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Chapter Thirty-One

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    Two people intertwined with each other, their robes were messy, their hair bands were entangled, and the black hair was flying around the faces of the two people. It was an unspeakable pattern.

    However, those two people, one was full of helplessness and a faint smile, and the other was smiling like a flower, very cheerful, the folding fan in Zhuang Lijue's hand was clenched tightly, and the handle of the fan was sharply inlaid with gems, cutting  My palm hurts.

    "Stop making trouble, get up!"

    Duan Jinrui hadn't noticed the person standing at the door, nor the handsome and elegant young man in the snow-forged robe. His complexion turned blue little by little. The moment his face was distorted, he looked like a ghost.  Only this rascal boy who suddenly pressed on him and prevented him from getting up.

    "No, it's not yet dawn, sleep with me for a while"

    The young man with a beautiful face glanced at Zhuang Lijue lightly, and there was provocation, disrespect, and indivisible possession.

    "A Rui"

    These two words became the last sword to break reason, and Zhuang Lijue waved his sleeves towards the half-open door behind him.

    After the wind passed, there was a soft "bang!", and the door was closed tightly, blocking the sight of people outside the room, and also drawing the eyes of Duan Jinrui who had been out of the situation.

    "Li Jue"

    Duan Jinrui blurted out, what's the situation now?  There was a touch of red on his face, which was shyness and embarrassment. He was about to turn his head and think about how to tell the other party, but the man in the snow robe didn't give him time to think carefully.  Like a knife, the coldness comes with determination.

    Zhuang Lijue's martial arts are very high, and he didn't say a word, and the murderous intent came suddenly, but Liu Moyan's reaction ability is not weak, and he just followed his own mind, deliberately provoked the other party, and naturally did well  fully prepared.

    The person is still in that basic position, kneeling on the couch, but his waist is suddenly bent back, bent into an absolutely weird half-angle, and he flashes across the place with a skillful and exquisite iron bridge.  A sudden fan blade murderous intent.

    With a sound of "stabbing", Liu Moyan was facing the direction of his head just behind him, and the gang qi hit by the fan blade made a hideous scratch about one foot long on the wall, and the gray bricks inside the wall could be seen.  It can be seen that Zhuang Lijue attacked him with the intention of killing him.

    Duan Jinrui's face changed at first: "Li Jue, stop!"

    He shouted in a cold voice, but it was not as fast as the reaction speed of the two people in the fight.

    "Good work! Come and don't be indecent, give me a try!"

    The two palms staggered and struck, transforming the internal force, thus forming a huge momentum. At the moment when the waist was not straightened, it had already turned upwards. The strong internal force wrapped a pair of fleshy palms, which could close the blades that volleyed to the front door.  .

    At a glance, even though the face in front of him was indifferent, it did not conceal the gentle and elegant face of the man himself. It seemed familiar. A corner of the snow-colored hem passed by, and the fan blade turned with the man's wrist, and was held by Liu Moyan.  The blade of the fan reappeared, and Liu Moyan moved his wrist, and along the point where there was no blade, pointed his fingertips upwards towards the acupoints on the man's wrist.

    In the blink of an eye, the two of them had been fighting each other for several moves, and no one could do anything to the other. The dagger Liu Moyan got from Duan Jinrui at the bottom of his sleeve swung in his hand, blocking his finger on the fan.  At a sharp moment, with a stabbing sound, the dagger pierced the fan and stabbed at the man's face, and the blade at the front of the fan that slid down also slashed towards Liu Moyan's wrist without stopping.

    Seeing that both sides were hurting, both of them took advantage of the trend without blinking their eyes.

    "Anyone who tries again will get out!" Duan Jinrui couldn't detect the faint murderous intent in the eyes of both parties. Because of this, he was even more anxious and anxious. He wanted to pass between the two of them, but he was not sure if they would be able to do so in time.  Shut up, secondly, his footsteps simply couldn't keep up with the two nimble people. At this moment, Duan Jinrui hated his martial arts so much that he couldn't stop these two people directly.  , finally thought of the last way.

    With a sharp shout, the movements of Liu Moyan and Zhuang Lijue's hands stopped, the blade of the fan almost cut through the most superficial skin of Liu Moyan's wrist, a drop of blood slipped down, and the dagger pierced Zhuang Lijue's left shoulder blade.  White clothes, bright colors, blooming a small flower on the snow-white clothes.

    Duan Jinrui breathed out the breath that had been suffocating all this time, his face was extremely ugly, he took two quick steps, snapped twice, knocked down the fan blade and the dagger, before breathing evenly, he had already taken Liu Moyan and Zhuang Li one by one.  The tactic dragged to both sides of the body.

    "Come back and settle accounts with you!"

    Duan JinHe frowned, and faced Liu Moyan and emphasized a sentence harshly, but he didn't say a word to Zhuang Lijue. After speaking, he opened the door that was closed just now, and walked out.  Hu Heng who probed his brain.

    "Does it look good?"

    Duan Jinrui's anger was all vented on Mr. Hu who seemed to be smiling at any time. Can you say that when you are in a bad mood, seeing a naturally cheerful face makes you feel uncomfortable?

    "ah?"

    Hu Heng withdrew his probing head back: "The slave didn't see anything, didn't see anything!"

    He waved his hands, as if he was talking about something cryptic, and smiled a little obscenely. He could say that he heard the sound of bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang in the room after entering from Zhuang Lijue, which was very mind-blowing.  Make it up?

    Even if you are looking for a man, it is better to find Mr. Zhuang who is devoted to His Highness like Master Zhuang. The villain in his heart is trembling with laughter, and Hu Heng is very proud that he sent a letter to Zhuang Lijue in time to let the other party come and let His Highness have something to say.  Take back your heart.

    "Bengong just went through a few tricks with Mr. Zhuang and stretched his muscles and bones. Now I want to clean up"

    "Hehe, Your Highness, Master Zhuang has already ordered his servants to prepare for the washing, come on"

    With a wave of Duan Jinrui's hand, Hu Heng stopped Hu Heng's call for people: "It's too messy inside, prepare a new room for me!"

    "Yes, Your Highness, do you want to inform Mr. Zhuang"

    Hu Heng faintly felt that there seemed to be something in Duan Jinrui's cold and unchanging expression.

    "Let him reflect on it inside, I'm a little tired!"

    The word "reflection" was said heavily, with a bit of gnashing of teeth. Hu Heng seemed to understand and nodded, and neatly told his subordinates to guard the yard, and don't disturb the people inside to "reflect".

    Duan Jinrui was furious outside, but the two people in the room stared and stared at each other. The more they looked at each other, the more unpleasant they became.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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