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    Mo Shaohua rushed to the backyard. Into the eye is to reveal a strong chest Chu Zheng carrying a long sword barely resisted Qin Nian’s step by step pressing. And Qin Nian blood phoenix clothes, floating banishment, his internal strength superior, at the moment but not at all use, just holding the long sword and Chu Zheng hard. But forced Chu Zheng to retreat.

    Mo Shaohua’s heart trembled as he watched.

    Qin Nian was so powerful without the use of internal force, if he added internal force, how strong would he be?

    Mo Shao Hua swallowed in fear and couldn’t help but look down and measure his thin and scrawny little body. Thinking of the king’s residence also have some cartilage powder with you. Lest he accidentally messes with this great master, one finger can pinch himself to death.

    “Your Highness, Duke He has sent silver to the door, should we tell His Highness?” The housekeeper hurriedly came forward to report.

    Hearing He Wushang come, and then thinking about last night’s dream. Panic flashed across Mo Shaohua’s eyes.

    Pretending to be calm and collected, she shouted to Qin Nian, “Fourth Master, stop fighting. Your old favorite, Mr. He, is here.”

    She was sure that Qin Nian could hear her bright voice.

    However, he did not want to stop the long sword in his hand in the slightest, pursing his thin lips, picking off the weapon in Chu Zheng’s hand at the same time, the tip of the blade also cut through his skin, landing a long scar on his arm.

    Blood ran down his arm.

    Chu Zheng lost.

    It was such an easy loss.

    In the past four years, apart from his brother Chuyi, no one in South Vietnam has ever truly

    Defeat Chu Zheng. And today, at the moment of striking out, Chu Zheng knew that he and Qin Nian were simply not on the same level.

    He had never seen such a powerful, hostile aura capable of devouring heaven and earth on the battlefield, surrounding him in a wanton attempt to tear through every inch of his flesh and blood. The man in front of him was the one who was submissively strong.

    He, Chu Zheng, finally knew what a true God of War was!

    Chu Zheng looked up to the sky and clasped his fists, “The Fourth Prince of the God of War is truly worthy of his name. Chu Zheng is willing to pay tribute.”

    “You’re nowhere near your brother.” Qin Nian said nonchalantly.

    Chu Zheng was not annoyed and spoke humbly, “Yes, Chu Zheng has never defeated his brother. Brother said that the only opponent in this life is the Fourth Prince, and now I really appreciate it.”

    Qin Nian dropped the longsword in his hand and hummed lightly in arrogance. The afterglow swept a glance at Mo Shaohua and didn’t say anything, just turned around and drifted away.

    Chu Zheng’s worshipful eyes eyed Qin Nian’s back and said in a neutral tone, “When will the Fourth Prince go to war again? Chu Zheng will also fight with the Fourth Prince next time.”

    “Let’s go back and defeat your brother.”

    Qin Nian walked past Mo Shaohua with a cold face, glancing at her well-behaved appearance, remembering last night’s incident, his tone was very bad: “Did the crown princess have a good look?”

    Mo Shaohua hurriedly flattered, “Fourth Master is since mighty and dashing, my concubine looks very worshipful.”

    “Hmph, you’ve got an eloquent little mouth. But isn’t it the same heart and mouth that

    Just don’t know.” Qin Nian snorted coldly and turned to leave.

    Mo Shaohua innocently touched her nose, she didn’t say anything wrong, how did she seem to pat the horse’s ass to the horse’s feet?

    But she didn’t take it to heart. Anyway, this grandpa often sulked by himself. Sulking was fine.

    Mo Shaohua walked to Chu Zheng and checked the wound on his arm, “The wound is not deep, let me treat it for you.”

    Chu Zheng refused, ”Injury is a common thing for soldiers, not to mention I’m going to keep the scar. This is the first time I’ve lost convincingly. Hahaha! This time after I return to South Vietnam, I will definitely practice martial arts diligently, and one day, I will definitely find the Fourth Prince to have a painful fight.”

    “Soothing!”

    Watching Chu Zheng let out a long whistle.

    Mo Shaohua said he didn’t understand. But it was good that he was happy.

    During the meal, He Wushang, who had fled as soon as he saw Mo Shaohua by pulling his legs out, appeared.

    Could it be that the scene in the palace where she forced Qin Nian to show her love was discovered by him. Did he come to seek revenge on himself this time?

    Hiss~

    Mo Shaohua sucked in a breath of cool air and pulled her legs out to escape.

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