Fortunately, Liangcheng had already sensed the crowd and had let go of Ah Chun.

People who don't know about long forgetfulness can't pay attention to the expression of anger and color as always, and the entire forehead line has tightened, as if it is forcibly suppressing the twitching tail of the eye. The anger seemed to erupt from the bottom of the magma, and it quickly cooled in the blink of an eye, and after lingering on the two men of the Demon Lord and Liangcheng, it converged into a hard stone.

The Demon Lord seemed to be full of thoughts about how to talk to Bai Yusha, completely ignoring the long forgetfulness that he could split his five horses, provoke the fire, and steam and peel his skin several times.

Until the handle of the negative fan, which was more cold than the sword, rested on the Demon Lord's tensed wrist, and two words fell: "Demon Lord, hand, should you let go." No questioning, no threat, a short sentence, but a lot of content from the unwavering tone.

And the Demon Monarch was already jealous because of his admiration for a woman to marry and forget, so he deliberately did not let go: "His Royal Highness the Prince, isn't she just a maid?

A blatant sentence to sow discord, the answer is the critical blow of the negative fan.

The click was the sound of broken wrist bones, and there was no trace of skin to be seen, but it was clearly heard in the ears of Ah Chun, Demon Lord, and Chang Wang.

The Demon Lord's facial features wrinkled instantly, and the bloodthirsty fight instantly aroused his excitement, and the demonstration that he was not afraid of death despite the severe pain continued to provoke.

Chang Wang's lips slowly hooked, obviously not smiling. Without saying a word, he picked up the handle of the fan and knocked it on the five fingers of the demon lord on Ah Chun's wrist. With each finger, it is extremely easy to knock, and it is extremely heavy.

For the Demon Lord, the handle of the negative fan looks light and fluttering, with the appearance of a skin bag, and he slowly flicked his fingers in Chang Wang, like a hammer weighing a thousand catties, accurately smashed on the phalanges, shattered a whole finger at once, the meridians were broken, and the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the pain was so painful that the Demon Lord had to stand unsteadily.

The sweat on the Demon Lord's forehead was heavier than soybeans, and his expression was still hard, but he knew that he couldn't last long, and the whole hand bone was broken like a piece of waste meat after the meridians were broken, and he definitely couldn't grasp it.

So, instead of sitting still, he slashed down with his other free hand to snatch the fan, as if he had forgotten to wait for the Demon Lord to make a move, grabbed his wrist and twisted it backwards, and the sound of squeaking bones was particularly clear in the silence that gradually realized that something was wrong.

The Demon Lord took advantage of the situation to twist his body and sweep the long forgotten feet, which was a very fast and ruthless action. Because dodging will hurt Ah Chun next to him, Chang Forget didn't dodge, but he had already practiced a patience that no one could match, and he didn't even say a word after receiving this kick, and suddenly pulled Ah Chun with one hand, and kicked the demon lord in the chest with the other kick, this time kicking out dozens of steps, and Ah Chun was restrained, and Chang Forget pulled again, so the three of them moved ten steps in the same direction together.

Chang Wang's kick was so strong, and the other demon lord as tall as a mountain almost fell down, he rubbed his chest, and reached out fiercely to lock Chang Wang's throat, and pushed it back.

Chang Forget suddenly forced him to take three or four steps back, and stopped his feet, with a clear purpose, regardless of himself, and forced the Demon Lord to firmly grasp the big palm like rotten flesh inside.

When Chang Forget lowered his head and was distracted, the Demon Lord clenched his fist and took advantage of the weight like a mountain to hit his head, and the lightning speed couldn't be avoided at all, and once it fell, his brain would definitely burst.

An exclamation!

Synchronous.

The long forgetting fan was already stretched out in the palm of his hand, and with a flexible turn on his wrist, the sharp horizontal slashing of the demon lord's arm was spilled out in an instant, and half of the deep bones were cut off, which was regarded as saving face for today's birthday banquet.

And Ah Chun was dragged around like a puppet, and I thought that today I would unknowingly abide by my duty, and after eating this meal in a low-key manner, I quickly returned to Rushan to complete the great cause of cultivation.

But on the contrary, she seems to be born with a shine that cannot be buried, and can be the one who can be seen everywhere. Therefore, today, she has endured to the limit, her eyes are often full of smiles and sharp and vicious, and she will fatally kick the most vulnerable place of the demon lord man, although it is very unauthentic to do this on the rivers and lakes, and she rarely does this, but the form is compelling.

As a result, the Demon Lord was slightly bowed down by the two sharp stabs in the upper and lower streams.

Chang Forget was about to step forward again, but Ah Chun stretched out his hand to stop and signal to stop, her eyes were on fire, and the blue tendons in the corners of her forehead jumped violently, before the Demon Lord could breathe, she jumped up, struck a knife, and clenched her other arm.

The Demon Lord didn't expect that this woman whose mana cultivation was the most direct and subtle, the speed was so terrifying, she was busy retreating, but how could she get rid of it.

The two of them defended and attacked, not that the demon lord did not attack, but that Ah Chun's speed did not allow him to react to attack at all.

Ah Chun's reluctant hand knife, one after another slashed on the thick meat, although the strength and Chang Forget's difference is thousands of miles, but can't help but the hand knife is dense, leaving no gap, in the attack and defense, if it weren't for the demon lord to hide quickly, Ah Chun's hand knife almost chopped his throat.

In fact, in the month of practicing with Chang Wang, he didn't really teach her martial arts, and what she is showing now is completely based on the memories of her previous life. Her martial arts are generally practiced by practice, half of them are trained by fighting with others, almost a pure wild way, the actual combat ability is very strong, the shot is all based on the mood, ruthless enough, fast enough, gangster enough, cruelty and ruthlessness to the fullest, invincible.

