1122. Chapter 1122 The prince meets a rival in love in modern times 3
Xia Ziluo had just returned from time travel, and before he could get used to it, he was shocked by Murong Xitian's voice: "Nani? Aren't we so unlucky? Taking a cold bath at night was miserable enough, but we met a pervert?
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"Change, pervert!" The young emperor was no longer calm.
The corner of his mouth that had just been smiling suddenly twitched, causing his handsome face to become extremely funny, and he looked a bit guilty.
"I'm wearing swimming trunks. You silly country bumpkin, can you be more rude?" The young emperor turned into a roaring emperor in a second, and his voice was so loud that it seemed like it was going to blow the sky down.
Swimming pants?
Xia Ziluo was stunned for a second, then burst into laughter: "Haha... I'm laughing so hard..." Laughing loudly, Xia Ziluo took off Murong Xitian's hand and raised his head.
Murong Xitian was about to block her eyes again in annoyance when she heard Xia Ziluolei's voice saying, "Xitian, this man has a good figure and a good figure. But compared to you, he's still a little behind. Only
If you can be considered top-grade, you are the best!"
"Don't look." Although Xia Ziluo's words were very helpful, the thought of Xia Ziluo looking at the man's half-naked body made him damn uncomfortable.
Listening to the shocking conversation between the two, the young emperor was so angry that he was almost fuming: "You said that I am not as good as him in figure? How can he be better than me for such a second-rate guy? Girl, give you a chance to get rid of this funny guy.
If you hang out with me, I guarantee that you will become white, rich and beautiful in an instant..."
Suddenly, I heard a splash of water.
As fast as lightning, a figure jumped up from the water. At some point, there was a long sword in his hand, and the blade with an eerie cold light was aimed directly at the young emperor's throat.
"Go to hell!" Murong Xitian became jealous and immediately transformed into Shura.
The sudden change suddenly occurred, and the young emperor was not a vegetarian. He reacted very quickly and rolled on the spot to avoid the fatal blow.
Damn it, the gun is on the wicker chair, there's no time to get it! Most importantly, because he was upset tonight, he cleared out all the bodyguards. Now he can only save himself by shouting.
But who is he? A dignified young gangster. He can't do anything he calls for help.
Therefore, the young emperor could only dodge left and right, but the more he hid, the more frightened he became. The opponent's speed was too fast, and his body shape was unpredictable. It was said to be Chinese Kung Fu, but it didn't look like it, but more like a martial arts drama.
People who come out can fly like birds!
"Who are you?" The young emperor became more and more frightened, his eyes became more profound, and his awe-inspiring aura suddenly poured out.
Murong Xitian felt the murderous intention, and the sword flower in his hand became more powerful: "Untouchable, you don't deserve to know my king's name!"
Untouchable... untouchable!
The young emperor almost stumbled and fell down. He had grown so big, and no one except the murderous eldest sister dared to be so arrogant to him.
As a result, this funny guy who jumped out of nowhere dared to call himself the king in front of him, and even called him a pariah!
"Are you the lost prince of India, nicknamed Asan?" The young emperor burst out laughing inexplicably.
Murong Xitian didn't understand what he meant, but he knew that what he said was definitely not a good thing, so this move was even more powerful.
If he was just jealous just now and wanted to teach the young emperor a lesson, then at this moment, Murong Xitian really had murderous intentions, attacking his vital points with every move, clearly wanting to kill the young emperor.
Young Emperor's kung fu is also extraordinary, but it is a modern fighting technique after all, and he is best at spears. In terms of his ability to fight alone, how can he compare to Murong Xitian!
