"Haha!" Feng Youran laughed angrily, her eyes looking confused and heavy, "You are just a nine-star martial spirit, you can't beat me. You don't need to look now, I can see that you have the capital.
If you are so repulsive to me, could it be that you have a lover and you want to protect yourself for that lover?"
After saying that, he looked at Chang Le with a half-smile.
Chang Le has indeed a good figure, with a slender waist and very plump breasts. She is simply an S-shaped, exquisite and well-proportioned beauty.
But being stared at by this man like that, Changle felt like his whole body was being seen through.
She glared at him angrily and said to him in a deep voice: "Yes, I do have a lover, and I love him deeply, so you don't need to test me!"
Hearing Chang Le's words, Feng Youran's pupils suddenly turned dark. He felt that his lips and teeth were trembling, and his eyes stared at Chang Le in disbelief.
"Seeing that you are only sixteen or seventeen years old, you already have a man you love deeply at such a young age. I really want to know who that man is. Is he just a coward? I will let you fight alone in the forest of death!"
Feng Youran's eyes were filled with inexplicable anger and murderous intent, and she tilted her head and stared at Chang Le.
Changle snorted coldly, his cold expression evident, "That's because I like to fight, so what does it have to do with him? I fight to gain experience. I'm not a delicate flower in the greenhouse. I'm not that fragile and I need a man to help me everywhere."
Feng Youran sneered, let go of Chang Le's hand, and said with disdain: "That's because he can't help you at all, right? It seems that you and him are in a relationship where the yin is strong and the yang is weak. Even you can be there
He can't wander through the forest of death. Could he be just an ordinary warrior, or a man with no identity at all? Do you like such a man?"
It's really funny, Feng Youran actually thinks that Chu Wuyou is an ordinary warrior, and thinks that he is a man without identity.
Chang Le didn't plan to tell him. If she revealed Chu Wuyou's true identity, she would probably also shock Feng Youran.
However, she didn't want to think that for a man like Feng Youran, if she told him, he would have to fight Chu Wuyou even more.
"It's my business whether you like me or not. It seems to have nothing to do with you, right? I advise you to let me go quickly, otherwise he will come and cause you trouble."
Changle made a cold sound and glanced sideways at Feng Youran.
Feng Youran's red lips curled up coldly, she looked at Changle with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What's his name? This palace is the holy son of the Dark Illusion Palace. Even the prince of a country can't match him. Who is he?"
"I have only known you for an hour, but you sound like I have known you for many years. Holy Son, we are not that close, and there is no need for me to tell you who he is."
"I think it's not that you don't need it, but that he is a man with no name at all. I advise you not to be so short-sighted. If you want to find a man, you have to find someone like me." Feng Youran sneered, and her laughter was cold.
Biting.
Such a smile made Changle feel uncomfortable.
"Stop talking nonsense, didn't you just say that you want to make a bet? Do you dare? If you don't dare, it doesn't matter. After all, I have seen that the man in the dark hall is also a loser."
Changle said coldly, she didn't want to talk nonsense with this man.
What she has to do now is to leave him as soon as possible.