Sturdy baby II mother is the queen mother

【163 Real Matches】

Feng Aotian smiled contemptuously, "This king won't give in because of your weakness, fourth brother, be careful."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Aotian suddenly rose to attack, the palm of his right hand was cold, a blue light flashed between the two, and struck Feng Xiyun's sword with a clang.

Feng Xiyun also reacted very quickly, she raised her sword in time to block, the two cold lights of the same system intersected and collided with each other, with a bang, the ring shook three times.

It is inevitable for masters to fight each other, not to mention the two eighth-level Cambrians, who used their housekeeping skills as soon as they came up, mercilessly, and gathered their attacks with cold breath.

The air currents flowed in all directions, and the crowd watching the battle quickly retreated. Some even retreated to ten meters away, and did not dare to approach easily.

It was originally March in Yangchun, but the area around the arena seemed to have just experienced a heavy winter snow. The wind was cold and the breeze was biting, blowing onto the skin, making people tremble all over.

One wave of attacks fell, and another wave rose again.

The black and cyan shadows intertwined and flickered quickly, dazzling the viewers and amazed.

Tian Liang was still sitting on the stage, she was the closest, and also the most determined and indifferent.

She was expressionless, leaning against the back of the chair, her expression unchanged, but the light in her eyes on the stage darkened slightly.

I'm afraid it's hard to find a third woman in Fengjing who can still sit in such a close position at this time, as if she hasn't been affected in any way.

Why do you say the third...

Because in front of the ring, there was a woman with a dignified expression, Shen Rongrong.

"Xiyun..." Shen Rongrong used the wind to protect her body, forming a layer of white qi around her to protect her from being affected, but her heart was as chaotic as thousands of ants biting, sore and painful, very sad.

Others don't know, but she knows that Feng Xiyun is very cautious in doing things, never revealing any flaws easily, and will not easily rush to anything impulsively and desperately.

But now Feng Xiyun, she doesn't know.

She had clearly heard Feng Xiyun say that the third brother's moves are powerful and ruthless, no matter what he does, he must not confront him head-on, otherwise it will only hurt both sides.

But now, isn't he doing something that hurts both of them?

Shen Rongrong looked up, only to hear a clicking sound, the long sword in Feng Xiyun's hand broke into several pieces, followed his body, bounced backwards, and stabbed straight at his face and chest, followed by Feng Ao The airflow from the sky strike almost drove the broken blade into his body, this move was extremely ruthless.

"Xi Yun!"

Shen Rongrong let out a startled cry, stood up and wanted to jump onto the platform.

Unexpectedly, someone was faster than her.

There was only a sound of the whip, and the whip wrapped around several broken blades and threw them aside. The slender figure flashed like the wind in front of Feng Xiyun who was about to fall, and grabbed his collar, Pull him aside, avoid Feng Aotian's cold attack, and fall to the side together...

Feng Aotian withdrew his momentum, saw the man's face clearly, and was furious alone!

Shen Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and her face couldn't help being filled with jealousy!

Feng Xiyun raised her eyes weakly, looked at her, and said angrily, "So... you will still... save me like before."

"You're enough." Tianliang looked at him lying on the ground, and whispered coldly, "You are so masterful in using bitter tricks, you are worthy of being a scheming Fourth Prince."

He paused, sat up slowly, bowed his head and said, "You always know me best."

"If I really understand you, then we won't part ways until now." Tianliang looked at him and picked up the broken blade that fell beside him, "Even if you are willing to lose, you still have to test me Is Tianliang's affection for you worth it?"

"If it's not worth it, why would I do it?" He said, "But you saved me, didn't you?"

The corner of Li Tianliang's lips pursed, not only to ridicule, but also to feel annoyed at his body that rushed over involuntarily!

She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian opposite, only to see that guy's face was as cloudy with anger, as if he could rush over and strangle her to death in the next moment.

Thinking of Feng Aotian's unreasonable misunderstanding and entanglement with him, Tian Liang's eyes turned, and he simply said to Feng Xiyun: "Okay, as you wish, this fight, I will fight with you."

Feng Xiyun saw her eyes looking at Feng Aotian clearly, and a wry smile filled the corners of her lips, "So that's the only reason why you saved me?"

"I'll use you after I save you. It seems reasonable, and there's nothing wrong with it." Tianliang glanced at him sideways, "You two are to blame for this situation! In the past, if anyone dared to fight because of me, I must have been abolished to let them give up as soon as possible, now, I am much more humane."

in the past?I?humane?

Feng Xiyun stared blankly at her standing up...

