Song Huaiye couldn't help but pause at the pair of clear peach blossom eyes.

An Yangyi, who was lying in his arms, pursed his lips and pulled Song Huaiye's sleeves.

"Brother Night?"

Song Huaiye came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and looked at the weak An Yangyi in his arms, his heart softened, and after being appeased, he looked at Jiang and listened, and his tone was calm:

"If you are disrespectful to your master, go back and receive a fine of fifty boards."

Jiang Tingting propped his chin and looked innocent.

What did she do?

"Disrespectful? Who is it? ”

Song Huaiye glanced at her.

"Plus fifty boards."

Jiang listen: What kind of hook, dare to threaten Lao Tzu? (▼Dish▼#)

The woman's fair face was mixed with a hint of smile and danger.

Jiang Tingting stood up suddenly, the blood in her chest had completely stopped, and her strength had almost recovered, and she would still be angry.

She directly pulled out the sword at her waist and pointed it at Song Huaiye.

"Die or apologize?"

“？？？”

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[Host: Calm down! If you kill the Child of Destiny, you will be sanctioned by the world! 】

Song Huaiye was also stunned by Jiang Ting's sudden move.

He, the secret guard, has always been loyal to him and obedient to his words. How could they point a sword at him like this and threaten him like this?!

"Do you know what you're doing?" Song Huaiye held An Yangyi in his arms, his eyes were dark, and he didn't move, as if he was sure that Jiang Tingting was not so bold to do this.

The little dark guard was dressed in black, with a high ponytail, full of sass, those peach blossom eyes had a casual smile, and the saber she held approached Song Huaiye a few points.

"Less nonsense, it's annoying to listen to."

An Yangyi wanted to raise his head, but was held by Song Huaiye.

"Jiang listen, it's so bold for the master to draw his sword and face you."

Song Huaiye's handsome face was gloomy and scary.

Jiang Tingting didn't hear his words at all, she yawned lazily, the tip of the sword glowed with silver light, and it was only two fingers away from Song Huaiye's nose.

"What bullshit master, you have been unilaterally fired by me."

"You ......" Song Huaiye gritted his teeth, a chill permeated his body, and the air pressure was extremely low.

He let go of An Yangyi and rubbed her head, and said softly:

"Little princess, close your eyes, you have to clean the portal."

An Yangyi glanced at Jiang Ting. Completely forgot about Jiang Tingting's sacrifice of his life to save her just now.

A trace of disgust appeared in her eyes, and then she nodded obediently at Song Huaiye and turned around.

Song Huaiye also pulled out the saber on his waist and fought with Jiang Tingting.

Jiang Tingting's strength against Song Huaiye is actually quite comparable, but Song Huaiye attacked her injured chest vigorously, which made Jiang Tingting unbearable, in the latter move, she held the sword that Song Huaiye stabbed with her bare hands, and then with a force, the sword broke, and when Song Huaiye was stunned, Jiang Tingting kicked him away with a beautiful turn and kick.

Song Huaiye's back hit the stone pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and he felt that several ribs were broken...

Seeing this, An Yangyi immediately got up and stepped forward to support Song Huaiye in a panic...

Song Huaiye comforted An Yangyi, but his eyes looked at Jiang coldly.

Jiang listened to the blood on his palms. But she didn't have a reaction to the pain, and pointed at Song Huaiye with a sword.

"Useless things, if you don't apologize, I'll kill you."

“…”

An Yangyi stood in front of Song Huaiye, his eyebrows wide.

"If you dare to hurt him, this princess will definitely copy your nine clans, and it will make your life worse than death!"

Jiang listened to the careless raising of his eyebrows, and the tip of the sword was close to An Yangyi's cheek.

"I'm the one who hates people threatening me the most......"