"How not!"
Following a clear voice, and then the sound of metal colliding with each other, Feng Xuanyi and Qiu Zifan started fighting.
"Feng Xuanyi, you are already injured, you can't beat me!"
Qiu Zifan smiled coldly and looked at Feng Xuanyi with very fierce eyes.
Just to pester Feng Xuanyi and prevent him from coming to save people, I had ambushed him before, but I didn't expect that he would come anyway.
"It's not the end yet, how do you know?"
Feng Xuanyi looked at him coldly, and the long sword in his hand danced so tightly that the thin sword rain seemed to wrap up everyone in it.
Qiu Zifan did not stop, and the relationship between the two was in full swing.
"Xiao Yan'er is so kind. She can talk to you so much that you don't want to break off the engagement. If you don't want to drink a toast, you will have to drink as a penalty!!"
Obviously, Qiu Zifan has a big prejudice against Feng Xuanyi.
He really couldn't imagine what was so good about the man in front of him that Xiao Yan'er liked him so much.
There are so many men standing there, but not every one of them is better than him.
Really are! !
However, Qiu Zifan did not dare to hurt Feng Xuanyi, especially when Feng Xuanyi was injured.
He is not a soft-hearted person, but he is just afraid that if he hurts Feng Xuanyi, Xiaoyan'er will also be sad and painful.
He just couldn't see Xiao Yan'er looking so pitiful.
Feng Xuanyi was wearing dark clothes. Lu Qingping couldn't tell what was wrong with him, but he could see that his face was very ugly.
Lu Qingqing stood up holding the tree on his side and watched their duel nervously.
Qiu Zifan deliberately dodged, but Feng Xuanyi responded with a ruthless hand. He knew that Qiu Zifan would not kill him, but as long as he fell down, Qing Ming would die. He could not fall down.
Thinking more about this, Qiu Zifan's sword cut his arm again.
Feng Xuanyi snorted and clenched the sword in his hand even more tightly.
Lu Qingqing looked at it from the side and felt as if one of his own stars had been caught.
Qiu Zifan felt funny in his heart when he saw that Feng Xuanyi was unable to do what he wanted, and his moves gradually seemed to be teasing Feng Xuanyi.
Just when he thought he was about to kick Feng Xuanyi to the ground, the sword in Feng Xuanyi's hand had already cut his throat.
Qiu Zifan's eyes suddenly widened, as if he thought this was impossible.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the blood on his neck, which kept surging outward. He was going to die.
Feng Xuanyi...he is cheating...
Realizing this in his mind, Qiu Zifan had already fallen to the ground, and he couldn't close his eyes in silence. He had lost to this kind of soft-legged crab.
"Ahem—"
Feng Xuanyi coughed twice and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. His body was swaying, and he quickly stabilized his body with his long sword.
"Are you OK!"
Lu Qingping stood far away, and she wanted to go over and see him, but as soon as she moved her feet, she felt a heartbreaking pain.
"Your ankle is sprained! Don't move!"
Feng Xuanyi frowned and said, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, took out an ammunition from it, swallowed it, and walked to Lu Qingming's side.
"okay!"
Lu Qingying nodded.
Feng Xuanyi took the medicine, breathed out for some time, and then walked to Lu Qingying.
(End of chapter)