As for the other people, some felt that Pu Yue was overestimating her abilities, while others admired her condensed demeanor, and some even simply cheered.
There was a burst of applause, and a dark look quickly flashed across Pu Mingzhu's face. She, Pu Mingzhu, had always relied on her identity, and she had always looked down on Pu Muran's domineering behavior in the house, but she was not satisfied with her bullying Pu Muran.
Yue's approach is actually happy to see the results. You must know that once Pu Yue dies, she will be the eldest daughter of the general who protects the country.
There were originally seven girls in the palace of the Protector General, but now there are only three girls left. The others either died young or died unexpectedly. As for how they died, she didn't care. After all, their family was intact, right?
The only thing that made her unhappy was that she was obviously the eldest daughter of the Protector General's Mansion! But just because she was born a commoner, she fell into the hands of a loser. How could she be willing to do so?
Now that her uncle has been dead for many years, and their second wife is the head of the family, how could she let go of the status she finally obtained? But this loser is so overconfident that he wants to be the head of the family because he is his legitimate daughter, so how can she tolerate her?
Besides, she also hurt her sister, didn't she? Taking this opportunity, in the name of sparring, let her disappear completely.
Pu Mingzhu naturally did not show what he was thinking on his face, and his face was as warm as if bathed in the spring breeze. He whispered softly: "In that case, how about I give my sister three moves?" Her strength
She is still confident, she is not a fool like Pu Muran. Of course she has a way to make her reputation better and better while putting people to death.
"No need!" A cold and indifferent voice sounded, and Pu Yue approached Pu Mingzhu in a flash.
A flash of anger flashed through his almond-shaped eyes. He didn't expect Pu Yue to be ungrateful. In this case, go to hell. He drew out his sword and went forward. He was very fast, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Pu Yue's throat.
However, Pu Yue's body speed did not slow down but accelerated. Ignoring the sharp sword pointed at the throat, he raised his hand as fast as lightning and pinched the white jade hairpin on his bun in his hand and hid it in his sleeve.
At the same time, her wrist was at the tip of her throat at what seemed to be a strange angle.
But to outsiders, Pu Yue looked like he was desperately preparing to hit the tip of the sword with his body to launch an attack.
This style of play seems to be using one's own body as bait and risking one's life.
For a moment, everyone in the small courtyard fell silent in response to Pu Yue's attack. No one thought that she was so arrogant and arrogant just now, and that she used such a lifeless attack.
However, during the battle, Pu Mingzhu was overjoyed. She naturally accepted what she had brought to her door. At that moment, the sharp sword in her hand was filled with internal energy and she stabbed Pu Yue quickly.
However, seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Pu Yue's neck and throat, Pu Yue in front of him suddenly raised a dazzling smile, turned his neck slightly, and then turned his whole body directly over the tip of the sword from his neck.
A side stroke cut off a few strands of Pu Yue's hair that could not be tied up.
Pu Mingzhu's almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief. His attack failed and he was unable to stop his attack. His figure passed Pu Yue.
However, at the moment of brushing against each other, Pu Yue twisted her body angle and disappeared directly from Pu Mingzhu's side. Before she could react, a cold feeling flashed across Ruyu's face.
Pulling back his body and standing firm, he turned his body 180 degrees, raised his left foot slightly, and touched the ground with his right foot. Pu Mingzhu spread his arms and leaned forward. As for the other people, some felt that Pu Yue was uncomfortable.
Some admired her condensed demeanor, and some even simply cheered.
There was a burst of applause, and a dark look quickly flashed across Pu Mingzhu's face. She, Pu Mingzhu, had always relied on her identity, and she had always looked down on Pu Muran's domineering behavior in the house, but she was not satisfied with her bullying Pu Muran.
Yue's approach is actually happy to see the results. You must know that once Pu Yue dies, she will be the eldest daughter of the general who protects the country.
There were originally seven girls in the palace of the Protector General, but now there are only three girls left. The others either died young or died unexpectedly. As for how they died, she didn't care. After all, their family was intact, right?
The only thing that made her unhappy was that she was obviously the eldest daughter of the Protector General's Mansion! But just because she was born a commoner, she fell into the hands of a loser. How could she be willing to do so?
Now that her uncle has been dead for many years, and their second wife is the head of the family, how could she let go of the status she finally obtained? But this loser is so overconfident that he wants to be the head of the family because he is his legitimate daughter, so how can she tolerate her?
Besides, she also hurt her sister, didn't she? Taking this opportunity, in the name of sparring, let her disappear completely.
Pu Mingzhu naturally did not show what he was thinking on his face, and his face was as warm as if bathed in the spring breeze. He whispered softly: "In that case, how about I give my sister three moves?" Her strength
She is still confident, she is not a fool like Pu Muran. Of course she has a way to make her reputation better and better while putting people to death.
"No need!" A cold and indifferent voice sounded, and Pu Yue approached Pu Mingzhu in a flash.
A flash of anger flashed through his almond-shaped eyes. He didn't expect Pu Yue to be ungrateful. In this case, go to hell. He drew out his sword and went forward. He was very fast, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Pu Yue's throat.
However, Pu Yue's body speed did not slow down but accelerated. Ignoring the sharp sword pointed at the throat, he raised his hand as fast as lightning and pinched the white jade hairpin on his bun in his hand and hid it in his sleeve.
At the same time, her wrist was at the tip of her throat at what seemed to be a strange angle.
But to outsiders, Pu Yue looked like he was desperately preparing to hit the tip of the sword with his body to launch an attack.
This style of play seems to be using one's own body as bait and risking one's life.
For a moment, everyone in the small courtyard fell silent in response to Pu Yue's attack. No one thought that she was so arrogant and arrogant just now, and that she used such a lifeless attack.
However, during the battle, Pu Mingzhu was overjoyed. She naturally accepted what she had brought to her door. At that moment, the sharp sword in her hand was filled with internal energy and she stabbed Pu Yue quickly.
However, seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Pu Yue's neck and throat, Pu Yue in front of him suddenly raised a dazzling smile, turned his neck slightly, and then turned his whole body directly over the tip of the sword from his neck.
A side stroke cut off a few strands of Pu Yue's hair that could not be tied up.
Pu Mingzhu's almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief. His attack failed and he was unable to stop his attack. His figure passed Pu Yue.
However, at the moment of brushing against each other, Pu Yue twisted her body angle and disappeared directly from Pu Mingzhu's side. Before she could react, a cold feeling flashed across Ruyu's face.
Pulling back his body and standing firm, he turned his body 180 degrees, raised his left foot slightly, and touched the ground with his right foot. Pu Mingzhu spread his arms and leaned forward.