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Chapter 430 Dare to send him out, she will regret it forever!

Chu Qingge was too lazy to pay attention to the lion behind him that almost exploded.

She looked at Nanyang and said with a smile: "Could it be that the eldest princess still wants to seize love with a knife?"

"I don't know about you Chu women, but in Southern Jin, as long as it's a man you like, you won't hesitate to kill for love, let alone fight for love!"

Nanyang's words were so frank, and he made no secret of his desires.

With such arrogance, if they were not in a competing position now, Chu Qingge thought, it might be possible for them to sit down and have a drink.

A true villain is much easier to get along with than a hypocrite!

"But the eldest princess bullies a junior like me as an elder. It seems a bit overwhelming, doesn't it?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet, but you are thinking of competing with me?" Nanyang was a little surprised.

This little girl is not annoying at all.

At least, it's clear-cut.

"How do you want to compare?" she asked.

Feng Liye was very angry. When she was angry, the blood on the corners of her lips kept leaking out.

This damn woman wants to compete with others! If she loses, will she give him to Nanyang like a prize?

Is he just a prize?

Fenghao walked to his side and lowered his voice: "Master, your body... really can't do anything anymore, you... just believe in the princess."

He had an inexplicable trust in the Ninth Princess.

In fact, the Ninth Princess is far inferior to Nanyang in terms of martial arts and physical fitness.

Not even as good as him.

But Feng had already believed her.

I don’t know where this trust comes from, but I have no doubt about it.

Feng Liye didn't speak, but the fists that collided slowly loosened up.

If the dead woman really dares to send him away, he will make her regret it forever!

Chu Qingge, who was walking with Nanyang, felt an inexplicable chill on her neck, as if a gust of cold wind was blowing by.

Turning around, he met Feng Liye's cold eyes.

What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?

Feng Liye immediately looked away, angrily not looking at her again.

"You want to compete with my daughter?" Nanyang turned back and glanced at Nan Mingyue who was walking behind them.

"I heard that Princess Mingyue is the most powerful among your daughters. Wouldn't the eldest princess be afraid?"

Nan Mingyue was trained by Nanyang himself. If he didn't dare, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

Nanyang took another look at her thin figure and face that clearly looked sickly, and sneered.

"I'm afraid that the Ninth Princess was seriously injured and was injured by Mingyue."

"It doesn't matter. Let's compete in archery. No one can hurt the other."

Nan Mingyue said nothing. No matter what her mother's decision was, she would just obey it.

However, Nan Bomin, who was walking beside her, turned his head and glanced at her with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I will win." Nan Mingyue whispered.

What the mother wants, she must get for her.

Nanyang was naturally full of confidence in her. He walked out of Yong'an Hall and walked into the martial arts square in front. Nanyang asked with a smile: "Ninth Princess, how do you want to compete?"

"I heard that the women of the Southern Jin Dynasty have unparalleled kung fu in the world right away. Why don't they just cross the Yangtze River in a hundred steps on horseback?"

"Ninth Princess, are you seeking death?" Nanyang laughed loudly.

Nan Mingyue's riding and archery skills are her pride!

She thought she could win the title of the most talented woman in the imperial city just like her country of Chu by relying on playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Known as a talented woman in the Southern Jin Dynasty, her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are just auxiliary, the most important thing is her martial arts and ability!

She was the most talented woman in the Southern Jin Dynasty. She could cross the Yangtze River at a hundred steps on horseback. Nanyang dared to say that even she herself might not be able to match her.

If Chu Qingge is not too confident, then he is too stupid!

"Mingyue, come here!"

She waved her hand and couldn't help but feel excited: "Let her see what it means to be able to walk with a hundred steps! This princess is waiting. I will carry the prince back to my palace later!"


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