"Shhh

Si Dai touched the arm that had been cut open, and it was a hot red.

"Whew!"

Yue Jingwan tugged at the blood-red whip in his hand and raised her eyebrows lightly.

"It's a bit heavier, Princess Si Dai, please forgive me."

“……”

Si Dai blushed and glared at him through gritted teeth.

"Wow, rubbish!"

The little girl muttered and narrowed her eyes disdainfully.

"Little waste, don't make a sound."

Yue Guchen pinched the nephrite ears, and his face was warm.

"I'll throw you up if you talk again."

"Humph!!"

After snorting twice, Lou Yaoyao flattened his mouth and narrowed his eyes again.

"Don't get complacent! Look at the sword! ”

There was another voice in the ring, and the silver sword in Si Dai's hand was pulled out of a few beautiful sword flowers, stabbing towards the moon.

"Tsk!"

Pursing her lips, Yue Jingwan glanced at the whip in her hand and thought for a while.

Never mind!

With a kick of his foot, the white shadow instantly moved to Si Dai.

Holding one hand against the sword flower she stabbed, Yue Jingwan glanced up and down at the panicked woman.

Then under the other party's incredulous gaze, he hooked his lips and smiled.

Finally, under the hem of the white dress, the slender leg stretched out, and kicked the woman's chest.

"Ahh

"Oh my God!"

"It hurts!"

Rong Qianxiao touched his flat chest and swallowed his saliva a little nervously.

"God, this is terrifying!"

"Women are really scary!"

"Ahem!"

Lian Fuyin coughed lightly, interrupting the "small theater" of the people around him.

"Hey, hey!"

Rong Qianxiao smiled, but straightened his head, looking well-behaved.

Lian Fuyin shook his head and turned his eyes to look in the direction of the ring.

Stard's chest ached, and she had already fainted.

Heyi waved her hand, and the imperial doctor hurriedly came up in pairs and carried her down.

"Surprise Princess, is it too heavy?"

Si Yunluo hooked his lips and looked at the moon.

He didn't care if Si Dai was dead or alive, but what she lost was his face and Tianze's face.

"In the ring, as long as one life is spared, it is not serious."

Yue Jingwan touched the whip wrapped around his wrist, and his eyes swept over him without the slightest pause.

“……”

Si Yunluo's face darkened, and he was about to speak, but was stopped by the woman next to him.

"Brother Huang, this is Huangyue."

Si Qian's hand opened on his arm and smiled softly.

“……”

Si Yunluo snorted coldly and turned his head.

Yue's frightened eyes left Tianze, swept to the front, and finally smiled lightly at Qiu Sheng.

"Miss Qiusheng, I'm offended."

"Your Highness the Princess!"

Qiu Sheng bent over, "offended ......"

"Huh!"

Her waist had just straightened up a line, and the sword in the hand of the guard beside her shook with force, and the sword body suddenly came out of its sheath.

"Wow!"

The silver-white sword body flashed in the soft eyes, revealing a pool of silver white.

The next moment, Xiu held the hilt of the sword and wrapped it straight around the whip body of the blood jade.

“……”

The whip was tightened by force, making a shrill sound.

The two pairs of eyes missed in an instant, and at the same time, one hundred and one yellow staggered by in an instant.

The white boots were pressed against the iron pillar in the corner, the moon was frightened, and the blood-red whip body slammed down.

"Smack!"

The whip staggered flat with the soft waist, hitting the ground, pulling out the crimson base cloth.

His eyes swept over the brocade belt that was lifted off his waist, and Qiu Sheng held the silver sword in his hand and turned into a sharp sword shadow.

The moon frowned, and the soft whips under her hands fell layer by layer, scattering a dense net.

"Smack!"

"Huh!"

"I'm afraid it's up and down!"

Chu Moyun touched the cyan stubble on his chin and thought about opening.