The Demon Lord was tall and strong, very resistant to fighting, and the sound of bones shattering was clearly audible.

Everyone present didn't expect that a girl who was so delicate that she was even a little weak would be able to fight with the dignified Demon King.

Finally, Changfeng Wanli couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly called several guards to separate, and he also stepped forward to persuade: "Qianqiu, Chang Forget, stop, this little girl, you also stop." Young people should have a degree of martial arts, harmony is precious, hurry up, what about the king of medicine?"

The Demon Lord may have been too ruthless by Chang Forget's few tricks to break his bones, and Ah Chun kicked in the middle, which simply made him cut off his children and grandchildren, and he couldn't hold on, just when Changfeng gave the steps, he finally let go of his hand and asked, "What's your name?"

Ah Chun turned his unconscious wrist and asked, "Your name is Qianqiu?"

The Demon Lord's voice was loud: "Exactly." ”

Ah Chun turned around and walked towards Liangcheng and threw it down: "My name is Da Meng!"

Demon Lord: "......"

His appearance is destined to be a farce that must climb to the top.

The Demon Lord was affectionate, and he was jealous and looked at Bai Yusha squatting down, regardless of the difference between men and women, he looked at the inspector and forgot to be naked, proving that he was not dead and roared in shock: "Shasha, I want to marry you!"

Suddenly, the situation was like everyone falling into a tumbling and smoking fryer, one after another accusations, exclaims, insults, support, whistles, one sound overwhelmed another, and almost lifted the oil pot.

In fact, in Changfeng Wanli's view, the last sentence of the Demon Monarch was undoubtedly a demonstration of the entire Yunyang Mountain.

The Demon Lord wanted to be more bold, but he was quickly shot down by the Medicine King, and he fainted to the ground like a mountain, and seven or eight guards with quick hands and feet hurriedly dragged him down.

Bai Yusha hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, Yusha has no ....... ”

Changfeng Wanli stopped: "Let's see the injury for Forget Er first." ”

Qing Zheng sensed that something was wrong in the hall before, and walked out of the crowd, and after witnessing the whole process, he walked up to Ah Chun and whispered cold words: "The arrogance of the Han donor is rampant, unscrupulous, and short-tempered, it is really like a day for ten thousand years!"

Ah Chun wiped his sweat, turned his head sideways and said, "What's the matter?"

Qing Zheng hummed, shook his head with a rosary, and in an instant, he seemed to see someone, lost his composure, flashed, and hid.

I just wanted to make a few jokes in the cold evening, and the first sentence that blurted out was: "What about Master?"

Ah Chun rolled her eyes and pointed in a direction: "Over there." ”

Only Liang Cheng remembered that her wrist was already purple and black, and her forearm was worn out with a lot of skin, and it was covered with dense blood spots, which looked terrifying.

"Ah Chun, I just asked the medicine king to get a bottle of ointment, now apply it. Liang Cheng said distressedly.

Ah Chun Yuguang unintentionally or intentionally slipped past not far away, and at this time he was surrounded by the prince and the queen, the queen, and a large group of elders, mountain lords, and officials. They were all watching Yusha kneel on his knees, and he was healing religiously, and he didn't know what kind of bare feet he was kicked by the Demon King.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the scene, no one has taken care of speculating about Ah Chun at the moment, why the future prince fought with the demon lord because of an unknown ordinary woman. She said to Liangcheng in a low voice, "Let's find a secluded place." ”

Liang Cheng nodded understandingly.

The two of them walked around and around, walked from the turning corridor to the door of the main hall that was not just anyone, and found a horn tree to sit firmly, Liangcheng carefully and gently gently applied ointment to Ah Chun's entire arm, and wanted to wrap it with a medical belt, but was stopped by Ah Chun: "No, it's good to dry quickly." ”

Liang Cheng smiled: "You're really not squeamish. ”

Ah Chun pulled his sleeves, probably because he was violent, and he sat back weightlessly.

Liang Cheng jumped: "What's wrong?"

Ah Chun's head was hot, his throat was salty and sore, he hurriedly turned around, rushed to the tree and squatted on the feast, and a wave of heat pushed the delicious food he had just eaten up from his stomach, and he vomited so much that he turned his mouth into the sea.

Liang Cheng was too busy to pat her dirty back until the collapse stopped.

After vomiting, Ah Chun felt a lot more comfortable, her waist was sore, she slowly straightened up, and just wiped her lips with a snow-white handkerchief handed over by Liangcheng.

It's not as embarrassed as her daughter's family, and she said calmly: "I'm smiling." ”

Liang Cheng disagreed: "It's the wine at the banquet that has enough stamina, just now you have a fight, although it is not long, you must have urged the stamina." ”

Ah Chun took a rough breath to relieve his nausea: "In this life, I'm afraid that the amount of alcohol will have to be practiced again." By the way, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, how about you ask me to go back to Rushan? Stay a few more days and have a good chat. ”

Liang Cheng laughed warmly: "Okay." ”

After sitting for a while, Ah Chun felt that the strength of the wine had not disappeared, and there was a gradual upward trend, and his eyes were still blurred, and drunk people knew that there would only be a short period of soberness after drunken vomiting. The sober mind was gradually rendered by the drunkenness again, and the whole person was immediately groggy, sweeping everywhere with double images, trying to shake his head to restrain himself, and finally quickly turned around and vomited to the earth-shattering waves.

Ah Chun had never vomited so much when she was drunk in her previous life, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she was a girl's family after all, and she was a little embarrassed and said to Liangcheng: "You go with me to a place to rest for a while." ”