mouth apart.It's also because Princess Nine just now treated her too unkindly, she still hasn't calmed down from her anger.The Marchioness took the tea that had been brought to her by Lady Lan, who ha...Just as the dark-robed man's palm was about to touch Feng Si's heart, a silver light flashed in the night.

The man in black's pupils constricted. His palm strike landed in mid-air, and with a flip, he dodged it.

Behind him, *poof poof poof*, three silver needles pierced the tree trunk below.

One more glance, the cold light aimed straight at my face!

"Princess, beware!" The wind howled, scattering her soul in fear.

This Ninth Princess, she's too bold! She actually dared to raise her short knife and stab at the black-robed man's chest!

A martial artist with a full body of qi, someone like her who has almost no internal energy couldn't possibly harm them!

The man in black remained expressionless, coldly watching as the woman walked towards her own demise.

His protective qi, if he just slightly retracts it, wouldn't take her life.

But, I can definitely make her pay.

To fool him three times and four, and give her a taste of her own medicine, is not too much!

Just as Chu Qingge's short knife was about to touch him, the man in black's eyes sank, and a powerful qi instantly enveloped his body.

But he never expected that Chu Qingge would suddenly somersault in mid-air right when he was about to reach her, dodging his attack.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh, three silver needles flew out, shooting towards the man in black as she rolled over.

The man in black was a little careless and took hasty steps back, but one silver needle still pierced his shoulder!

"You!" He was so angry his face turned blue. With a flick of his shoulder, the silver needle was forced out by his internal energy with a "poof" and plunged into the ground nearby!

He was actually, once again, injured by a woman whose martial arts skills were far inferior to his!

This woman is cunning and scheming!

Once again, and yet again! Even with a vast heart, the man in black was enraged!

"Damn woman, this seat will let you know the consequences of angering this seat!"

With a shout, that palm strike came, true energy like a tidal wave, rushing straight for his face.

Even though the wind hadn't arrived yet, Chu Qingge's long hair and clothes fluttered wildly in the nonexistent breeze!

A delicate face was being pressed by the wind, her flesh feeling as if it were being ripped apart, pain so intense that her scalp went numb!

This is the true inner strength after a master's rage.

Before coming here, this man in black robes was still too gentle to her.

Chu Qingge wanted to raise her hand, but this palm strike forced her unable to even lift it.

This time, are you really going to die

The malice in the black-robed man's eyes dissipated somewhat when he saw her close her eyes in despair. He didn't know why, but something shifted within him at that moment.

He originally wanted to take back this palm.

This bad girl, she just wants to scare her!

But he never expected that there were such foolish people in the world!

Feng Si, already wounded and spitting blood, suddenly pounced forward, using his own body to shield Chu Qingge.

The black-robed man's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile.

Since it's someone from Feng Li Ye, there's no need to show mercy.

The zhenqi in his palm not only didn't recede, but also surged powerfully in an instant.

With a bang, Feng Si hugged Chu Qingge, and the two were blown away by the palm wind.

But just when it was about to crash into the tree, Feng Si desperately took one last breath and flipped over.

The two of them collided with a thud against the tree trunk, then fell heavily to the ground. Whether it was hitting the tree or landing on the ground, Feng Si used his body to protect her at all times!

Chu Qingge looked up, and in her vision, Feng Si's face was covered in blood except for a patch of paleness!

He had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and though his eyes were vacant, he still clutched her wrist with a desperate grip, pushing her away forcefully.

"Run away, go back… and find the young master."

"Want to leave" the man in black sneered.

Another palm strike, once again imbued with the force of a hurricane, swept in.

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First release on the Traditional Chinese Novel Websitenaged to make it over.Just arrived, I saw my own princess being carried on the shoulders of the young master.This pose..."Young Master, the princess... she doesn't look well." Her face was flushed red...