cute husband

Chapter 404 The Only You (1)
The Holy One didn't realize how speechless his image was at all. He shook off the handkerchief, folded it into a cube and put it in his arms. With a touch of the toe of his shoe, the phantom burst of people went a few meters to the left.

There was a big hole in the place where the saint was squatting.

This accident woke up the four people in Fengjian, and the elder Sun Rongji who was dressed in green was also standing on the green tiles of the roof at some point in his sight.

In the gentle breeze, a clean and white figure stood opposite each other.

At this moment, the four of them discovered that neither of these two was inferior to the other.

When seeing the Holy One for the first time, most people think that his attire is too monotonous and simple, and his appearance is covered by half a golden mask, making it difficult for people to see his appearance. , but before the other party noticed him, he still couldn't find a chance to get close.

What about grandson Rongji?He is a natural spotlight, his appearance is unparalleled, his figure is like a bamboo, and his temperament is aloof and peerless.

If you compare these two people from your mind, you will definitely feel that Changsun Rong is very, very good, and Shengzun's description and attire can't be compared with him at all.

However, when the two of them stood in front of them at the same time, people unexpectedly found that the Holy One was not bad at all, and even because he did not show his appearance, he was still standing in front of Changsun Rongji because he was dressed in plain clothes. Not inferior, but people can't help but feel that the Holy One may be even better.

"You..." Changsun Rongji looked at Shengzun, sizing him up lightly, and then he seemed to suddenly realize, and said, "White bread."

Fengjian and Walewa: "..."

Young Master Xian and Mu Xue, who knew the identity of the Holy One, had a momentary change in expression.

Mu Xue frowned slightly and looked at the two people on the roof, with suspicion and worry flashing in her eyes.

Ever since she came to Feijing Qianshan and met the eldest grandson Rongji, she could already conclude that the holy one is not a prince.Now that the two are standing together, it is even more certain that the two are not the same person. If Sister Long saw it, what would she think...

"Hehe." Hearing the elder grandson Rongji's words, Shengzun smiled instead of anger, and said softly, "Namuer likes to eat white bread."

Changsun Rongji's eyes deepened, his eyes fell on the golden mask on his face, and he said, "It's time to make custard buns?"

The Holy One smiled, "It's better than you, a skinny mom with penicillium."

Feng Jian and Wa Lewa have not recovered yet, and once again stood speechless.

Young Master Xian and Mu Xue also had black lines all over their heads. These two quarrels are also different from ordinary people.

While the four of them were in a daze, the two on the roof fought together in a tacit understanding.

There were gusts of wind, and the loud noise caused by the strong internal force colliding not only spread throughout Zizhuyuan, but also spread farther away, attracting the attention of outsiders.

"Fengjian." Changsun Rongji glanced at Fengjian.

Feng Jianming took people to the outskirts of the Purple Bamboo Courtyard to prevent others from disturbing them.

'Pa' A ball of snow hit Changsun Rongji's body, leaving a mark on his blue robe, and the white snow slowly slid down.The eldest grandson Rongji raised his eyes and stared at Shengzun with cold and cruel eyes, "Looking for death."

"You can kill me?" Shengzun said indifferently, the toe of his shoe touched the snow without leaving a trace, and rushed in front of Changsun Rongji.

"Apart from being good-looking, what else is worthy of her liking." Shengzun looked at his eldest grandson Rongji like he was looking at a commodity, twitched his lips slightly, and muttered softly, "This character, I am not Can't do it."

Changsun Rongji's eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then hooked, a faint smile fell into the eyes of the Holy One, but he was full of complacency when he heard him say: "She can only love me. "

"Tsk." The Holy One squinted his eyes, his eyes were clear and harmless, and his voice was even more gentle and soft, "Stomping you into a dry bun should not even be interesting for people to take a second look. "

Changsun Rongji raised his brows lightly, his eyes flickered, his domineering air leaked, and he said in the same slow, boring and indifferent voice, "You...you can try it."

At this moment, Young Master Xian and others who were left behind felt the change in the momentum of the two of them, which made them, the bystanders, tremble inexplicably.

Thus began a hand-to-hand battle.

That's right, hand-to-hand combat.The two seemed to have a different kind of tacit understanding. They didn't move their swords or compete for internal strength, but they fought against the flesh with their bodies, competing in combat skills and moves. Every time they were hit, they didn't use their internal strength to push the opponent back. There were bruises on his face.

This kind of fighting is not as dangerous as using knives and guns and competing for internal strength, but it is more fierce and primitive. It makes people's blood boil and their heartbeats are uncontrollable. At the same time...

Also very... dumbfounding.

These two men with outstanding looks and world-class martial arts actually fought with the most primitive legs and feet. There was no extra fancy in every move, and they just wanted to hit each other hard.

Young Master Xian and the three looked at the bruises at the corners of the eldest grandson Rongji's eyes, at the scratched skin at the corners of Shengzun's mouth, and at the gradually increasing footprints and wrinkles on their clean clothes. They really didn't know whether to laugh or be speechless.

"It's really a mask made by the master." Young Master Xian looked at the crack marks on the corner of Shengzun's mouth and thought in his heart.

He still remembers the face of the Holy One before he left, and he can conclude that it is definitely not the real face of the Holy One. Even if the Holy One is only wearing half of the mask now, he can also guess that the face behind the half golden mask must not be the real one. Must have been wearing a human skin mask.

In the world, only his master, the previous ghost doctor, could make a human skin mask so realistic, and it could show bruises and broken skin and still not look fake.

The mutation happened at this moment, and an arrow shot towards Changsun Rongji and Shengzun at lightning speed.

Changsun Rongji and Shengzun reacted almost at the same time, and then each stepped back, watching the arrow fly through the gap between the two, piercing the ground so hard that it even pierced through the large bluestone floor.One can imagine what would happen if this arrow hit someone.

Both Shengzun and eldest grandson Rongji looked to the upper right.

There, an ordinary-looking man with a bow in his hand can know who shot the arrow before.

Shengzun looked at that person, then at Changsun Rongji, and then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Dark Emperor?"

The person standing there is none other than the famous Dark Emperor, that is, Su Yang.Su Yang didn't wonder why the Holy Venerable didn't call out his real name. Since he was standing here, he was naturally not afraid of the Holy Venerable revealing his identity—there are very few people in the world who know the name of Su Yang. He is not afraid of them either.

(End of this chapter)