Suddenly, on this huge terrace, the two of them were fighting each other, and the porcelain flower pots on one side were chopped to pieces with swords, leaving a mess.
Xiao Wen frowned, feeling that Che Yue's sword style was extremely sharp and his steps were flexible and brisk. It would not be easy to defeat him with bare hands.
Although he had never fought against Che Yue before, he never expected that Che Yue could be so good at martial arts.
"Xiao Wen, the princess treats you like this, but you are so shameless!" Cheyue roared, and stabbed Xiao Wen with the sword edge on one side of her body again.
Xiao Wen snorted softly and dodged sideways. Unexpectedly, Che Yue's move was a false move. He only felt a flash of sword light. Xiao Wen felt pain on his arm. He was shocked. With his martial arts, Che Yue would actually stab him.
Hit?[
But...he underestimated the enemy too much!
Cheyue did not attack again, and withdrew the sword with a swish, looking coldly at Xiao Wen whose arm was cut with a bloody gash, panting and suppressing his anger. He did not want to waste his energy on Xiao Wen, but he did not vent it.
For a moment, I felt really sad.
The princess chose him, but he hurt her and abandoned her. With just one sword strike, he really couldn't forgive his hatred.
But he was afraid that the princess would be angry... After all, Xiao Wen was someone she valued very much, right?
Xiang'er stood aside dumbfounded. From the beginning to now, she was so scared that her face turned pale, like a doll without any consciousness.
Three years of coma made her reaction even slower.
"Xiao Wen, give me an explanation! Otherwise, get out of the Changbi Palace!" Che Yue stared at Xiao Wen coldly and said bitterly.
There was pain in his eyes. He wanted to kill Xiao Wen, but he was afraid that the princess would blame him. However, Xiao Wen didn't fight him seriously at all. If he was serious, he would have to fight to the death to determine the winner, right?
Xiao Wen smiled coquettishly and gave him a flirtatious look.
Che Yue became even more furious and drew out the sword with a swipe. Only then did Xiang'er come back to his senses and rushed in front of Xiao Wen and opened his arms, "Master... please don't hurt brother Wen! Don't hurt my brother Wen."
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Ha, my brother Wen screams so affectionately!
Cheyue was almost consumed by anger, her beautiful eyes were filled with haze, and the hand holding the sword was trembling, "Xiao Wen!"