Chapter 233: Bad Luck
"Ahem-" Nanfeng Jin was choked by Ye Qiantong's self-proclaimed "beautiful", and twitched the corners of his eyes speechlessly, secretly slandering where this girl came from, but he didn't want to usher in Emperor Ming's faint glance, so frightened that he immediately nodded and coaxed, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth and smiling.
Black Moon is not surprised, the princess has always been confident in her appearance.
And at this moment, anger surged in Situ Jing's chest like a prairie fire, and suddenly, his five fingers became claws, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Stinky girl, you are looking for death!" Look at this young master, don't teach you a good lesson! β
However, before he could get up, three fierce and violent forces attacked him, and the momentum was breathtaking!
Emperor Mingjue, Nanfeng Jin, and Black Moon were dispatched at the same time!
"Bang-clickββ!!"
No one was faster than Di Mingjue, and no one could see how he made a move.
Ye Qiantong only felt a gust of wind passing by, and then he heard a broken sound, and Situ Jing's "ah" was blasted out, and his right hand had turned into a strange curved arc!
Situ Jing was hit back violently, and his right foot slammed on the ground to make a mud mark, and finally stopped ten meters away, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Emperor Ming Jue protecting the woman in his arms, and Nan Feng Jin and Hei Yue were standing in front of them, staring at him with frosty faces.
"Who are you, who are you competing to defend one by one?!" Situ Jing gritted his teeth in his voice, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, he was in a cold sweat, and the sharp pain of the humerus of his arm being broken made his eyes burst into flames.
"The king's wife."
"My sister-in-law."
"Master, princess."
Three voices sounded at the same time, the volume was not loud, and it came faintly, but it made Situ Jing fall into an ice cave.
A cruel look flashed between his eyebrows, and his gloomy gaze shot directly at Emperor Mingjue, and his questioning voice was like a sudden poison, as if the other party was a scumbag who had been abandoned from the beginning: "Emperor Shao, don't forget, you promised to take care of Yan'er!" You grew up as childhood sweethearts, and your intimacy has reached the point of talking about marriage, but now you are hugging and holding another woman in your arms, what does it mean? Where did you leave her?! β
When Nan Fengjin heard this, he was the first to be unhappy, and he felt bad luck when he saw Situ Jing.
No, for fear that Ye Qiantong would misunderstand the emperor's boss, Nan Fengjin quickly ran out to correct the emperor's name, and he said with disdain: "What does it mean that childhood sweethearts are intimate and talk about marriage?" Master Ben, I also grew up with Sister Xue's childhood sweetheart, and you are the same, is it possible that the three of us marry her at the same time? Are you disgusting?"
In the end, Nan Fengjin shook her body in disgust, holding her arms and shivering constantly, looking disgusted.
Who is Situ Jing? The eldest young master of the Situ family, one of the top ten forces in the Xuanwu Continent, is also a first-class master in strength and talent, and he has cultivated to a profound innate powerhouse.
"You, shut up!" Situ Jing's gaze staring at Nan Fengjin was vicious and cold, and his black eyes were as arrogant and ferocious as a falcon.
But Nan Fengjin has never dealt with him, and the greatest pleasure is to scare him, the kind that scares to the death, turning a blind eye to his murderous aura.
Nanfeng Jin casually hooked up a touch of arc, straightened her hair in a chic manner, and smiled happily when she was flattened: "I said that Master Situ, you have a secret affection for Sister Xue and follow her from a fart to a fart, Xiao thinks that she is not a day or two, but she is always pretending to be a righteous and awe-inspiring and broad-minded hypocrite, licking her face all day long to force the emperor of my family to marry, are you Sister Xue her father?" Do you still want to be shameless? Why don't you marry yourself?"
"You ββ!!!" Situ Jing had a mouthful of old blood blocked in his throat, his face was so gloomy that he could drip water, he was blue and white, his fists were clenched with green tendons, he trembled with anger, and the humiliation of being ruthlessly poked in front of him and losing face filled his body.
He marries? He wanted to marry, but could he marry?!!
Situ Jing couldn't wait to tear his mouth apart!
But the most aggrieved thing is that he can't do anything with Nan Fengjin now, but he has to suffer from his merciless ridicule everywhere, and he will vomit to death if he thinks about it.
He glanced at Nan Fengjin fiercely, turned his gaze to Di Mingjue, stared at the other party's eyes and gritted his teeth: "Don't forget, Yan'er is the only woman who can get close to you today!" β