Chapter 225 He is still him [2]

"How about me? Yingying, I haven't seen you for seven years, have you ever missed me? I... just, I really miss you, I miss you like crazy, almost...caused the world into chaos... You, you are really so cruel... ..." As he spoke, he sighed softly, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked her delicate face.

The fingertips touched the skin, and a desperately suppressed electric current rushed through the whole body.

Lily Liu frowned, and immediately avoided his touch.

Jun Xiye withdrew her finger and touched lightly on her thin lips. Runya's lips curled into a slight smile: "Hiding? Now that things are going on, where are you going to hide?"

"You——Bold! Presumptuous!" He was so angry that Qingying couldn't help it, and with a cold and pretty face, she said coquettishly: "Feng Su, cut off his hand to Ben Gong!"

"Yes! Princess!"

Feng Su, who had been following Qingying all the time, immediately drew out his long sword, and the icy Chaojun Xiye slashed at him.

This trick is simple and unpretentious, without any skills.

But Jun Xiye's face became serious. He waved his jade fan, barely touching the tip of the sword, and stepped on the green brick steps with brocade satin shoes, squinting his phoenix eyes, and his inner strength burst out like a tide.

Feng Su held the long sword in his hand, his stern black eyes remained calm, even if he was facing Jun Xiye, he never dodged half a step.

With just one move, the two men, one white and one black, confronted each other.

Omitting the moves, he actually tried his best to fight for his internal strength.

For a moment, sand and rocks flew away, and the blue bricks under his feet cracked inch by inch.

Qingying doesn't know martial arts, so she was dragged back several steps by Shui Xuyao, and fixedly looked at Jun Xiye and Feng Su.

Baby Yao also stared wide-eyed, "Mother, are they fighting?"

"...No, they—" Qingying didn't know how to explain it. Jun Xiye's martial arts is extremely high, and everyone knows that he is invincible in the world, but Feng Su is also a top expert in Pingguo. Together, it is still unclear who wins and who is weak.

but--

Feng Su's weapon is a long sword, while Jun Xiye's weapon is a jade fan.

If they really fight, Feng Su might hurt Jun Xiye...

Pursing her pink lips, when Qingying was about to ask them to stop, Jun Xiye had already gracefully waved the jade fan, Feng Su pushed the sword with long fingers, and took three or four steps back.

Now, it is clear at a glance who is strong and who is weak.

The words in his mouth changed, and he said in a light and cold voice: "You are so brave, to be rude in front of Bengong!"

Swah——

The jade fan shook slightly, and Jun Xiye smiled gracefully: "Yingying, I haven't seen you in seven years, you seem to have changed a lot, but I like it."

"I'll say it again! I don't know you, and I don't know who the person you're talking about! This time, you kidnapped my child. For the sake of Yao'er's safety, I will let you go. If you dare to appear in front of me again, I will definitely not let you go!"

After finishing speaking, Qingying took Shui Xuyao ​​by the hand, and was about to walk past him.

Hey, is mother nervous?
Yao Baobao raised his head and saw that Qingliang's face was indifferent, no different from usual - but, holding his hand, he was already shaking unbearably.

Mother!
The mother who usually kills with one word!
Are you... afraid?
What are you afraid of?

She has so many people now, and her own father only has three people, even if she fights, she will definitely win~
Of course the young baby Yao didn't know that under the light and calm appearance, there was already a turbulent heart.

Can't she be afraid!

Jun Xiye, she knows exactly what this man has and what he is thinking!

(End of this chapter)

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