My princess is so pretty

Chapter 223 Are you going to beat up King Yi?
In the duel between masters, she couldn't get in at all.

Besides, Feng Xuanyi didn't need her help, even in a duel with a martial master like Zhao Wuji, he still had the upper hand.

So, here comes the question, how high is Feng Xuanyi's martial rank?
Maybe only he knows this question!

Mo Liuli stood obediently, trying to stay out of their fighting range.

Soon, the hidden guards of Prince Yi's Mansion and Huo Qingyan came along with the other two principals.

In Mo Liuli's small courtyard, with so many big Buddhas coming all at once, it seemed a bit crowded.

Huo Qingyan flew down to her side, saw that her hair was messy, her eyes were misty, she looked aggrieved, thought she was hurt by Zhao Wuji, and angrily shook her beard and cursed: "I Go and settle accounts with that old bastard!"

Mo Liuli was a little stunned, and reached out to grab him: "Master, don't make trouble, I'm fine!"

"He said it's okay, look at your little face is red, look at your hair, did you get beaten by him!"

Mo Liuli's face flushed slightly, and she thought to herself, you've always found the wrong person.

You should be looking for that one!
Her face was bitten by Feng Xuanyi, and her hair was also caused by Feng Xuanyi's kiss was too intense and she struggled.

This matter really wronged Zhao Wuji, he didn't even see her face, how could he hurt her!

"I just messed it up when I was sleeping, and with King Yi here, he didn't even touch a single hair of mine!"

But King Yi touched it, not only touched it, but also touched it completely!
Master, do you have the guts to beat Yi Wang?
It was obvious that Feng Xuanyi was about to finish work. He kicked Zhao Wuji's first kick just now, and he used all his strength, otherwise he wouldn't have penetrated even the thick wall.

Zhao Wuji struggled for a while before getting up.

Then he was beaten again and again, and now his nose is blue and his eyes are swollen, which can be described as extremely miserable.

The corners of the mouth, the corners of the eyes and the nose were dripping with blood, and the beard was dyed red all over the place, and his body was trembling violently, begging for mercy non-stop!
Seeing that Feng Xuanyi was going to beat him to death, Mo Liuli quickly stepped forward and pulled him away: "Stop beating! You're about to die! If you die, you'll die without proof!"

Feng Xuanyi withdrew his hand, and raised his big hand to wrap her in his arms, preventing her from getting too close.

Looking coldly at Zhao Wuji who was lying on the ground: "Killing people in Dongchen, you have a lot of guts!"

Zhao Wuji didn't expect that he just killed a girl who was not favored by the general's family, how could he offend Feng Xuanyi, the god of killing that the four kingdoms fear.

This Dongchen is not even afraid of that dog emperor, but he is somewhat afraid of this Feng Xuanyi.

He defended and said, "I don't understand what King Yi means?"

A trace of coldness floated on Feng Xuanyi's lips: "Don't you understand? My king doesn't mind letting you understand."

"Xuan Yi, light a fire, cut off his tendons, tie him up with thorns, and throw him into the fire! By the way, don't forget to add more ointment!"

Mo Liuli twisted her lips, she had to admire Feng Xuanyi's ruthless method.

After thinking about it, Zhao Wuji immediately understood that his method of setting fire to kill this girl was seen through yesterday, and today, all of this is just a bureaucracy.

And he actually got it!

If it were any other person, he would still have a chance to escape!
But the person standing in front of him was Feng Xuanyi!It is impossible to escape from him.

(End of this chapter)