Fang Ming was shocked by this turn of events, and he wanted to step forward to break up the fight, but he didn't have the strength, so he could only look at Ao Rong, a highly skilled martial artist, and said, "Sister, it's your turn to persuade me."
Aorong felt that his legs were sore from standing, so he simply found a chair to sit down and watch the battle, and said nonchalantly, "Let them fight."
Fang Ming stared at the two fighting men without blinking, "It's better to persuade them to leave. After all, fists and kicks are ruthless. If there is an accident, it will not be good for anyone."
The identities of these two people are so special. They are both people who can shake the heavens and the earth by stomping their feet.
Aorong was not worried, "It will be okay. These two people have nothing to do, so let them fight."
Even though the moves may seem cruel, they actually won't kill anyone. She still has confidence in this.
Fang Ming then turned his attention to her, with confusion on his face, "Aren't you worried? The prince is your husband."
It's really strange. As a wife, I feel relaxed and not nervous at all. Is this normal?
"Nothing will happen." With her on the side, she will take action if anything goes wrong. He can't bear the loss.
Fang Ming had nothing to say and said no more. He stared at the changes on the field and breathed very quietly.
Suddenly there was a loud voice, "Are you Princess Nanping?"
Aorong's mind was focused on this dragon-tiger fight, and he casually replied, "Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind hit him. He immediately realized what kind of person Aorong was, and Tingfeng Bianyin spun around to avoid it.
When he looked up, he saw that it was the delicate and frail Oiran Qingqing girl, holding a dagger, with murderous intent in her eyes.
Although Aorong was surprised, he remained calm and asked, "Who are you? How dare you assassinate me?"
It seems that he came here for her. He asked her identity beforehand, so there is no possibility of finding the wrong person.
Strange, does she have any enemies? Aorong is a little confused
Aorong didn't attack her, he just stood aside and looked at her coldly
Qingqing was still unwilling to give up, waving the sword in his hand and slashing at her, with a fierce look in his eyes and a fierce shout in his mouth, "Go to hell"
Aorong frowned and avoided a few moves with his bare hands.
This movement had already alarmed the two people in the fight. With their hearts hanging, their hands and feet slowed down in unison, and most of their thoughts were focused on Aorong's side.
Qing Cang was very anxious, "Rong'er, be careful."
Liu Jiyuan shouted, "Qingqing, you are crazy, stop it!"