Regent, she's here to find fault again

Chapter 132 130 Do you want to appreciate this king jumping into the lake?

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The battle between the two of them was enough to startle the eyes of the common people, and they unconsciously stopped their original movements of eating melon seeds.

"If you want to die, do you want this king to give you a back?"

The fingertips were cold and white, and they lightly brushed the bloody lips, and Su Changjin's fingertips were bloodshot.

The undisguised coldness in her eyes made Lu Jingye hesitate for a while, not knowing whether to carry out the plan to the end today.

Just now, Su Changjin hardly hesitated, and when he was distracted, he slapped himself abruptly.

Lu Jingye is naturally very clear about the strength of his own palm, Su Changjin was able to forcefully receive his palm today because he relied on his mellow internal strength.

But if you do other things, the victory will be invincible.

Lu Jingye's brows were calm, and he found that he couldn't figure out Su Changjin more and more.

"What's going on, is there any expert to explain?"

"Good guy, who wins and loses?"

"The king regent was beaten to vomit blood, of course the God of War won!"

"No, look at the cracked board behind Lord Lu, it's obvious that the regent has shown mercy to God of War..."

The Prince Regent, who was usually delicate and weak, unable to lift his shoulders and hands, actually made such a big commotion with just one palm...

There was a commotion among the people.

But Mu Fusheng looked at the people on the stage worriedly, "What's wrong with Chang Jin, is Lu Jingye's kung fu just a joke?"

Shen Qingliu looked at the two people on the stage with complicated eyes.

"One is distracted before the battle, and the other is merciful. It's really interesting."

When he was in Liangzhou, he had met these two people face to face. Lu Jingye's internal energy was profound, and Su Changjin's internal energy was pure.

Now they are holding hands with each other here...

"Amitabha."

Mingkong shook his head secretly, frowned slightly, and squeezed his hands together in front of him. The little novice at the side couldn't see the doorway inside, but felt that both of them were very powerful.

"Uncle, who wins the two of them?"

The sun was shining high, Ming Kong opened his eyes, but there was inexplicable helplessness in his clear eyes.

"It's a meaningless struggle, how can we win or lose?"

The little novice nodded half understanding.

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But on the stage.

The two who had been silent for a long time finally made a movement.

Su Changjin's complexion gradually turned pale, and he raised his palm to gently caress his chest. The wind blew gently, and the strands of hair floated on the broken hair on her forehead, taking away a little of the thin sweat that oozed out.

The water in the lotus pond was slightly rippling, but right now it seemed to be truly calm.

Suddenly, on the side of Lu Jingye's figure, he stopped looking at Su Changjin with his cold eyes.

"Su Changjin, you have won."

His voice was not low, and there were not a few people who heard the movement, and there was an uproar in the audience.

"My king's promise will come into effect immediately, if you have any demands, just ask."

It was the lucky draw of the battle between the two. It was clearly stated in the gauntlet that the loser owed a request to the winner.

Resisting the throbbing in her throat, Su Changjin couldn't help laughing out loud. She raised her head, looking even more stunning under the bright sunlight, "Lu Jingye, count yourself."

"In addition to the last time you bet with me, how many demands do you owe me?"

The last time she came out of the palace safely, a request that Lu Jingye promised had not been fulfilled.

Glancing indifferently, Lu Jingye's expression was clear, but he felt a little unnatural when he saw Su Changjin, "This king promised you, and I will definitely do it."

"It's up to you when you want this king to fulfill his promise."

After saying that, Lu Jingye withdrew his gaze, raised his inner strength and prepared to fly off the high platform.

"Hold on."

Slightly taken aback, Lu Jingye turned sideways, only to see Su Changjin's figure swaying slightly, his fingers touching his forehead, making a weak image.

"Do you want to admire the king jumping into the lake?"

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(End of this chapter)