"I'll keep my hand for the second time, Brother Ouyang. ”

Yue Wanfeng looked at the blood on his fist, the blood that Ouyang Che had let out by the lightning released earlier, and the blood stained by Ouyang Che's chest just now.

It's all blood, and it's no different. If you want to say different, maybe the blood of this scholar is more noble than that of his own barefoot martial artist.

Yue Wanfeng showed a smile, who would believe this? Many people on the rivers and lakes believe it, but here, in Xinzhai, on this round platform, Ouyang Che doesn't believe it, and he, Yue Wanfeng, naturally won't believe it.

Therefore, Yue Wanfeng is not in a hurry to divide the victory and defeat, because she is fasting, because she does not divide ......

"Journey to the World" Volume 1: Reading is not Confucian Sour Chapter 11 The first victory of the martial arts is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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