Jiu Luo's face turned from green to white, and then from white to green.
King Xuanwu's words were like a slap on his face, making his old face turn red and a little embarrassed.
If there was a hole in front of him at this moment, he would dive into it without hesitation.
At this time, what else doesn't he understand?
Brother Xuan, whom he thought would help him, turned out to be an old acquaintance of Feng Ruqing. Isn't it ridiculous?
"Brother Xuan, I trust you so much. I didn't expect you to get to know her," Jiu Luo calmed down after a while, with a sarcastic arc on his lips, "This time, I, Jiu Luo, admit defeat, but
I didn’t expect that I had never been defeated in a battle in my life, and that I would finally lose at the hands of a little girl, hahaha!”
He laughed wildly twice, and the laughter was filled with madness.
"Little girl, there are indeed many people who help you. God is very kind to you, but you can't be too arrogant. If you are too arrogant, you will not end well!" He put his hands behind his back and looked down at Feng Ruqing with a sneer.
, there was still a arrogance and arrogance in the old eyes.
So arrogant.
Feng Ruqing smiled: "There is no good end to being too arrogant. For example, you..."
Jiu Luo's eyes suddenly sank, and his momentum suddenly rose, sucking all the surrounding trees into the air.
Compared to the timid Zong Fu, Jiu Luo is more bloody.
Of course, this bloody nature is only on the surface. After all, no matter how he threatens and intimidates, he never dares to touch the wind.
Feng Ruqing also held her chest with interest and looked at Jiu Luo with a smile. The provocative light in her eyes completely angered Jiu Luo.
Or maybe it was the struggle before death. His fists carried fierce wind and swept away towards Feng Ruqing in an instant.
Wu Yu quickly jumped in front of Feng Ruqing and blocked Jiu Luo's fist with his palm.
Powerful power surged out from around the two of them, like a violent storm, making people tremble.
…
King Xuanwu looked at the battlefield and then cautiously glanced at Feng Ruqing.
The moment Feng Ruqing turned his gaze, he froze and suddenly became furious: "Jiuluo thief, just now you actually wanted to frame me, I'm going to kill you bitch today!"
Wow!
His figure was like lightning, and he was behind Jiu Luo in the blink of an eye, and hit his back with a sudden fist.
Jiu Luo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, flew forward, and fell to the ground in a panic.
There was silence at the venue.
No one dared to speak anymore, but the way they looked at Feng Ruqing was no longer the same as before.
Especially the person who insulted her as a vase at that time shivered unexpectedly.
vase?
Haha, do you think that with a vase, you can instruct two people who are not weaker than Jiuluo?
Of these two high-level holy warriors, one served her as the master and was respectful, while the other was afraid of her and avoided her eyes.
If such a girl is considered a vase... are there other girls in this world who are not vase?
Wu Yu saw Jiu Luo falling to the ground, but he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. He turned his attention to Qin Fei'er who was hiding behind the crowd, his face slightly cold and expressionless.
"Concubine Qin!"
His voice was bone-chilling.
Even though Wu Yu was enslaved by the giant pot, it did not make him a puppet. On the contrary, Wu Yu still had his own thoughts, but his sincerity only belonged to Feng Ruqing...