Genius playboy

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

Hasty footsteps sounded, Zhao Wuxia held a fruit knife in her hand, and rushed out of the room at the fastest speed in her life, rushed into the backyard, and rushed towards Jiang Feng.

Zhao Wuxia stood in front of Jiang Feng, with unshakable firmness in her beautiful eyes, staring at Elder Mu like a ferocious tiger.

Zhao Wuxia was panting heavily, not knowing whether she was running too fast or too nervous, even her hand holding the fruit knife was trembling uncontrollably.

But even so, Zhao Wuxia still stood in front of Jiang Feng fearlessly, and faced Elder Mu, pointing the tip of the fruit knife in Elder Mu's direction, making a stabbing gesture.

Although Zhao Wuxia didn't speak, she had already told Elder Mu with her actions that if Elder Mu insisted on killing Jiang Feng, the fruit knife in her hand would definitely stab out without hesitation.

The appearance of Zhao Wuxia made Old Mu frowned slightly, stopped, and stretched out a finger, pointing to the side: "Get lost!"

A word without emotion, this word came from Old Mu's mouth, Zhao Wuxia heard it in her ears, as if a thunderbolt exploded in her ears, it made her mind tremble, and her hand holding the fruit knife trembled is even more powerful.

"No!" Zhao Wuxia yelled.

"It's interesting." Zongzheng said in a strange way.

Zhao Wuxia rushed out from the room all the way. Although the speed was fast, anyone present could easily stop Zhao Wuxia, and it would be effortless to kill Zhao Wuxia.

However, no one made a move, and the judge was watched by Zong Dongshang. The two spoke sharply, seemingly relaxed, but in fact, neither of them dared to make a rash move.

Dong Baoyu looked at Zongzheng and Wen Nan, but He Zeng was also watched by Zongzheng and Wen Nan, and couldn't make a move.

In this way, Zhao Wuxia was allowed to rush in front of Jiang Feng and "stop" Elder Mu. Of course, such "stopping" was meaningless. For a woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, Elder Mu can casually As for the fruit knife, even if Mr. Mu stood still and let Zhao Wuxia strike, Zhao Wuxia would not be able to stab Mr. Mu.

Ling Yun stood beside Qin Junlin. Because of the lessons learned from the past, this was the most convenient position to protect Qin Junlin. With a faint smile on the corner of Qin Junlin's mouth, he looked at Zhao Wuxia who rushed out, and put two fingers together. , rubbing gently, as if Zhao Wuxia's little life was hanging between his two fingers, as long as he rubbed a little harder, Zhao Wuxia's little life would be over.

"Old Mu, kill Jiang Feng first," Qin Junlin said.

Qin Junlin didn't stop Zhao Wuxia, and Qin Junlin also prevented Ling Yun from making a move. From Qin Junlin's point of view, Zhao Wuxia's appearance had no meaning other than sending him to death.

Didn't Zhao Wuxia want to protect Jiang Feng?Then, just let Zhao Wuxia watch Jiang Feng die, presumably such a scene must be very interesting.

"Qin Junlin, shut up." Zhao Wuxia stared at Qin Junlin with red eyes and said loudly.

Everything was caused by Qin Junlin. Zhao Wuxia was extremely angry towards Qin Junlin. If she hadn't been incapable, Zhao Wuxia would have wanted to kill Qin Junlin himself.

Qin Junlin would not put Zhao Wuxia in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Old Mu, don't let Jiang Feng die too easily."

Qin Junlin didn't take Zhao Wuxia's attitude to heart, and it didn't mean he didn't care. If Qin Junlin's idea was just to kill Jiang Feng at the beginning, then, don't let Jiang Feng die too easily, just want to kill Jiang Feng .

"No problem." There was a sneer on the corner of Mu Lao's mouth.

"No!" Zhao Wuxia yelled again, hoarsely.

"It's okay, I won't let him die too easily for a while." A gentle voice rang in Zhao Wuxia's ear, and Jiang Feng stretched out his hand and gently pulled Zhao Wuxia behind him.

"Master, you..." Zhao Wuxia's delicate body kept trembling, her voice trembling.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Jiang Feng said softly.

I am here.

The simple words were full of heart-warming power. Zhao Wuxia stared blankly at Jiang Feng with tears in the corners of his eyes.

In the blurred eyes, there was a kind of brilliance that had never been seen before. Jiang Feng said to let her rest assured that he was there, which meant that as long as he was there, everything would be fine.

But is this really the case?

Zhao Wuxia wasn't sure, she bit her red lips lightly, and said, "Master, I know you are protecting me, but I caused all the things, I can't!"

From Zhao Wuxia being invited away by the Qin family in disguise, to Jiang Feng approaching the Qin family, to the arrival of various forces, a series of chain reactions happened at an unexpected speed.

With Zhao Wuxia's wisdom, she knew that things would not be as simple as they appeared on the surface, she just happened to be used by Qin Junlin.But even so, Zhao Wuxia still felt deeply guilty towards Jiang Feng because of being used.

If you want to die, then die together.

She said no, softly, but unquestionably.

