"Damn, what about that woman?"

"There." I don't know which guard it was, but suddenly such a sentence came out and pointed ahead.

"Mo, clean up that for the palace." Dongfang Yuxuan was sore all over, and the tearing pain below made him just stand up, and his body fell again.

The man in black was quick and caught his falling body.

A hoarse voice sounded, "Prince, you're okay, are you?" Placing him firmly on the ground, his dark eyes were full of bloodthirsty murderous aura, "Which woman who didn't want to die dared to hurt the prince." ”

The form was so grim that Feng Jiutian stood up, gritted his teeth, shook his body, and then stood still, his body seemed to be embedded in the dirt, immovable.

He raised his head arrogantly, and his unyielding eyes met the scarlet eyes.

"That's the damn mean woman." When Dongfang Yuxuan saw her, he was extremely excited and shouted loudly. "The sky is going to kill you, so naturally you can't keep it." A fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his gaze to the city wall, and shouted, "Are you eating rice?" Why are you stunned, don't you hurry up, don't kill that woman for me. ”

The voice was thunderous, and the monstrous anger was full of air pressure that could kill people.

The person below who had been stunned for a long time finally came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes." ”

"You all stand down, I can deal with this woman alone. I beg the prince, send Mo alone, Mo will definitely live up to expectations, and bring a woman's head to see you. The man in black clenched his fists, lowered his head, and asked for instructions.

With such a crazy tone, Feng Jiutian gritted his teeth, the hand holding the sword "creaked", and the sword seemed to feel her anger, flashing a faint red light.

Dongfang Yuxuan glanced at the man in black deeply, "Okay." ”

A short sentence inspired the murderous spirit of the two people.

Feng Jiutian forcibly suppressed the weak qi in his body, and stared at him with cold eyes, "Man, you are inevitably presumptuous." It annoys me. ”

The indifferent face of the man in black did not change at all, and his cold eyes were filled with a murderous aura, and he looked at Feng Jiutian contemptuously.

"A yellow-haired girl, do you also feel like talking to this king?"

This king? Feng Jiutian was taken aback, such an amazing man with a prominent status was actually willing to be a lackey for that damn cheap man?

This world is so big, there are no surprises, if she was a prince, she would have rebelled a long time ago, and she would grovel.

This man is really sick, really not ordinary sick, but fucking sick.

"Little hairy boy, could it be that you are an old and immortal weirdo?" Feng Jiutian sneered unadmittedly.

The black-clothed man's pupils shrank, and a huge wave rolled up. A powerful momentum erupted all around him. "Little girl, you are looking for death."

"It should be you who is looking for death, and Miss Ben is not a little girl, you have to fight quickly, Miss Ben is here, she has the ability to kill, and there will be no temple in this village after this."

Even in the form of extreme threats, she never compromised, let alone surrendered and begged for mercy.

The boy couldn't help but laugh again, his beautiful peach blossom eyes glowing with a burning light. This Feng Jiutian really made him see again, he originally thought that she didn't care about anything, but she also cared about her own title.

Interesting, the duel between two masters, I don't know what will happen, either you die or I am injured, or both lose.