"Then try!"

Mu Huai's chest was rolling, his eyes were scarlet, and his knobby fingers touched the soft sword at his waist, and danger was imminent.

Sang Yu watched his movements, and his leisurely posture was completely different from his, "Someone." ”

Countless guards suddenly poured in from outside the hall.

Sang Yu's dark eyes swept over Mu Huai's face, and he hooked his lips with a smile: "Take him down." ”

Seeing that he was about to see blood again, Sang Yu really couldn't pretend to be it, he opened his eyes and said in a "weak" tone: "Stop......"

Sang Yu saw her wake up, and just as he wanted to step forward, he saw Mu Huai quickly holding Sang Yu's hand.

Sang Yu's eyebrows were raised, and there was an indissoluble violence in his dark eyes.

Sensing that Sang Yu's face was too ugly, Sang Yu quietly withdrew his hand from Mu Huai's hand.

She coughed violently until she was almost out of breath and said, "Don't fight for me anymore, ahem......"

"Yuyu!" Mu looked at her worriedly.

Sang Yu also stepped forward, looking at her with nervous eyes.

Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief before looking at them faintly.

"Uncle Huang, Mu Huai, can you stop fighting?"

The two looked at each other, both silent.

"You promise me...... cough, cough, cough, cough ......" Sang Yu covered her lips and coughed again, "Okay?" ”

She let go of her hand, a touch of blood staining her lips red.

Mu Huai was frightened, "Okay, Yuyu, I promise you." ”

Sang Yu was deeply pleased, she looked at Sang Yu who didn't speak, coughed uncomfortably, and the blood on the corners of her lips became more and more intense: "Uncle Huang, what about you?" ”

Sang Yu looked at her pale cheeks and hummed softly.

"Then I'm relieved." Sang Yu fell back and closed his eyes tiredly, "I'm so tired, I want to rest for a while, you guys go back first." ”

"Yuyu, I want to accompany you." Mu Huai didn't worry about her.

"No, I want to be alone." Sang Yu's eyes were half-closed, looking fragile and innocent.

Mu Huai could only look at her nostalgically and turned to leave.

Sang Yu glanced at her deeply, and also brushed his sleeves away.

In the hall, Sang Yu opened her eyes, she wiped her bloody lips, and couldn't help but hiss.

Tsk, if it weren't for the sake of not fighting these two, she wouldn't have bit her tongue ruthlessly.

Outside the hall, two figures stood in the wind, and crises arose.

"Sang Yu, I warn you, stay away from her." Mu Huai touched the soft sword at his waist in his hand, and his misty eyes were full of murderous aura.

Sang Yu's slightly hanging crow feather long eyelashes lifted, revealing his dark and cold pupils, looking at him coldly.

"You don't think she likes you, do you?"

"She just likes me!"

Mu Huai couldn't be more sure.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have saved him so many times.

Nor will he not refuse when he kisses her.

There's no way she doesn't like him!

Sang Yuqing's cold and beautiful face was dyed with a hint of a smile: "Then we might as well make a bet, if she likes you, this king will give up."

If she doesn't like it, you leave here and don't come back. ”

Mu Huai narrowed his narrow eyes: "A word is a certainty." ”

didn't hear 38 more about the news of the fight between Sang Yu and Mu Huai, Sang Yu was very happy.

She thought that the two had learned to live in peace and were no longer jealous.

After all, when she saw Sang Yu again, his eyebrows were gentle, and he no longer had the gloom he used to be.

"Are you feeling better?" He helped her to sit up.

Sang Yu leaned comfortably in his arms, and hummed softly and glutinously like a kitten.

Sang Yu's hand caught her pulse, and when he saw that the pulse was stable, the worry in his eyes completely dissipated.

He suddenly called her: "Sang Yu." ”

(End of chapter)