Chapter 11

It's true that the contest is hurting.

On hearing this, without waiting for Murong Yi to speak, Ryukyu said in a loud voice, "since it's a contest, it's normal to have a slight wound. So today, five uncles and five aunts came to question Ryukyu? Ryukyu is young. He lost his hand for a while. He can't control his strength well. Can this blame Ryukyu?

In the contest of martial arts, life and death are all peaceful. There are so many scars on Ryukyu moon that they don't blame the heaven or the people. "

Following the words of Du Yuanru, these words of Liu Yue beating snakes and following the stick, muronggang and Du Yuanru who immediately blocked up couldn't say a word.

Murong Yi, who didn't speak much, began to look at Ryukyu deeply, which was far from the crying and incompetent daughter in his memory. Did he grow up and change his mind.

"It's a contest of martial arts. Life and death are all peaceful. It's said that sister Ryukyu seems to have the best ability. I'll come to ask for advice today." In a short silence, a voice of anger sounded, and a black faced man, who looked 17 or 18, came out.

As soon as he appeared, the young people around him all began to sigh, some with a little ironic smile, some gloating at Ryukyu with different looks.

Ryukyu looks at the man in front of him. Who is this man? No memory.

"Murong Chunshui, the eldest son of your five uncles, is only slightly inferior to Murong Chen and Murong Li among the younger generation." Just frowning, there was a faint voice in her ear. It was the man in purple who sat in her room and could not see him outside.

Murong Chen, Murong Li, one is the son of uncle and the other is the son of her father. However, she is not familiar with them. She only vaguely remembers that there are two people. As for their abilities, she knows how tall these two people are. Naturally, there is no way to verify how tall the Murong spring water is.

However, what's the big deal? She can't beat Murong gang and the younger generation in her current ability. What's her fear.

The tip of the sword points to Murong spring water, and the moon raises his chin coldly. His left hand stretches out flat, and his index finger stands up to Murong spring water, which is extremely arrogant.

She doesn't like the Murong family.

At the sight of Ryukyu, there was a sudden hiss in front of him. Some young people simply clapped their hands.

The scattered applause made Murong Chunshui's face blue. He didn't care to do it with people weaker than himself, but his sister was hurt. That's another matter.

In his hand, he raised a sharp sword, Murong Chunshui said in a deep voice, "I'll let you do three moves."