Xiang Yu's swift counterattack frightened all the black-clothed killers at the scene.
[What happened? Their boss was thrown and held to his throat? No, this must be their illusion, they must have seen it wrong.]
The killers closed their eyes one after another and silently prayed to God that none of this was true, and then they all opened their eyes.
After confirming that all this had indeed happened, the killers bowed their heads.
Xiang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was she recognizing him as her boss or was he observing three minutes of silence for their boss
[They saw nothing.]
…
"puff!"
Zen Nuo broke the eerie quiet atmosphere with a smile.
Cen Nuo looked at Xiang Yu, whose face was covered with dirt, like a little cat. He held a dart with his dirt-covered hand against the masked man's throat. The way he looked at the masked man was really cute.
This Miss Xiang really doesn't give me a chance to show off.
Cen Nuo's eyebrows were curved, and a slight dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth: "My wife is really amazing."
Xiang Yu gave you Cen Nuo a look that said, "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk."
Her eyes were full of disgust, but she was still very grateful to the Seventh Prince. If the Seventh Prince hadn't distracted the masked man just now, she might not have been able to successfully subdue the masked man.
Just when Xiang Yu wanted to take down the man who wanted to assassinate her.
"呲~" The sound of tearing cloth sounded.
The man in black's fan actually inserted directly into the dart in Xiang Yu's hand, and then the fan slid all the way, and finally the fan pressed against Xiang Yu's hand holding the dart.
The masked man exerted force, and the sword pressed against his neck left his neck.
Xiang Yu's hand hurt and he quickly stood up.
The man in black got lucky. He raised his head while lying on the ground and touched the ground with his toes. Like a loach, he cleared the area that Xiang Yu controlled him, and finally stretched out his arms and flew up to the treetops.
"Crack!" The sound of a hard object breaking came out.
As soon as the masked man flew up to the treetops, his mask shattered from the middle, revealing his true face.
Sure enough, he is a man with a very good-looking face.
Everyone looked at Cen Nuo. At this moment, Cen Nuo was playing with the leaves in his hand with his long and well-jointed fingers, as if he was isolated from the world.
There was a hint of coldness in Cen Nuo's eyes that reflected a faint red light: If it was really him, it seemed that this matter had something to do with his mother and concubine.
Cen Nuo seemed to have noticed everyone's gaze, so he looked away from the leaves and looked up at the group of men in black, with "Innocent" written all over his face: "What do you think I am doing?"
…
Beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the killers. They all looked away and lowered their heads silently.
The masked man glanced at Cen Nuo with a smile in his eyes.
Cen Nuo's hand wearing a jade ring supported his small head, which was full of questions: "You are looking at me like this, are you also attracted to me, and want to take advantage of me?"
Xiang Yu and the killers:
This seventh prince really refuses to say anything shocking.
Xiang Yu looked at the Seventh Prince who was as leisurely as if he was drinking tea at home: This Seventh Prince actually cut the masked man's mask into pieces with just a leaf, which is enough to show how profound this Qiwan Master's skills are.
Xiang Yu patted his chest and thought to himself: Fortunately, he didn't anger the Seventh Prince, otherwise he would have died in a matter of minutes.
After hearing this, the masked man mocked: "The skin of the Seventh Prince is not as delicate as that of a beauty, why should I take advantage of it?"
After saying that, he turned his gaze to Xiang Yu and said in an ambiguous tone: "Today the beauty refuses to obey me, but one day I will make the beauty unable to leave..."
Before the masked man could finish speaking, a leaf almost brushed against his cheek, and all the black hair that originally hung by his ears fell from the masked man's cheeks.
Xiang Yu and the other killers looked at the masked man who was almost disfigured. At this time, the masked man usually had black hair hanging from his ears, while his white ears were exposed on the other side.
The severe asymmetry and incoordination made Xiang Yu hold back his laughter.
Xiang Yu: The Seventh Prince is too sinister. Fortunately, this masked man can't cover this injury even if he wears a mask.
The masked man's eyes widened with anger, and his eyes were burning with anger. This was the black hair he had kept and carefully taken care of for more than ten years!
Cen Nuo looked at the angry look on the masked man's face, curled his lips and smiled, his tone was extremely regretful: "It's a pity that the wife of this article doesn't like people with untidy hair."
Xiang Yu, who was unintentionally cueed, was confused. When did she say this
"That's right!"
Hahahaha, Yuyu, are you admitting that you are Nuonuo's wife
(End of chapter)