"Third Prince, you should find another partner." Tian Liang smiled back and announced, "I want to be with the Fourth Prince."

Feng Aotian immediately exploded, "You come over to me immediately!"

"My lord, I already divorced you back then, why are you still pestering me?" Tianliang lamented, "It's easy to get together and part ways, can you be rational?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was another uproar!

This, this, this, so it was a woman and a man at the beginning?Although this is going against the scriptures, it is not unheard of in Xifeng Kingdom. It is just that the majestic third prince's divorce is more shocking, and after he divorced, he spread such rumors to take revenge on Miss Li. Low quality ah low quality!

Feng Aotian felt the contemptuous eyes of the crowd, and immediately turned his cold eyes towards him, with a ferocious expression of shutting up.

Only at this kind of time does Tianliang feel that this guy is more likable, his superior posture and his behavior of always forcefully kissing her, Feng Aotian, are what she can't bear the most.

If you dare to kiss her forcefully... then you will have to accept the spurning of everyone.

"Third brother, a manly man, you can pick it up and put it down." Feng Xiyun had already stood up, not knowing whether to help her or to compromise, she said indifferently, "Miss Li has chosen a partner, the competition can start, don't delay any longer It's time."

Hearing this, Feng Aotian seemed to understand what Li Tianliang was doing, he raised his eyebrows coldly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Why, you are testing me?"

Tianliang rolled his eyes, this is really a man who doesn't give up easily.

"Okay", Feng Aotian actually agreed, "As long as you are willing, this king will rely on you, no matter how far you fly, in the future, you will not be able to escape from the palm of this king."

Tianliang rolled his eyes one after another, and stared at him in displeasure, "I'm sick."

"The king is not sick."

"You are crazy."

"That's a disease that only you can cure."

Every word and every word seemed to be flirting, the crowd was bustling with people, and they began to fantasize about the twists and turns of the love story between Lord Feng and Miss Li...

"Third Brother, you and I have been delayed for too long." Feng Xiyun coldly interrupted the conversation between the two, "Let's begin."

Li Tianliang, who never left his eyes, was slightly displeased.

He never knew that Li Tianliang, whom he was familiar with, could have such a happy conversation with Feng Aotian in such a tone.

Feng Aotian wanted to turn around to draw lots, but he heard a female voice from behind the ring, "Third Prince, why don't you choose me?"

Everyone looked and saw that Shen Rongrong, who had been staying under the ring, suddenly jumped onto the stage, holding a long sword, with an indifferent expression on her face, "This is fair."

It's a team of one man and one woman.

Although there is no rule that you cannot compete again after winning, Shen Rongrong has already won, and there is no need to compete on stage again.

Looking at the way she looked at him again, Tianliang narrowed his eyes slightly and straightened his body.

For her.

At this time, the servant knelt in the corner and reported, "Third Prince, Fourth Prince, there is only half an hour left for the competition, if it doesn't start..."

Keng——!

The servant was still kneeling on the spot, and before he finished speaking, he saw two pairs of silhouettes already facing each other like wind and swords, each facing each other, whipping swords to block, and in the middle of the ring, both of them started to fight.

Feng Aotian confronts Feng Xiyun.

Shen Rongrong turned to Li Tianliang.

The battle just now was just a warm-up.

The real race, now, is just beginning.

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

"Little brother, tell me, who will win?"

Hua Yin was sitting on the far wall to watch the battle, but at some point, there was an extra person beside him, who put his arms around his shoulders, and asked him a question with a rough female voice.

Huayin was suddenly bullied so close, her body froze immediately, she turned her head to look, but she didn't want to but met a pair of bright black eyes at a close distance, stepped back, looked carefully, and saw that this person was a A petite woman.

She was wearing a leather robe, with a red fox collar around her neck, and she was wearing fiery red leather boots of the same color. Her hair was tied into two whips, and there were jingling engraved beads on it. She had a smile on her wheat-colored skin. Like the bright sun, the eyes are bright and energetic, and there is a mole under the corner of the mouth. The wild and unruly style has just the right charm, which makes people linger hard.

With this attire, one can tell that she is not from Xifeng, and with her accent, Huayin can roughly confirm that she is from Beiyu outside the Great Wall.

Beiyu people are informal, hooking their shoulders and backs, and it is common for them to speak wildly. Hua Yin was obviously uncomfortable with being hooked like this, so she stepped back, opened her hands and said, "Girl, respect yourself."

The woman laughed when she saw this, and teased: "You really don't look like a man, I just want to talk to you because you are handsome, why are you so scared!"

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