After Shuya said that, she suddenly faced Yang Huanzhi, put one hand on her hips, and pointed her right index finger at him, "You! Yang Huanzhi! How long are you going to pretend to be deaf and dumb?"
"Pretending to be deaf and dumb? Why did Miss Shu come to say this?"
"You and I are clearly engaged, and you have already recognized me, but you still pretend to be unfamiliar with me. Where do you put this young lady?!"
Shuya's tone was embarrassed and annoyed. It was obvious that she had been dissatisfied with Yang Huanzhi for a long time, but it was hard to get angry in front of everyone. Now that she was provoked by Su Zhen, even though she was ruthless, she exploded instantly.
"Miss Shu, what you said is wrong. Although you and Yang have an engagement, there is no love between you and me. When we leave here, Yang will definitely return to Beijing to inform his father to terminate the engagement between you and me. From now on, a man will marry and a woman will marry.
Each has nothing to do with it. One is different from the other, and each is happy."
Break off the engagement?! She was broken off the engagement?! She was actually broken off the engagement!
She is the eldest lady of the Kayi tribe! How could she be subjected to such a shame and humiliation?
After Shuya was confused, she laughed angrily, "Yang Huanzhi! I have always been the only man who has looked down upon me! How dare you despise me!"
"The young lady is joking. It's just that Yang has no intention of Miss Shu, so he doesn't want to delay the young lady's life."
"Don't want to delay?! Could it be that you already have the girl you like?"
Shuya stared at him suspiciously, but her hands touched her waist, but there was nothing there. Only then did she remember that her whip had been cut into several pieces by Shishi.
She thought to herself: That vixen has a foxy look on his face, could it be...
Before Yang Huanzhi spoke, she asked first, "Could it be that you have fallen in love with that vixen?"
"Fox spirit?" A Zhan asked doubtfully.
"Yes!" Shuya stared at Yang Huanzhi with a look of disdain on her face, "Yang Huanzhi! This lady is now your unmarried wife after all! How dare you embarrass me in public! Break off the engagement? What do you want from me?
land?!"
Yang Huanzhi frowned when he heard this. He didn't want to do this, but there were some things he couldn't say in private.
"Tsk! What Lao Yang likes is a kind and gentle family, not a jealous woman with a vicious tongue." Tang Yinchen sneered.
"Tang Yinchen! Shut up! It must be you little bully who is instigating him!"
"Instigating?" Tang Yinchen looked at her with a lazy look, "Just you? With your appearance, figure, and temperament, you can't even compare to the most ordinary girl in Jiyuefang in Kyoto.
!That's it...you still want to marry Lao Yang? Are you worthy?"
Tang Yinchen was always gentle towards girls, no matter whether they were beautiful or ugly, but today he opened his mouth with ridicule and ridicule, directly degrading Shuya as worthless.
Shuya is used to being arrogant and arrogant. How can she bear being humiliated repeatedly?
She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Tang Yinchen! You are looking for death!"
Tang Yinchen smiled disdainfully and didn't take her threat to heart at all.
"Aduo! Here comes the sword!"
Shuya's eyes were sharp, her right arm stretched out, and she extended her hand towards A'duo.
But Aduo looked embarrassed, "Miss, this..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Here comes the sword!" 2018
Seeing that A Duo was unmoved and his eyes were hesitant, she directly slapped A Duo's scabbard with her backhand. There was a crisp sound, the sword was unsheathed, and a silvery cold light suddenly appeared.
As the sword flew out, she tapped her toes and jumped out suddenly. With a wave of her hand, the hilt of the sword was held in her hand.
He held the sword horizontally in front of his eyes, flicked his fingers, and touched the sword with his slender white fingers, and heard a clear and crisp 'ding' sound.
She stared at Tang Yinchen coldly, but the latter smiled indifferently, twisted his wrist lazily, and with a 'swish' sound he spread out the folding fan in his hand.
Shuya held a few beautiful sword flowers, and her figure kept flashing in the air. An ordinary person would be dazzled.
But everyone who accidentally entered this valley was not a light-hearted person. His swordsmanship, which he thought was extremely superb, was incomparable to Su Zhen and others' eyes.
Su Zhen let out a long sigh and shook her head in disappointment. She had thought that this noble and arrogant young lady would be able to pierce the window between the two people, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that.
Xiao Chuhong didn't need to ask, he knew Su Zhen's little thoughts, but everything was too much and too little was not enough.
The authorities are blind to the onlookers, and no matter how much others do, it is not as good as those two people who are willing to take a step forward.
Yuzhu twisted the beads in her hand and stared at the two people with a look of compassion, "Amitabha!"
A Zhan pulled Yu Zhu's arm and shook it back and forth, seemingly wanting to stop him, but his eyes were full of interest, as he really wanted to see the two people fight.
Soon, as A Zhan wished, Shuya suddenly leaned down, and his sword energy was directed towards Tang Yinchen's face.
The latter just raised the corners of his eyes lightly, glancing at Shuya with neither salt nor indifference.
"Lao Yang, if I accidentally scratch this evil woman's face, and she insists on relying on me, you have to be responsible for me!"
Shuya originally looked very fast, but when Yu Tang Yinchen took a look, he didn't even arouse his desire to fight with her.
He suddenly turned his head and raised the folding fan, only to see Shuya's sword inserted directly between the fan bones. Tang Yinchen twisted his wrist, and the ice-red mist flew directly from the fan in his hand.
Zhu Shuya's sword quickly extended and soon reached her arm.
The painful feeling of ice and fire spread throughout her body. Shuya immediately wanted to let go, but Tang Yinchen did not give her a chance.
With the power of the soaking cream, it penetrated directly from Shuya's skin into her flesh and blood. Although there was no feeling of insects and ants gnawing at her, the pain was numb and numb, like electricity passing through.
Shuya twisted her wrist angrily, trying to throw the sword away from her hand, but the rich ice-red mist was still coming out of it, and it continued without stopping.
Shuya was frozen in the air, her face was livid, her lips were pale, her eyes were full of resentment, but her voice was trembling slightly, obviously she was suffering great pain.
A'duo was shocked. She didn't expect Tang Yinchen's martial arts to be so strong!
Knowing that it was useless to beg him, he did not make useless efforts. He walked quickly to Yang Huanzhi, knelt on the ground and pulled his sleeves and shouted loudly, "Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang! Regardless of whether you have a lover or not, please keep your thoughts in mind."
As a matter of childhood love, let Mr. Tang let my lady go for once!"
Childhood love?
Yang Huanzhi raised his eyes to look at the arrogant woman. His eyes were obviously red at this moment, but he still bit his lip stubbornly and refused to cry out in pain.
Suddenly, he remembered that Chief Mo Xiu had taken her to Kyoto more than ten years ago. At the palace banquet at that time, he still remembered that the little girl had pigtails all over her head and was riding a brown-red horse.
The pony walked onto the stage, holding a whip in its hand.
The flamboyant and free-spirited little girl in blue, the whip-flying horse dance with perfect appearance, the series of crisp bells, and the unpredictable dance steps all left a deep memory in his mind.
However, she fell in love with him for no reason at that time, and even asked Mo Xiu to ask the emperor for a marriage.