Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 144 [The meeting of the wind and the cloud, the love of the world] (7)

Du Honggang was still a bit hesitant at first, because he felt that Meng Xiaodie was very kind and gave him a very familiar feeling. He was about to think carefully, but when the middle-aged scribe interrupted him, he immediately forgot about this feeling Then, he glared at him.

The middle-aged scribe uttered a word, and with a sweep of his body, his long sword stabbed at Du Honggang, ready to take him down.

This sword was coming very quickly, but Du Honggang was fearless. With a flick of the long knife in his hand, he slashed out to face the long sword, and fought for several rounds in a flash.

As the middle-aged scribe made his move, the people behind him also followed suit. They fought against the people behind Du Honggang.

Although Du Honggang and the others learned advanced exercises, after all, the time was short, and coupled with the difference in level, they soon fell into a disadvantage.

snort!
A muffled groan came, one person was stabbed in the thigh by a sword, and the other fell backwards.

laugh!
The other person couldn't dodge in time, and was slashed on the arm with a knife, pulling out a line of blood, exposing the bones inside.

Seeing that his brothers were injured one after another, Du Honggang's eyes were red, and he felt desperate. He slashed wildly with the long knife in his hand, and slashed at the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe smiled, and didn't take it hard, and avoided it sideways. The long sword spit out a letter like a poisonous snake, and took advantage of the gap, leaving a scar on his back with the sword.

With one sword, the middle-aged scribe wandered through the void, his long sword was like a slanting wind and drizzle, and he toyed and applauded the angry Du Honggang. There were wounds.

"enough."

Seeing that the middle-aged scribes were going too far, and Du Honggang and the others were no longer able to defend themselves, Meng Xiaodie couldn't help shouting angrily to stop them from continuing to attack.

Although the middle-aged scribe was unwilling, but thinking of His Highness's life in her hands and her unfathomable strength, he could not order everyone to stop, but still surrounded Du Honggang and others, staring at him.

Meng Xiaodie pulled Xiao Qingyi forward and came to Du Honggang.

"I don't intend to fight with you, but my friend is seriously injured and needs honeysuckle to save her life. I hope you can give me honeysuckle, and you can ask for any conditions." Meng Xiaodie said.

"No intention to fight with us." Du Honggang sneered, touched the blood on his shoulder and said, "Then what is it? Undoubtedly, if you fight with us, it will kill us if you do it intentionally."

"So what if I want your lives?" The middle-aged scribe interjected, thinking that there was no need to tell them so much, it would be easier to kill people and directly snatch the honeysuckle.

"Shut up!" Meng Xiaodie glanced at the middle-aged scribe and said, "Take care of your mouth, and be careful that misfortune comes out of it."

A sullen look flashed across the eyes of the middle-aged scribe, and he wanted to explode, but when he thought of the strength of her methods, he collapsed like a burst balloon.

"They are them, I am me." Meng Xiaodie pointed to Xiao Qingyi and continued: "I just want to save her."

Du Hong just remained silent. If it was before he did it, with the inexplicable intimacy, he might have handed over the honeysuckle, but now he wouldn't talk about it at all. If he handed it over, people would think they were afraid.

Seeing this, Meng Xiaodie knew that his attitude had been decided, she was determined to win the honeysuckle, and she didn't want to fight with a few people, so she couldn't help sighing softly: "We shouldn't be enemies."

(End of this chapter)