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47. The way of fighting is different【5】

However, apart from that, I have learned Sanda, Judo, Taekwondo, etc. to some extent, because it is necessary.

In her opinion, she doesn't want to distinguish it so clearly. Usually, when using it, she should use which move, relying on her own intuition, familiarity and strength of the move.

If Ning Mengmeng watched more of her moves, she would probably become more and more confused. Because no matter how much martial arts she had seen, she would never recognize the origin of her martial arts.

"This is the first time I've seen this method of seducing the king." He didn't ask any more questions, he just teased him informally.

It's not a bad idea to play a few tricks with her, but it's very interesting to see her seriousness.[

She didn't know how long she would have to practice hard if she wanted to keep up with his speed.

Seeing Murong Qingshuang's irritability gradually becoming apparent, he stopped her with one hand and pushed her onto the bed.

"Shameless 1"

He wanted to take action again, but his whole body was suppressed by him.

Murong Qingshuang looked fierce, seeing that she was about to fall into his hands again.

"It's wrong to keep messing around here..." He narrowed his eyes and said in a very low voice, "You need to learn some rules..."

"Rules?" She sneered, "I don't know what the rules are, I only know that I can't not fight back!"

Yuwen Longxiang's smile deepened, and his eyes even seemed a bit evil.

"You will know how my power will be in the future. But I can let you see how it is now..." He leaned close to her ear, and his magnetic whisper seemed to have some bewitching magic power.

She gritted her teeth, still keeping herself calm, and sneered lightly, "Your Majesty, you don't have to bother so much to prove anything to me. If Qingshuang didn't hit your sore spot, why do you care so much about what I say."

Wherever his hand slipped, he untied her clothes quickly and familiarly.

With a young and handsome face, he said frivolously, "Tsk, tsk...still looking at me like this..."

Without the restraint of one of his hands, and taking advantage of this opportunity that he didn't completely care about, Murong Qingshuang used his own methods to treat others, and used a free hand to control his neck.

Not only that, her sharp nails pierced directly into the flesh of his neck.

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