Chu Shaobai stood up from the ground without saying a word, he didn't pay attention to Chu Shaoyang who was yelling at the window like a madman, but picked up the jade seal that was ignored by both Mo Chuan and Chu Shaoyang, and put it in his arms. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He picked up the edict covered with the jade seal again, tore it into pieces one by one, and then stretched out his hand at Chu Shaoyang, and the shredded pieces of paper fell like snowflakes one after another, falling on Chu Shaoyang's head, body, and shoulders......

Chu Shaoyang suddenly turned his head from the window, and stared at Chu Shaobai with a gloomy look.

"What are you doing? ...... What did you tear up just now? What about the edict? What about my Zen edict? Chu Shaobai, you actually tore up my edict of Zen position! You ...... I'm going to kill you!"

He picked up a piece of paper from his shoulder, and when he saw it, his eyes were red, and he roared wildly and rushed towards Chu Shaobai.

Chu Shaobai's figure flashed, avoiding his blow like a mad tiger, he slapped his backhand, which happened to hit Chu Shaoyang's vest, and Chu Shaoyang fell to the ground when he landed.

With Chu Shaoyang's martial arts, he was definitely not under Chu Shaobai, but he was in a big mess, and that move revealed the empty door, and he was easily knocked down by Chu Shaobai.

However, Chu Shaobai only used less than one percent of his palm power, Chu Shaoyang was not injured, he suddenly turned over from the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, he already had a long sword with a cold light.

"Chu Shaobai, you forced me, you are looking for death by yourself!"

He stabbed Chu Shaobai in the chest.

With a soft sound, the long sword penetrated through his chest, penetrating Chu Shaobai's chest all the way to his back, and the blood immediately stained his white clothes like snow.

Chu Shaobai's body shook slightly, but he still couldn't stand.

He didn't look at the long sword that pierced his body, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked straight at Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang was stunned, looking at Chu Shaobai, who was stained red with blood, watching his handsome face become bloodless, his body was shaking, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword began to tremble violently.

"You, you, why don't you get out of the way? Why do you......? I didn't mean to, Shaobai, you could have dodged this sword, why didn't you dodge!"

Chu Shaoyang drew his sword hard, and a puddle of blood splattered out of Chu Shaobai's chest with the drawing of the long sword, and the hot blood splashed on Chu Shaoyang's face, burning him like fire.

As the long sword was drawn, Chu Shaobai could no longer stand, his body shook, and he fell to the sky.

Chu Shaoyang rushed over and hugged him, his fingers were like lightning, and he quickly clicked on several big points on Chu Shaobai's chest to help him stop the bleeding, and then hurriedly took out gold and medicine from his arms.

People like them who practice martial arts will carry the Golden Creation Medicine with them.

"Where's the medicine?"

He ripped his clothes into a mess, and found that his arms were empty, and then he realized that he was wearing a gorgeous dress for the banquet in the palace, and where would he put any Jinchuang medicine.

"Come on, come on! What about Lao Tzu's secret guards? All of them are for Lao Tzu to get in!"

Chu Shaoyang raised his voice and shouted loudly, but it was quiet outside, and no one appeared.

He immediately understood that the secret guards in the mansion must have been quietly put down by Mo Chuan when he came, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Chu Mochuan, if Shaobai dies, I will ask for your life to accompany the funeral!"

He gently put Chu Shaobai on the couch: "Shaobai, you wait, I will take medicine to save you immediately! I won't let you die no matter what!"