According to Jiao Xiaoliu's character, Chu Qingyao's proud and complacent look must have made her dissatisfied. But she was anxiously scratching her head and scratching her head, wondering what she would do if Chu Qingyao died because of one of her words. She calmed down and made up her mind.
The idea was that if the princess hurt Chu Qingyao's life, he would go and stop her even if he risked his life.
Jiao Xiaoliu was not actually angry, he just glanced at Kexin in a funny way, like an ant on a hot pot, and then at Chu Qingyao who was confident because he misunderstood Kexin's meaning. He sighed slightly and secretly wondered, "Chu Qing
How did Yao gain a foothold in the world for so many years like this?"
Feng Qianchen said coldly at this time, "Should we fight or not? If not, I'm going to drink tea." Jiao Xiaoliu almost burst out laughing after hearing Feng Qianchen's words.
But at this moment, Chu Qingyao pulled a beautiful sword flower to attract the attention of several people, "Watch the move." She stabbed Jiao Xiaoliu with her sword, but Jiao Xiaoliu had no intention of dodging, and even her feet were not moving.
He didn't even move. When they saw that the sword was about to pierce Jiao Xiaoliu's chest, several people screamed in surprise. However, Feng Qianchen turned around and walked towards the nearest tea shed with an expressionless face. He was really thirsty.
Chu Qingyao was also stunned. She never expected that Jiao Xiaoliu would not dodge. She was so stunned that it was impossible to retract the sword move. She hurriedly shouted, "You should hide." Chu Qingyao saw Jiao Xiaoliu.
A strange smile appeared on her face, and then she was stunned. Not only her, but Feng Qingchen and others were also stunned.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Chu Qingyao circled around Jiao Xiaoliu in disbelief. She clearly didn't see Jiao Xiaoliu move just now, and Jiao Xiaoliu was still standing there until now. But her sword failed.
, Chu Qingyao didn’t know exactly how it failed.
Jiao Xiaoliu tilted his head, "Of course I'm a human being, I'm sure I'm fake."
Wan Qing ran over with admiration on her face, "Sister Xiaoliu, what movement technique did you use just now? It was actually faster than my mother's 'Snap Shadow'. Can you teach me?"
Feng Qianchen walked over slowly with a big bowl in his hand and gently lifted Wanwan aside, "Didn't I tell you not to show off?"
Jiao Xiaoliu took the big bowl from Feng Qianchen's hand and took a sip of tea, "When you first taught me, I thought this trick was really cool, so I wanted to try it."
Feng Qianchen caressed Jiao Xiaoliu's cheek lovingly and said with a smile, "What if I don't use it properly and I get hurt?"
"No way." Jiao Xiaoliu raised his hand, "I'm not stupid, how could I let myself get hurt." Then he turned his head to Chu Qingyao, "I was entrusted by others to be loyal, so I didn't attack you head-on.
, just thank God."
Chu Qingyao shook the soft sword in her hand, looking unconvinced, "It shouldn't be."
Ke Xin's heart finally returned to its original position, and he went over and took Chu Qingyao's hand, "Isn't it what you always say that you are willing to accept defeat?"
Chu Qingyao handed the soft sword in her hand back to Bu Qingyun, nodded, and raised her hand to Jiao Xiaoliu, "Chu Qingyao is willing to give in."
Jiao Xiaoliu stretched out his hand in front of Chu Qingyao, "There is no such thing as losing or losing. There is a saying that no one knows each other without fighting. We are destined to be together, so let's make friends." The old man named Wukong
Didn’t the monk say that one cannot know the blessings and misfortunes caused by fate? There is no harm in having many friends.