She couldn't back away, she couldn't just watch Jiang Feng die, even if she couldn't do anything, at least she could do one thing, and that was to die with Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng smiled softly, stretched out his hand, and lifted Zhao Wuxia's strand of hair that was blown by the wind because of his fast running. Jiang Feng carefully pinned the strand of hair behind Zhao Wuxia's head, and said with a slight smile: "I It's a man, you are a woman, where can a man hide behind a woman, could it be that you want others to laugh at me?"

Because of Jiang Feng's action, Zhao Wuxia's pale cheeks quietly glowed two red clouds, and she could even feel the temperature of Jiang Feng's fingertips. Such a temperature made her a little distracted.

"But, young master, you are injured." Zhao Wuxia bit her red lip harder, and a trace of blood dripped down her soft jaw.

Jiang Feng sighed softly, stretched out his hand again, carefully wiped off the blood on the corner of Zhao Wuxia's lips, and said slowly: "I am injured, but I am not dead yet, I can still stand up, as long as I can stand up, Although the world is big, who can do nothing to me."

"What a big tone!" Before Zhao Wuxia could speak, Zong Zheng snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Jiang Feng ignored Zong Zheng's cynicism and said to Zhao Wuxia, "Trust me."

Jiang Feng's words were always so gentle, which was never before, but the more Jiang Feng was like this, the more uncomfortable Zhao Wuxia felt.

"Master, you must not be busy, otherwise Wuxia will never live alone!" Zhao Wuxia raised her eyes, looked at Jiang Feng, her eyes were full of water, she raised her head, kissed Jiang Feng's mouth, and then retreated to Jiang Feng's. behind.

At this point, the tears that Zhao Wuxia had been suppressing all this time finally slipped down the corners of his eyes. Zhao Wuxia wept silently and lowered his head firmly, unwilling to be seen by Jiang Feng.

Seeing this, Zongzheng couldn't help but sneered again: "What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, what a pity, what a pity."

I don't know what he is pitying, but it can't be a real pity anyway.

"You're sure to kill me?" Jiang Feng squinted his eyes, looking at Elder Mu and said.

"I thought it was ten points, but now it is eight points." Elder Mu said solemnly.

Jiang Feng smiled slightly and said, "What's the difference between eight points and one point?"

"The difference is that I can still kill you!" Elder Mu's voice suddenly sank, and as he spoke, he stepped forward, and his aura suddenly reached its peak.

"Let's make a move, I'll give you one last chance to make a move." Mu Laohong said in a loud voice.

"Humph!"

Jiang Feng snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, an unparalleled aura slashed towards Mr. Mu.

That's a sword!

Sword Qi!

When the sword was drawn, it seemed as if the air was split in two, and it was squeezed towards both sides. An unrivaled sword energy rushed straight at Mu Lao.

Mr. Mu and Jiang Feng faced each other head-on. He was the first to notice that Jiang Feng was holding a sword in his hand. The strange thing was that with his eyesight, he didn't even notice that Jiang Feng's sword was hidden here. It was only when Jiang Feng swung it out. Only then did he discover in horror that Jiang Feng was actually holding a sword in his hand.

A rusty iron sword seemed to have no deterrent effect. Compared with Wen Nan's short knife, it was far inferior in appearance and sharpness.

However, when that sword was swung from Jiang Feng's hand, Elder Mu immediately felt the shadow of death shroud his entire body.

Elder Mu suddenly felt chills all over his body. Part of the chill was the light of Jiang Feng's sword, and the other part was that Elder Mu discovered that this sword actually made him feel an irresistible shuddering feeling in his heart.

"No!" Elder Mu yelled, clenched his fists with both hands, and blasted towards Jiang Feng with dozens of punches in a row. The wind of the fists swept the air and made a sharp sound, as if even the air had been forcefully broken by Elder Mu. Like a hole.

Such power and influence changed the faces of the judge and Zong Dongshang. The two of them didn't know Mr. Mu, his background, or his strength. It was just that when Jiang Feng threw Qin Junlin away, Mr. Mu Showed something different.

At this time, Elder Mu felt that his life was threatened, so he used all his strength to attack, and his momentum was even stronger than the two of them.

"When did Yanjing still hide such a master? The Qin family's water is too deep." Both of them sighed.

Elder Mu made a move, and the wind of his fist swelled, trying to shake off the sword in Jiang Feng's hand. Unfortunately, Jiang Feng had been accumulating power for a long time for this sword. Once he used the sword, he would definitely kill him. The chance of the second sword is that there is absolutely no room for a slight error in this sword.

The light of the sword cut off Elder Mu's fist wind, and slashed straight from Elder Mu's forehead. Before the sword reached, the sword energy had already shredded the black robe on Elder Mu's body.

With the sword energy coming, the black robe on Elder Mu's body turned into pieces of rags, falling in all directions like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, revealing Elder Mu's tightly wrapped face.

A thin and long face, with a reddish-brown scar extending from Elder Mu's right eye to the corner of his mouth on the left, making Elder Mu look full of eerie and strange aura.

And almost at the same time as Mu Lao's face was revealed, a little blood splattered out of Mu Lao's forehead, and the blood, first a little, quickly connected into a line.

With a "boom", Elder Mu fell to the ground.

With one strike, Mu Lao died!