitated, and was about to speak, Zhao Yanheng raised his head covered with cold sweat, and looked at Li Fei and said: "Let him go, I want to compete with him, the sword has no eyes, I forgive him for not guilty!"

Li Fei breathed a sigh of relief, Lu Yinglin clenched his fists, looked at Li Fei with regret, and secretly scolded Zhao Yanheng for being despicable and shameless, and his heart turned a thousand times, but in front of the public, he couldn't say a word.

No man can generously watch the woman he likes with another man. Especially this man has a noble status, elegant temperament, and outstanding appearance, Lu Yinglin knows that the only thing he wins is the time when he met Li Fei earlier than him, but the past time is not reliable for the future, so every time Lu Yinglin sees Li Fei and Zhao Yanheng together, he has a pimple in his heart, he seems to be indomitable, but he is also humble and vulnerable in front of the imperial power. What Zhao Yanheng just said, Lu Yinglin knew that it was a provocative word, and he said a provocative word with sinister intentions when he made a move, but the uncontrollable grief and indignation were so strong, and now that he calmed down a little, Lu Yinglin did not dare to argue in detail about the truth or falsehood of these words, because Zhao Yanheng said it too truly, because in the dead of night alone, a man's patience with a woman is always limited.

Zhao Yanheng is the prince, he takes it and takes it, can he guard Li Fei and not touch her?

Are they really already ......

Lu Yinglin could only think of this every time, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only look at Zhao Yanheng with an angry face, extremely resentful.

This kind of face, in the eyes of outsiders who don't know the inside story, somewhat feels that Lu Yinglin is a little ignorant at the moment, even Li Fei also feels that Lu Yinglin's expression at this time should not be, and he spoke up to stop Lu Yinglin and said: "Lu Qianhu!"

Yiqiē's consolation is all in this identity, Lu Yinglin is just a thousand households, and if he wants to fight Zhao Yanheng hard, he will only end up hitting a stone with an egg.

Lu Yinglin was frightened, and his face was dejected!

With Zhao Yanheng speaking, the guards of the Xiangwang Mansion did not move Lu Yinglin for a while.

In the thousands of households, there are always one or two clever people who come out with wound medicine.

Cheng Anguo calmly took it, checked it a little, and reluctantly poured the wound medicine on the medicine cloth and pressed it into Zhao Yanheng's wound.

The wound medicine in the Qianhu Institute is prepared for ordinary soldiers, and the effect of stopping bleeding is that the medicine is very strong, Zhao Yanheng lowered his head, cold sweat came out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and walked down along the delicate pale outline, and finally converged to the beautiful curvature of the chin, falling drop by drop, Zhao Yanheng did not make a sound, only his body trembled uncontrollably, one hand gently held Li Fei's hand, two blood-stained hands were clasped together, and the other hand was tightly grasping the hem of the clothes, and the fingers were distinct。

"Cheng Gongzi, how is he injured?"

The blood flowed too much, a piece of medicine cloth couldn't be stopped, and another piece was pressed in, Zhao Yanheng held his breath and endured the pain, his face was wet like water splashing, Li Fei asked nervously, he couldn't help but wipe his sweat, raised his hand, her hand was already full of blood, stinging his eyes.

"The sword went more than three inches, and it didn't hurt the vital point, but it probably shook the shoulder blade and cut the periosteum. ”

Cheng Anguo said quite calmly, either a fatal wound, or a living crime.

Cheng Anguo said so carefully, Li Fei also understood that the sword almost pierced Zhao Yanheng's shoulder, Li Fei hung his head in distress, and silently grabbed Zhao Yanheng's hand.

Zhao Yanheng pursed his lips, his pale lips curved as much as possible, and said, "It's okay, I'll get better soon, don't be afraid." ”

"Don't speak. Li Fei raised her sleeves to wipe the cold sweat for Zhao Yanheng, she was not afraid of being like that, and asked Zhao Yanheng to endure the pain to comfort her.

A carriage came, Zhao Yanheng refused to let go of Li Fei's hand, he stood up strongly, and when he boarded the carriage, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Li Fei opened the curtain of the car and watched Lu Yinglin's figure getting farther and farther away from her, tears filled her eyes.