fairy tales

Chapter 41
"Oh, it's a pity that my baby Changxi made the boots for me with my own hands." A young voice came from inside, followed by an extremely handsome boy, whose delicate skin like a baby seemed to be squeezed out. Water is average.

The boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He was wearing a yellow mandarin jacket, which looked extremely luxurious. There was a simple pendant hanging around his neck. The corners of his mouth curled up playfully, and there was a wicked smile on his face.

What is weird is that the boy's bald head, without a hair on it, looks extremely abnormal.

This person is none other than Chu Liuxiang.

The boot on one of Chu Liuxiang's feet was no longer there, and he was walking out with his bare feet, and at a glance, he knew that the person who fired the "dart" just now was exactly this young man.

The young man was shocked when he saw that this person was so young. The ability to shoot the rainbow-like "dart" just now was obviously comparable to his own strength, but he was actually a few years younger than himself, only about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Unable to help feeling annoyed, the young man cursed coldly: "Where did the monk come from, dare to stand in the way of your uncle and me, quickly report your name, if there is half a word, you will die here."

"Yo yo yo... boy, you are quite courageous, dare to call me the young monk, I think you are living a good life." The evil smile on Chu Liuxiang's face became more and more monstrous, and he shouted: " Come, let me surround you."

Hundreds of white shadows and thousands of black shadows came to the field from the depths of the Chu Mansion like lightning, with indifferent expressions and dangerous auras, all of them were holding knives in their hands, and the cold blade was as piercing as an ice cellar.

"Cut!" The young man glanced disdainfully, "Just this few people? It's not enough for my teeth."

"It's easy to say, since this master thinks there are too few people, how can I not be beautiful?" Chu Liuxiang laughed, why did the young man feel like a devil's smile?

Sure enough, with the sound of Chu Liuxiang's applause, I saw rows of soldiers rushing towards the Chu residence at the gate of the Chu residence. The sharp arrows with a cold light all pointed at the young man.

The face of the young man kept changing color and became more and more difficult to look at. Even if he was a master of the innate realm, it would be very difficult to defeat so many opponents. He wanted to kill Chu Kuang and run away, but those thousands of archers could not It's not a decoration, they are all people who have experienced the test of life and death on the battlefield. Although the attack power of a single target is not high, but the victory lies in the large number of people, and how many rounds can I withstand with a thousand arrows fired at once?Besides, there are hundreds of white-clothed guards next to him, with that dangerous aura, they are at least second-rate masters in the Jianghu, plus the young man who is as strong as himself with a wicked smile, the young man's face twitched slightly and coughed a few times , cupping his hands to Chu Liuxiang, said: "Young master, how can you say that you are also an innate master like me, do you want to win the few with the more?"

"No, I'm being fair. Just now you said that there are too few people, so I just called a few more people to satisfy your wish." The young man gestured slightly with his right hand, and two servants at the side carried a grand master's chair very sensiblely.

(End of this chapter)