Although Jun Lan avoided the attack between Ye Feiyan's hands and knives, the feeling of the sharp and sharp wind blowing through his fingertips made Jun Lan feel a pang in his heart, his own princess actually had such a powerful ability.

Ye Feiyan chuckled wickedly, yes, if he had a scalpel in his hand, this blow would definitely hurt the other party.

With the self-confidence, Ye Feiyan became more and more courageous, and the movements of his subordinates became faster and faster, supplemented by attacks from time to time under his feet, so that Jun Lan had to fight back, but he was afraid that he would hurt his own princess, so he did not dare to supplement it with internal strength and light skills.

You come and go, and the two fight each other for about half an hour.

Jun Lan, who didn't dare to use all his strength at the beginning of the period, had to go all out under Ye Feiyan's faster and faster attacks.

And Ye Feiyan, who became more and more courageous and excited the more she fought, seemed to have returned to the practice room of the Ye family, and the time when she was accompanied by the third child of the Ye family to practice, echoed in her ears the praise of the three young people of the Ye family from time to time, "Yan'er, yes, go on, yes, this move is going to be made like this, well, this blow is a good response." ”

Jun Lan, who didn't dare to use internal force and light skills, felt that the long-term battle made the toxins in his body seem to start active again, and he felt a fishy sweetness slowly filling his chest, but looking at the princess on the other side who didn't want to stop, he could only smile bitterly, suppress the fishy sweetness, and continue to accompany his princess.

After preparing for supper and tidying up the house, Mr. Zhao couldn't wait for Junlan and Ye Feiyan, so he had to look for them along the road.

When he got closer, he saw the two of you fighting each other on the edge of a garden, and Mr. Zhao was dumbfounded.

How could this be, wasn't it okay just now, how did the fight start?

Seeing Ye Feiyan, who was on par with Jun Lan, Zhao Zongbing secretly rejoiced, fortunately, during the day, he did not make a move to confront the princess, otherwise, even if he used internal force, he would not necessarily be the princess's opponent.

Look at Junlan again, huh? Why doesn't the prince apply internal force, it seems that light work is useless.

The prince is not in good health, General Guo once wrote to him to tell him that if the prince arrives here, let him secretly protect the prince and let him return to Jingdu smoothly, it seems that he also deliberately said that the prince must not fight for a long time, especially if he does not use internal force, once he finds that the prince's internal force is damaged, he must swear to protect the prince.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhao was not in a hurry, why didn't the prince use internal force, did he forget, do you need to remind him?

After thinking about it, it was still important for the prince's health, so Zhao Zongbing shouted at the two people who were fighting: "Prince, use your internal strength!" ”

The two had already discovered the arrival of General Zhao, but Ye Feiyan did not relent, and Jun Lan could only see the move.

Mr. Zhao's shout made Jun Lan stunned slightly, and he was hesitating whether to use internal force to stop his princess, but before he could figure out how to move, Ye Feiyan's punch hit him straight into his abdomen, and he felt a hot pain transferred from his abdomen upwards, and after transferring to his chest, he hit the fishy sweetness that was pressed on his chest, he took two steps back, and after trying hard for a while, the fishy sweetness that was not pressed back overflowed from his mouth.

Ye Feiyan, who heard Mr. Zhao's shout, swirled with the word "internal force" in her head, but the action in her hand instinctively hit out, and when it hit Jun Lan directly, she suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at Jun Lan who took two steps back, and her mouth overflowed with crimson in a daze.

Mr. Zhao ran over quickly and hugged Junlan, "Lord Wang, does your body matter?" ”

Jun Lan struggled to stand up straight and shook his head slightly, "It's okay. Then he took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the crimson off his mouth.