Lian Shang thought of the two wounded men and wanted to buy them some supplements and come back, but he didn't want to meet Xia Niechen on the way. When he learned about the two people, he hurried back.
As soon as she stepped into the door, she saw from a distance that the two of them were blocking each other and not giving in to the other. Her delicate eyebrows were twisted into knots and she immediately raised her feet and walked towards them without saying a word.
"Shi Wushuang, I'm telling you again, I want you to leave the princess immediately!"
Musang spoke sternly and stretched out his long arm to block Shi Wushuang's way, and he would not be allowed to pass.
Shi Wushuang looked at Mu Sang indifferently and said without any emotion on his face.
"I will not leave her, nor will I give up my feelings for her, unless she drives me away."
"you--!"
Mu Sang gritted his teeth in anger, his chest heaved violently, and he looked coldly at the man with a firm expression in front of him.
"Didn't you say you love the princess? Can't you bear to see her get hurt in the future?"
"Ah……"
Shi Wushuang smiled softly, narrowing his eyes while slightly curling his lips.
"I really feel sad for you. You are more concerned about things that Lian Shang has never cared about. Are you really as selfless as you appear? Or are you just using the guise of self-deception to satisfy your shameful selfishness!"
"you!"
This man pierced his thoughts with one word and challenged his patience again and again. Mu Sang, who was so angry, pushed Shi Wushuang away and roared angrily.
"So what? I believe that as long as you are no longer around, the princess will look back and realize how good I am and will be with me. It is because of your existence that she ignores me around her. No matter what,
Whether it is for the future happiness of the princess or for myself, I must let you leave her today!"
"Musang, wake up. She never liked you a thousand years ago, and she won't like you because of my absence."
"you shut up!"
Mu Sang looked at him with a look of sympathy and pity. Was he pitying him? Mu Sang didn't need anyone else to pity him, and he didn't need anyone to pity him!
A sword suddenly appeared in his right hand, the blade with a cold sheen pointed directly at Shi Wushuang's chest, his vicious eyes filled with murderous intent.
"I'm telling you again, let you leave her!"
Facing Mu Sang's invisible oppression, Shi Wushuang was fearless and vetoed with firm eyes.
"I still say the same thing, it's absolutely impossible!"
"You forced me to do this, so go and die!"
His hateful eyes suddenly narrowed, and Mu Sang immediately took the life of the person in front of him. Shi Wushuang did not want the matter to get into trouble, so he gave in at every turn to avoid his murderous intention.
After several fights, Shi Wushuang used the power of Qinggong to prevent him from succeeding. As time went by, Mu Sang became more and more resentful. Without thinking, the long sword transformed into a powerful move in his hand and attacked the person in the distance.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Shi Wushuang's pupils shrank suddenly subconsciously, and he raised his sword to face it, but he didn't want to retreat dozens of steps, and blood dripped from the tiger's mouth and spread all over the ground.
He could barely stand upright, caressing his chest and frowning as he watched Mu Sang slowly approaching.
I really didn’t expect that he really wanted to kill me!
But he is the only one in his world who would not sit back and wait until now. If he wants to fight, he will definitely fight to the end!
Seeing Shi Wushuang finally picking up the sword seriously, Mu Sang curled his lips and smiled happily.
"That's right, that's how a man should be! This time... let's settle it completely!"