Chapter 575

"Nanfengchu, you don't need to pretend anymore. Miss Ben said that I have no interest in you at all."

Murong Jiuqing's eyes turned cold.

Raising his head, he said to Nan Fengchu in a cold voice.

What a Nanfeng Chu.

If she hadn't crossed over at the beginning.

Once the original owner married into Chu Palace, he would definitely be tortured to death by this pair of scumbags.

"Sister Jiuqing, don't trust her, things are not what you imagined."

Nanfeng Chu quickly shook his head, clarified to Murong Jiuqing with an anxious face.

"Hey, hypocrisy."

Ling Feng gave Nan Fengchu a cold look.

He commented mercilessly.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Lin Miaoer almost gritted her silver teeth.

Murong Jiuqing must have used some sorcery to confuse Brother Chu.

That's why Brother Chu's temperament changed drastically.

"Murong Jiuqing, this lady is going to tear your face off today so that everyone can see your true face."

Lin Miaoer was hit one after another, and screamed hoarsely from the side.

She bared her teeth and claws, waved her hands, and rushed towards Murong Jiu menacingly.

"Humph."

In mid-air, there was a cold snort,

Murong Jiu leaned over to look at Lin Miaoer's distorted face.

In a pair of clear eyes, a cold murderous intent flashed quickly.

"Little furball, come on."

Murong Jiuqing snorted coldly, and ordered to the little fur ball in his arms.

"Ow."

The little fur ball received an order from its master.

Immediately, with a "wow", she rushed towards Lin Miaoer's face.

At the same time, the light in Murong Jiuqing's hand flashed.

A long sword quickly appeared in his hand.

This was picked up from the hill-like pile of weapons in the royal forbidden area.

She picked one at random on the spot, and it turned out to be surprisingly smooth to use.

"Ah... what the hell is this?"

Lin Miaoer only saw a white shadow flashing in front of her eyes.

A group of furry things had already jumped onto his face.

The little furball stretched out its sharp front paws, and scratched Lin Miaoer's face unceremoniously.

"Ow."

I scratch, I scratch you to death...

Let you, a scumbag, speak rudely to your master.

"AH!!! My face."

Lin Miaoer felt her eyes go dark, followed by a pain on her cheek.

A strong smell of blood quickly filled the air.

Lin Miaoer cried "Woooooooo" from her mouth.

Feeling the wound on his face, it hurts heart-piercingly.

"No, don't hurt my face...my face. Brother Chu, come and help Miaoer, my face hurts, it hurts."

Lin Miaoer cried heart-piercingly.

He held his face tremblingly in his hands.

"Murong Jiuqing, you dare to ruin Miss Ben's face, Miss Ben has nothing to do with you."

Lin Miaoer screamed loudly.

With a "bass", he took out a cold long sword, and slashed towards Murong Jiuqing.

In the two dazzling sword lights, Murong Jiuqing yelled loudly.

"Little furball, come back."

"Ow."

With a "whoosh" sound, the little fur ball nimbly jumped back into Murong Jiuqing's arms.

On the opposite side, on Lin Miaoer's left and right cheeks, there were obvious scars on each.

"Murong Jiuqing, look at the move."

Lin Miaoer screamed.

In the blink of an eye, the two long swords collided with each other.

Ding!
In mid-air, there was a crisp impact sound.

Lin Miaoer felt the long sword in her hand shake heavily.

In the violent impact, her tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.

The long sword in his hand was almost thrown away by the shock.

(End of this chapter)

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