The cold air on Mo Chuan is more dignified than that of Chu Shaoyang. At the same time, there is a chilling opportunity to kill.
He stood still, gently put Shen Ning down, and then pushed him behind him. Chu Shaoyang was even more furious.
"Your princess? What do you have to say about her, your princess Mo Chuan's voice was colder than Chu Shaoyang's, and he said every word with a strong voice, "for a concubine who doesn't ask for love, you will hit her with one hand if you don't tell her how to tell her that she is your princess! How can you have the face to open your mouth
He scolded so much that people around him were stunned.
The horsemen, shaking their ears, could not help but rub their eyes.
Because they can't even dream that there are people in the world who dare to point at the nose of the king and scold him.
Shen Ning's eyes are shining, almost want to applaud for the words of mochuan.
Damn it! Cool!
Every word was said into her heart!
These words are like a series of big mouth, all snapping on Chu Shaoyang's cheek.
Chu Shaoyang's face was hot and angry. His beautiful facial features became twisted. He finally put his eyes on mochuan's face and spoke slowly.
"If I let you die, I won't be Chu!"
The anger on his chest almost ignited him. In addition to anger, there was also a vague emotion in his heart.
Especially to see this man holding Shen Ning, two people look at light language, completely look at all around as if nothing, he can't help but want to kill!
That's his princess, his woman!
Even if he doesn't want to, throw, bury and die, he can't bear anyone's finger!
Mo Chuan stands in front of Shen Ning like Yue Zhiyuan. Facing the murderous Chu Shaoyang, he doesn't step back.
"Chu?" He sneered coldly, the tone is indifferent like ice, "do you deserve this surname?"
"Looking for death!"
This sentence of Mo Chuan is like burning oil on the fire, which makes all the blood of Chu Shaoyang rush to the top of his head. His eyes are about to crack, and his right hand touches his waist. At that time, he has a long sword with cold light in his hand.
The light of the sword is like water, flowing endlessly, reflecting the cold light of the sun. The sword is soft, like a long snake, circling and dancing in the air.
All I heard was the sound of the air conditioning.
The grooms were all frightened.
Even Shen Biyun didn't expect that Chu Shaoyang would carry a soft sword around his waist.
Chu Shaoyang is arrogant and has excellent martial arts skills. Although he hides this soft snake sword close to his body, he has almost never come out of the sheath in the past ten years.
Today, he had a thorough murder. He just wanted to chop the man in black into pieces, and then chop up the dog by himself!
He shook his right hand, and suddenly his sword body, which was soft as a snake, suddenly became straight and stabbed at the right wrist of Mo Chuan.
"Chi --"
the body of the spirit snake sword is full of internal force. With the sound of the wind, the sound comes first before the sword arrives.
The sword was fired with anger, and its power was unstoppable.
Although Chu Shaoyang hated Mo Chuan very much, the target of this sword was not the key point of Mo Chuan. He was reluctant to kill him with a sword. He had to cut off the tendons and tendons of Mo Chuan and make him become a waste. In front of Shen Ning, he cut off his ten fingers, his hands and his arms.
Any part of his body that had touched Shen Ning would be completely destroyed and destroyed!
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