Chapter 287

Mo Beichen mouth slightly hook, light spit out a "not necessarily."

When Kang Yanliang arrived at the school yard, he saw Mo Beichen in a long black shirt. His long black hair was tied with a purple gold crown, and his hands were behind him. His eyes were as cold as a pool.

Kang Yanliang was neither his soldier nor his subordinate. Naturally, he was not afraid. He took the first two steps and reached out to put his hand on his shoulder, but the man shook his body slightly, moved his foot slightly and passed him by.

Kang Yanliang's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't want to be touched.

"Well, what do you think we should do?"

"How about winning or losing a game? I never take advantage of others' danger. You can choose the weapons there. "

The implication is that he will fight with him with his bare hands?

He would have liked it.

"Good."

Not far away, I went to the shelf with all kinds of weapons. I picked several weapons and tried them. Finally, I chose a long halberd and weighed it.

"That's it."

It's a rare thing for the king of Qi to compete with the prince of Dongjia in a hundred years. In particular, the king of Qi did it by himself. Soon the school yard was surrounded by people, divided into two camps, one was Daqi people who cheered for the king of Qi, the other was Dongjia people who cheered for Kang Yanliang, but it was Daqi territory after all. The number of people who supported Mo Beichen was more than twice that of Dongjia.

It's just that it doesn't affect the fight between the two men.

Kang Yanliang wields his halberd and takes the initiative. Mo Beichen's eyes are slightly narrowed, his hands are behind him, and he turns slightly to avoid that man's moves. He only defends but does not attack. The speed of their actions dazzles the spectators. Besides internal power and moves, the most important thing is the speed.

Kang Yanliang knew that Mo Beichen was difficult to deal with. He attacked him again, but he couldn't even touch the corner of the man's clothes. He even made dozens of moves, not to mention his clothes. He didn't even touch a hair of his.

Kang Yanliang sighs in his heart that Mo Beichen's skill is so deep. He thinks that his martial arts skills are extraordinary, but he doesn't expect that he can't even touch other people's clothes after dozens of quick attacks, and that person hasn't done it yet. If he does it, it must be a move, and there is no doubt that he will win or lose.

Hum a then throw to want to drop the long halberd in the hand, this still have what can compare, don't play, don't play!

Suddenly Mo Beichen's body slowed down. Kang Yanliang's eyes narrowed, suddenly waved his halberd and stopped at the man's neck. Mo Beichen just stood there with his hands behind him, half motionless, as if he had never moved. He breathed steadily. If it wasn't for the Cape of the robe that was blown by the wind, he would almost think that Mo Beichen had been standing there and never moved .

He lost to him on purpose!

"What do you do? I'm afraid I can't afford to lose? "

"If you win, I will fulfill my promise."

"Is Prince Ben like someone who needs you to let him go?"

This man really doesn't know what's good or what's bad. Our Lord lost to you in front of so many people, and he's still mumbling.

Man Li grunted discontentedly. He quickly stepped forward and handed Mo Beichen the robe in his hand. The man took the robe, raised it slightly and then covered it on his shoulder. His slender fingers pulled his hair collar. He didn't even look at Kang Yanliang. As soon as he lifted his long leg, he left. He clearly meant it.

People around who wanted to see a good play were stunned for a long time before they responded.

This Is that the end?

I'm afraid the hearts of those people collapsed at that time. I took off my pants. Would you show me this?

It's over before it starts, and his Royal Highness the king of Qi lost. It's unreasonable, it's unscientific!

However, Mo Beichen doesn't care about these. He only cares about the little woman who is still sleeping in the tent.

But when I think of the little woman who is uneasy when I leave, I feel uneasy again. It's not that she doesn't trust her, but that She really doesn't have much trust. He'll thank God for less trouble.

But this time, as he wanted, Su Yueru was still sleeping quietly on the bed when he went back. Maybe she was cold, wrapped up in a quilt and shrunk like a cat. She had a peaceful smile on her lips and her face was slightly red.

Mo Beichen came forward to pull the man's quilt, put his hand on the stove and roasted it. Then he reached out to touch the man's face. It was just a wonderful touch. He found that Su Yueru's face was so hot and frightening. He quickly put his hand on the man's forehead and explored. How could it not be that he was hot.

"Man Li, go and get the doctor."

"Yes, yes..."

Su Yueru's high fever came and went quickly, but she had no spirit to sleep for two days. As soon as she opened her eyes, she asked Wei Changqing about it. However, she let someone drink enough vinegar, smelly and put some medicine on her nose. Reluctantly, she said, "I can't die."

The disaster has lasted for thousands of years. How can that disaster die so easily.

When Su Yueru's fever subsided, the three-day hunting was over. The winner was Huang Qiushui, a man under the crown prince. Although he lost a silver mine, it was nothing to Mo Yu. The post of deputy commander of the Imperial Guard was his final harvest. You should know that the Imperial Guard was responsible for the guard of the Imperial City, and whose face was the commander Fang he Don't give, don't say he himself can't win over, even Mo Beichen, that person is not sure to give face, he only listen to the emperor's order.Therefore, the position of deputy commander of the guard is particularly important to them.

Although Wei Changqing was out of danger, his body became weaker because of it. He came upright, but he was carried when he walked.

Su Yueru, supported by Bai Yun and side by side with Jin Yao, looks at Wei Changqing from a distance and is carried onto the carriage. Mingyue obviously doesn't like to see her. She turns a white eye to her from a distance.

Obviously, the man had regarded her as his rival.

Su Yueru sighed, how lucky she was to let such a gentle man tie in her heart, and she was lucky to be held in the palm of her hand by Mo Beichen.

"Worried?"

"Mr. Wei is highly skilled in medicine. He is also the little master of medicine King Valley. He must have a way to save himself."

"The so-called doctor doesn't treat himself. Wei Changqing's body is already weak. I'm afraid it's a great injury this time. Anyway, I owe him my life..."

Is it just a life?

I think that person has saved her several times. I don't know whether it's her life or whether she met a noble person.

"I He also saved my life. "

"You like him?"

Su Yueru suddenly looks at Jin Yao and asks. The man is slightly stunned and wants to turn his eyebrows. He suddenly remembers what the man said in front of Su Yueru and Wei Changqing in the Jin mansion. Jin Yao's man must be highly skilled in martial arts. At least he can defeat her. It's just that Wei Changqing is so sick that he can't lift a bow and arrow, let alone beat her.

Shake your head a little.

"Yueru, you misunderstood me. I just admire Mr. Wei's intelligence."

"It's no shame to like a man like Mr. Wei."