Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 613 Love and Love (2)
Die Fei was stunned, a ray of pain piercing her heart, could it be that she and Weng Zhu were really destined to leave their hometown?
Living in the red garden, swords and swords, Changhong piercing the sun.

One black and one white, only the color drifts, and it is difficult to see the figure.

Duoye carried the flower basket and stood beside Gu Hancha, Gu Hancha glanced at him, frowned and said, "Where did you go?"

Doye smiled jokingly: "I'm chasing after flowers."

Gu Hancha shook his head, his eyes were focused on the shadow that was one black and one white like light floating.

Duoye said in shock: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Yu's swordsmanship is indeed a miracle in the sword! It is not inferior to the king!"

Gu Hancha sneered: "Your Majesty is a world-class hero, no matter how powerful Mr. Yu is, he can't keep pace with His Majesty!"

"Really? If it weren't for Mr. Yu's guest, your king might not have been able to fight against him for so long!" A cold voice hit like the momentum of snow, and it hurt people's ears.

Gu Hancha turned his head without being angry, the woman was dressed in white Shenglihua, covered with sunlight, standing proudly on the huge boulder behind her, as indifferent as ice like a carved stone statue.

"Who are you?" Gu Hancha asked disdainfully.

"Central Plains heroine Feng Yizhu!" Feng Yizhu's teeth were cold, and he rose up, and the snow-white cloak on his shoulders was lifted like a cloud, and the force of the bamboo was coming towards Guhan.

Gu Hancha was stunned, he had never seen such a strange weapon before, before he could think about it, the silk belt was wrapped around his wrist, he hurriedly raised his ax and ax to strike at the snow silk, the snow silk fluttered towards his shoulder like a butterfly, the speed was astonishingly fast He choked.

Duoye put down the wicker flower basket, pulled out the tiger-toothed mace on his back, and swung towards Xuebo.

Feng Yizhu smiled proudly: "Boys, come on, I will teach you barbarians a lesson!"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Han Chajun's expression changed, and he shouted: "Duoye, if you go down, this little king will fight her hard, she's just a weak girl, this little king doesn't pay attention to her!"

Duoye withdrew, thinking secretly, Gu Hancha had always relied on his status as King Anmo's nephew to be extremely arrogant, and he was not allowed to taste the power of Central Plains women, not knowing how big the world is.

Feng Yizhu's pupils were filled with the color of a cold pool, with a flip of his palm, Xuebo suddenly struck from the air like a sharp sword, with domineering momentum, majestic like a surging river, overwhelming mountains and seas, ruthlessly pressing towards Bone Hancha.

Gu Hancha shook his sword to meet him, the sword was as powerful as a bamboo splitting silk, unexpectedly Xuebo was as agile as an eagle, quickly wrapped around the sword body, as if to devour the sword and smash it to pieces.

Gu Hancha's eyes were flustered, his feet were a little busy, after a few moves, the sword flew out of his palm accidentally, and the snow wrapped around his neck like a snake, he could only be dumbfounded, his shame turned into anger.

Feng Yi let the bamboo and jade catkin loose, and said with a sneer, "Stinky boy, how about weak girls?"

Gu Hancha said angrily: "If you use a sword, I will never lose to you!"

"There are no rules for utensils. This man regards everything as a sword. Boy, you will lose if you only use utensils. People in the Jianghu, defeat is defeat. What kind of heroic sword theory is used? Is this how you barbarians behave in the world?" Yi Zhuxue's eyes were filled with frost, and he squeezed his palm, and the silk belt immediately cut into Gu Hancha's flesh, and it seemed to kill him in the next moment.

Duoye said anxiously: "Wind Lady, please show mercy!"

After the words fell, a white shadow flew in like an arrow, and saluted Feng Yizhu respectfully, with a sharp voice: "The lady of the wind wins the sword with snow silk, this king admires it very much, please let the lady of the wind read on his ignorance and narrow-mindedness." , spare his life! This king is very grateful!"

Feng Yizhu's icy eyes stared at King An Mo for a long while, and he quickly collected the silk, and his white clothes fluttered away like a butterfly.

Gu Hancha almost fell to the ground, King Anmo grabbed him, and said with reproach: "Gu Hancha, this king and Mr. Yu are just exchanging ideas, what kind of hero are you? If it wasn't for Feng Nuxia's mercy, you would have You died here, and this king has repeatedly told you that your nature is hard to change, and you almost broke the friendship between An and Han, so this king will immediately strip you of your little king title and make you a commoner!"

(End of this chapter)