Liu Qingyan smiled secretly and closed his eyes again. Just how the two men outside tossed it, take a good rest and recharge your energy first. It's better to wait for the two people outside to come to a conclusion, so that they can find a chance to escape. Let Xuanyuan Yichen take himself as a bet, so that he can suffer a little.

The two princes outside the room were about to fight because of Liu Qingyan, life and death didn't matter, and it wasn't a drinking order, so it was inevitable that they would be injured when they started their hands. Liu Qingyan didn't care at all, anyway, there were so many people guarding outside, and there was no shortage of himself. Besides, I don't have the mental and physical strength to do it at all.

The guards around the two princes didn't dare to be so relaxed. The legendary Xuanyuan Yichen is a person without martial arts, and on the first day, he will be hand-picked by the emperor of Daliang to compete on the stage, after these three days, everyone probably knows that the emperor is harming him if he is not pleasing to his eyes.

For the third prince of Mongolia, I have not heard of it, nor have I seen it. However, Xuanyuan Yichen thinks that his vision is still good, this third prince, he has a slender body, a snow-white complexion, and a pampered appearance. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a master of martial arts, even if you really can, I'm afraid it's just some fancy fists and embroidered legs.

Xuanyuan Yichen saw that the other party couldn't beat him, so he so brazenly proposed a bet on this game. And he doesn't even need to show his skills, he only needs to use a little trick, and if he wants to win him, it is more than enough. Who let this third prince of Mongolia be the first to come and rob his idle princess. If the other party is disrespectful first, don't blame him for being unkind. The soldiers are not tired of cheating, if you want to blame, you can blame this third prince for being too simple.

When the third prince of Mengguo said the word "good", he was also looking at Xuanyuan Yichen. He is indeed a person who does not know martial arts, and he relies on these guards around him to protect him. But he also decided in his heart that Xuanyuan Yichen was also a big straw bag in martial arts. Moreover, Xuanyuan Yichen didn't know, but he himself knew it very well. He doesn't know martial arts, but the people of Mongolia are basically born with great strength. Wang Dadao is a leader in the middle, but he is not too bad.

Wouldn't it be just right that two people who don't know martial arts bumped into each other. No one is afraid of who is superior, just wait to see them play in the most common way men fight. It doesn't matter if you get hurt a little, everything is worth it for the sake of the woman you love.

Both of them thought of this in their hearts, and it was better to be injured, wasn't it just to show the sacrifice and dedication they had made for her in front of Liu Qingyan? Thinking of this, the two of them even thought that even if they could not get hurt, they must be injured!

In this way, it is obviously a competition, and it doesn't matter if the two of them agree happily, but it becomes more like a child's play. It's just that the two of them are still calculating and making their own little calculations in their hearts. Although there was a-for-tat and angry look on his face, he had already secretly blossomed in his heart!

The two of them spoke, completely ignoring the opposition of the people around them, and began to think about where to go to compete. The ready-made stage is still there, and there will be no rush to tear it down. The notary is their own bodyguard, and the rules for winning or losing are still the same, depending on who can knock each other off the stage.

Listening to the discussion between the two princes, the brows of the people around him became tighter and tighter. There are also people who want to open their mouths to persuade their respective princes, but the two princes who are chatting are too lazy to pay attention to the people around them, glance sideways, and all of them keep their mouths shut.

But there is also one who is particularly happy, that is, the first year of junior high school. He didn't care so much, seeing that there was excitement to watch, and he didn't need to worry about the idle king at all, the more the two princes talked, and he listened more and more energetically. When the two princes had almost discussed, the first year of junior high suddenly jumped out and said: "Idle prince, the third prince of Mengguo, the slave is not talented, let's come to judge the two princes!" "This time, Fifteen deliberately didn't stop him, anyway, things are destined to happen, so let Chu Yi go up and make trouble, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!" Xuanyuan Yichen didn't plan to find any referees, but someone took the initiative to bring it up, which was also a good choice. The third prince of Meng Guo also felt that the referee was dispensable, and if he looked at the first year of junior high school, he already knew that he had no martial arts but was a person with no heart. It's okay to let him be this referee, anyway, there are so many people watching around him, so you don't have to worry about him refereeing unfairly.

Now it's good, the players are there, the referees are there, the audience is there, the stage is ready-made, everything is ready, and the two princes led the guards around them and walked to the stage. At this time, Xuanyuan Yichen didn't dare to go back to the room to say anything to Liu Qingyan. He didn't want the third prince of Mengguo to see the situation inside, and he knew that Liu Qingyan must have heard it, and he didn't know what she thought in her heart, but he still had to wait until he finished solving this annoying third prince of Mengguo, and then go back to the room to find her. At that time, let him bear the guilt, and he is willing.

The two groups of people walked on their own side, and after walking a little way, Xuanyuan Yichen turned around sharply and ran towards the camp. The first and fifteenth years of junior high school who were originally following him suddenly became walking in front of him. Almost subconsciously, the two of them also turned around and ran together.

The third prince of Mengguo still thought that the other party was throwing some tricks, "What are you doing?" He asked, and then turned around and ran over.

The door was in front of him, Xuanyuan Yichen kept under his feet, and even raised one foot and kicked it directly. The force was so great that the two doors were immediately kicked to the ground and smashed into several pieces. A burst of smoke rose up, and through the smoke, he saw that there was a figure wrapped in black from head to toe in the room, but the bright long sword he held in his hand was shocking.

At this time, Xuanyuan Yichen watched as the man in black was walking to the side of the bed with a sharp long sword, and was stabbing the long sword in his hand at the person lying on the bed. The long sword stabbed down hard, and Liu Qingyan turned around suddenly, but he could dodge this sword, but it was already a lot of strength that he had finally accumulated, and he was already so tired that his eyes were dizzy as if he was going to pass out again.

Fortunately, the rescuers finally arrived. When the man in black was about to pull out the long sword from the penetrated bed board, without waiting for Xuanyuan Yichen to make a move, the first and fifteenth people of the first year beckoned over. At this time, he couldn't care about any games, and the third prince of Meng Guo also called the guards around him to rush over. It is important to protect Liu Qingyan, and the rest will be put aside for the time being.

The man in black saw that so many people suddenly broke in, and all of them looked like masters. Knowing that his mission had failed, he wanted to escape as soon as possible. It's a pity that everyone saw the process of his murder and saw through his thoughts, how could they allow him to leave and rush into this small room.

The door behind him couldn't get him out, and the thick roof above his head was even more impossible. As soon as the figure in black moved, he threw himself at the window next to him. He slammed through a window with only a few tiny railings and a thin layer of paper, and disappeared into the window. Some of the people in the room were thinking about chasing after the window, and some were thinking about chasing after them from the door, but they saw the body of the man in black flying back from the window as it was.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen people in the room surrounded him in the middle. There are also people who have already run outside, only to see another black figure flashing, and I don't know whether to chase the one who suddenly came out of nowhere, and after a crucial kick to the black-clothed man with a long sword in his hand, the second black-clothed man who suddenly left, it is important to catch the black-clothed person in the room first. After hesitating, the people outside also returned to the room, surrounding the man in black who had just been kicked.