"You know me?"

The man in white furrowed his eyebrows, and he took a closer look at Mochuan, who was almost one with the shadows, and realized that it was a stranger he didn't even know. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"His Royal Highness the famous King of Jing'an, Chu Shaobai, who in Kyoto doesn't know, who doesn't know? I just didn't expect that a noble-born person like you would steal incense and steal jade, Chu Shaobai, aren't you afraid of losing the face of your ancestors?"

Mo Chuan's black eyes, which had always been moody, burned with anger, his eyes were blazing, and he suddenly raised his right palm and slashed at Chu Shaobai's handsome and flawless face.

"Stinky boy, today I will teach you a lesson for your ancestors, a shameless and unmotivated descendant!"

He held his hand like a knife, and the wind was blowing, and a cold wind blew in the room.

Chu Shaobai didn't expect the other party to say that he would fight, and he was taken aback.

He knew it well, and hurriedly flashed to the right, avoiding Mo Chuan's palm, but his cheeks were already faintly painful by the strong wind.

What a profound skill!

Only this palm, Chu Shaobai knew that Mo Chuan's skill was above him.

Where did this come from, this awesome character!

"What are you! What qualifications do you have to teach me! Your Excellency appeared sneakily in a girl's room in the middle of the night, what a good thing you are!"

Although Chu Shaobai knew that he was invincible, he couldn't stand such anger, especially when this strange man insulted his ancestors, it was unbearable!

He clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it at Mo Chuan's face, just wanting to punch the man's face.

The resentment in my heart is not all because Mo Chuan insulted herself, but also because of her!

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, if he hadn't come to visit her tonight, maybe she would have been poisoned by this man in black.

"I dare to quibble when I do something wrong! I have to teach you a good lesson!"

Mo Chuan seemed to be really angry, his body shook, and he had already turned behind Chu Shaobai, and flew up and slammed a palm into the back of his heart.

Chu Shaobai heard the wind behind him, knew that it was not good, and blocked with his backhand, and the palms of the two hit each other in the air, making a muffled sound of "pounce".

Mo Chuan stood still and didn't move, but Chu Shaobai stepped back three steps in a row.

The advantages and disadvantages of this pair of palms are immediately apparent.

But the higher his kung fu, the more Chu Shaobai looked down on him, and snorted indignantly.

"You have such good skills, but you do such dirty deeds, martial arts scum!"

"Bloody mouth, bite back, you are the real scum!"

The eyes of the two people met in the air, crackling and sparkling, you glared at me, I glared at you.

If they didn't agree with each other, they started fighting, and the two of them stared at each other, and they fought together, and the wind was blowing around, whirring.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", Chu Shaobai couldn't dodge, and the cheek on his right was slapped by Mo Chuan, which hurt him "ouch".

Mo Chuan seemed to be stunned for a moment, a trace of remorse flashed in his dark eyes, and he stepped forward, wanting to investigate his injuries.

"you! Don't pretend to be kind here!"

Chu Shaobai was so angry that he threw a punch violently.

Mo Chuan didn't watch out, and the punch hit him in the jaw.

"Stinky boy, you dare to hit me?" Mo Chuan was also angry, his fists clenched, and his eyes seemed to spew fire.

"It's you who hit!" Chu Shaobai gritted his teeth, made a mistake with his palms, and rubbed his body to pounce.

The two of them fought together again, like two black-eyed chickens that didn't like each other.