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Chapter 1527

I don’t know who once said that no matter how strong a woman is, she will always have a fragile side.

When you are vulnerable, you also want to have someone you can rely on.

Chu Qingge felt that she was about to die.

Before she died, the only person she could think of and the only person she was willing to rely on was him.

Windy night.

With a bang, the white tiger, which was seven or eight times as big as Chu Qingge, was pushed out with a palm.

After that, Qingge felt her wrist loosen.

The Hanyue Sword in her hand had fallen into the hands of others.

There was a swish sound, and the smell of blood suddenly arose.

The white tiger didn't even have time to scream, before it fell to the ground and split into two.

In an instant, blood flowed into a river.

There was a moment of silence in the backyard, a deathly silence.

After the silence, suddenly, a palace maid and eunuch screamed: "Ah..."

One of the palace maids rolled her eyes, fell to the ground with a thud, and fainted.

The rest of the people looked at Feng Liye and the knife in his hand, dumbfounded.

This... this... is so powerful, so amazing!

The guards from the Southern Jin Dynasty were also frightened when they saw this.

This is the Prince of War, the God of War of Chu State, the Prince who makes people fearful on the battlefield!

Really... really scary!

How terrible!

Chu Qingge was also stunned. She walked around the gate of hell just now, and now her whole body was still chilly.

His shoulders couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Suddenly, an arm pulled her over and put her into a warm chest.

That warmth made the coldness in her heart gradually dissipate.

She subconsciously crawled towards the warm center. This was a completely unconscious move. However, she was still frightened and wanted to find a warm place to give her cold body some comfort.

His chest was warm, but the voice falling from above Qingge's head had a hint of reproach: "Is it because you wasted the Hanyue Sword that this prince gave you?"

Qingge's body trembled slightly, she raised her head and met his angry gaze.

"If you don't have this ability, don't rush forward every time. I won't be able to save you just right every time!"

He is really angry!

Although, that cold face still showed no expression.

But just now, he was really frightened by her.

He was fully capable of dealing with Bai Hu, but he was so shocked by her inexplicable charge that he almost forgot to take action!

If he had been a little slower in taking action, would it be her who was split in two now?

This damn woman! If she doesn’t make him angry to death, she will scare him to death!

madman!

Qingge feels a little aggrieved.

Who wants to die? Who doesn’t want to live well?

She didn't know what happened to her just now. It was like she was possessed by a demon. When she saw the tiger rushing towards him, she suddenly became stupid.

She couldn't think of anything, she just wanted to rush in front of him and protect him!

Who knows why she had such thoughts at that time?

Who doesn't know that Prince Li is stronger than a ghost and doesn't need anyone to protect him?

But at that time, she really... wanted to protect him...

Above the head, the man's reproachful voice was still cold: "Are you mute?"

Chu Qingge became angry all of a sudden. After being frightened, his mood was already unstable.

She was so angry that she wanted to kick him: "I'm afraid that if you die, I won't be able to move around in this palace. I'm just doing it for myself. What do you think I'm trying to do?"


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