Thinking of this, the little prince of the barbarian also glanced at Qin Zi on the side, and secretly said angrily in his heart, although the other party's release of water was not obvious, he could still detect that the other party was concerned about his identity, so he didn't really intend to hurt himself, otherwise the two would really not have fought for so long and did not distinguish the winner.

It was precisely because he knew this that he was anxious and wanted to force out the other party's true strength just now, but he didn't expect that he would mess up the proportions first, and then he made a fuss about splitting the bamboo building.

Therefore, what the little prince of barbarians did at this time was, in some ways, to provoke Mu Chonglan and want to fight with Mu Chonglan.

Although it is quite a loss for him to deal with a woman as a man, if he runs away like this, he will lose face even more, which is not only his face, but also the face of their Desert Snow Country.

"Hey, why don't you speak?" Seeing that Mu Chonglan was just looking at him with his eyes, but he didn't speak, the little prince of barbarians always had a feeling of hair in his heart.

Mu Chonglan pursed his mouth: "I'm thinking about ......"

"What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about your little body, how many hits can you take?" Mu Chonglan said very distressedly.

The barbarian little prince was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he became angry and yelled, "You stinky girl, you are too arrogant", and then directly swung his fist at Mu Chonglan.

Mu Chonglan didn't think about it, and directly punched it.

"Oops!" Qin Ziying gasped, he was beaten by Mu Chonglan and knocked out three doors, and he was in a coma for several days, even today is still fresh in his memory, thinking that Mu Chonglan's strength might shock the barbarians into serious injuries, he hurriedly tried to stop it.

However, as soon as he made a move, he was pushed by Su Chengmo beside him, and took two steps back to gain a firm foothold, looking at Su Chengmo puzzled, thinking that she wasn't worried?

Su Chengmo seemed to understand what he meant, but he just glanced back and looked at Mu Chonglan again.

Mu Chonglan was holding the name of Ji Lu at this time, in fact, he was not yet fifteen years old enough to get married, and his size had not yet grown, although the barbarian little prince was only a weak crown, but he could dance such a heavy Fang Tian painting halberd, naturally he was also a burly man, and the two of them were facing each other with their fists, just like a child and an adult fighting each other.

However, what was surprising was that after this punch, Mu Chonglan did not move at all, but the little prince of barbarians retreated a few steps in a row, and did not stop until he hit the carriage he was riding in.

Such a contrast is really surprising, but it seems that it is not surprising to think that Mu Chonglan can hold up the sky lantern tower.

"Wow!" There were surprises around, followed by applause, and even some people shouted "Raise my Dasheng national prestige, barbarian Tartars get out of the capital" This kind of words, in short, the surrounding Dasheng people are very excited.

The barbarian little prince's face was gloomy, and he was shocked out by Mu Chonglan, and he couldn't react.

"Prince, you're alright." A group of barbarian guards rushed up and said a lot of barbarian words, if something happened to the little prince of barbarians, they would be to blame, and they were afraid that they would lose their heads, so they were all frightened and weak, for fear that the little prince would make a mistake.

Qin Zibei was also very nervous, his eyes staring at the little prince of the barbarians, thinking in his heart that if something happened, he didn't know if his father would live in his pocket, and it would not be easy to think about it.

"I'm fine." The little prince of the barbarians kicked away the guards around him angrily and looked at Mu Chonglan. "I didn't expect you to have some skills, you must know that people who can have a tie with Prince Ben are rare."

Mu Chonglan raised her eyebrows, turned her head to look at Su Chengmo beside her: "Did I take a few steps back just now?" ”

"No, it's just that he was knocked back a few steps by you, and you didn't move." Su Chengmo had no expression, expounded the facts, and was ashamed of the barbarian little prince who wanted to save face.

"Well, I remember that, too." Mu Chonglan nodded vigorously, then looked at the barbarian little prince, and wrinkled his nose: "I didn't expect that you not only have weak bones, but also a bad brain, since this is the case, I can't ask you for medical expenses anymore, you pay for the bamboo building and leave for others." ”

Mu Chonglan shook his hand generously, with an expression of "I'm an adult who doesn't care about you villain", which tickled the teeth of the barbarian little prince, and he waved the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand and slashed at Mu Chonglan.

Seeing this, Su Chengmo did not hesitate to fight, but he felt that his waist was softly pushed, and he was pushed aside.

Behind her, Mu Chonglan greeted her directly, and it was obvious that the person who pushed her away was Mu Chonglan.

When the barbarian little prince saw Mu Chonglan coming up, he was also high-spirited, but immediately he noticed that something was wrong, because he only felt that Mu Chonglan's figure flashed in front of him, and his hand was light, and the Fang Tian painting halberd that was originally in his hand fell into Mu Chonglan's hand.

"Give it back!"

"Tsk." Mu Chonglan weighed the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and only felt that this thing looked very heavy, but it was actually okay, but most of the people here like to put flowers on the shelves when they practice martial arts, so they can't sell it if they rob it, so they casually throw it back to the little prince of barbarians. "Pay you back."

"......" The little prince subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but as soon as he grabbed Fang Tian's halberd, Mu Chonglan appeared in front of him, grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the carriage, and then pointed at his stomach is "Bang!" Bang! Bang! Three times, hammered the carriage behind him to "Kick!" Step on! Step on! "Jumped three times.

After doing all this, Mu Chonglan withdrew his hand.

Seeing this situation, Qin Zi suddenly had a feeling that his heart was like ashes, he had fought with the little prince of barbarians, and he was also punched by Mu Chonglan, so he intuitively felt that these three punches, how could the little prince of barbarians have a reason to live?

The little prince touched his stomach, and unexpectedly didn't feel any pain, his eyes looked at Mu Chonglan suspiciously, wondering what she had done, because he felt a strong murderous aura just now, and even that murderous aura pressed him almost out of breath.

However, thinking about it, it seemed too unimposing to ask such a question, so the barbarian little prince puffed up his chest again, and said with a look of disgust: "How powerful I am for you, in fact, it is nothing more than that." ”

As soon as the little prince finished speaking, there was a loud "boom-" behind him, and the carriage behind him actually split apart, so startled that his eyes widened, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"......" Qin Zibei glanced at the little prince of barbarians, and then at Mu Chonglan, but saw Mu Chonglan with his chin up, his beautiful little mouth bulging, and his face was full of childishness of "I'm not happy", and he felt a chill down his spine for a while, and swallowed his saliva.

The layman looked at the excitement, the insider looked at the doorway, he didn't believe it at first, but now he believes it, and he believes that Mu Chonglan beat him to the three doors, it's really just careless......