The first man to be divorced!
This is a shame that Chu Shaoyang will never forget in his life. He never wants to recall that day.
But Mo Chuan happened to mention it again.
"Chu Mochuan, if you really have the guts to save her, come out! You are hiding your head and not showing up. Are you afraid of me?" Chu Shaoyang sneered.
"My king? You fled the country, what kind of king do you think you are? Oh, by the way, you fled to South Vietnam, betrayed the country and sought glory, and was named the King of Chu. It's just Chu Shaoyang. Don't forget that your surname is Chu. The blood in your body The blood of the Xichu people was shed. You betrayed your country and brought South Vietnamese soldiers and horses to attack Xichu. How can you face the ancestors of our Chu family after you die! "
Every word of Mo Chuan's words hit Chu Shaoyang's face like a whip.
The muscles on Chu Shaoyang's face were twisted, his chest was heaving, and his lungs were about to explode with anger, but he had no words to refute.
Because every word Mo Chuan said was impossible for him to refute, because it was an ironclad fact!
"Chu Mochuan, stop talking nonsense! If you have the ability, come out and fight me. You don't dare, right? I know you are a complete coward! If you don't dare to show your face, I will take her away. ”
Chu Shaoyang laughed ferociously, and suddenly stretched out his right hand and reached into the tent.
There was only a curtain between him and Shen Ning.
Shen Ning was unprepared for this sudden attack. One of her right arms had been firmly grasped by Chu Shaoyang, like a big iron hoop.
"Ah!" She exclaimed softly, then closed her mouth tightly.
She couldn't scream, she couldn't let Mo Chuan take risks for herself.
"Let her go!"
Mo Chuan's voice sounded again.
Before he could finish his words, the wind suddenly rose, and a sharp arrow shot through the air, whizzing straight towards the back of Chu Shaoyang's heart.
When Chu Shaoyang heard the news, his expression changed.
"Okay, Chu Mochuan, you actually did it yourself! You want to kill me, don't you? I just won't let you do it."
The arrow came quickly and with great force. As soon as he heard it, he knew that except Mo Chuan, there was no other person with such profound skills.
Gritting his teeth, he pulled out the sword with his left hand, and as if there were eyes on his back, he knocked down the sharp arrow with one blow.
Such deep inner strength!
Although the arrow branch was chopped off, Chu Shaoyang's left arm felt numb for a while, and he was shocked.
He and Mo Chuan used to be a minister and a king, so they had no chance to fight against each other. However, Chu Shaoyang knew that although both of them practiced the same internal skill, the other's internal power was much deeper than his own. Not an opponent.
Later, after he arrived in South Vietnam, he practiced hard every day, thinking about going back to take revenge, and his skills improved greatly.
But what benefited him the most was the bowl of elixir from the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.
After taking it, he felt that the energy in his Dantian was abundant every day when he practiced it, and it was as lively and splashing as the water of a river, inexhaustible.
This boosted his confidence even more.
He believed that one day he would meet Mo Chuan again and he would teach him a harsh lesson.
He looked forward to that day extremely.
But then he changed his mind and realized that Mo Chuan had been his prisoner, and his power had been eliminated by his own medicine. Although he escaped later, he was already a useless person after all.
It doesn't take much effort to deal with a useless person.
But Chu Shaoyang never expected that he would meet Mo Chuan unexpectedly tonight, and the opponent's skill was far beyond his expectation.