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101. Martial arts competition to recruit relatives! (1)

"It's not me, it's him. [26nbsp;]" Fu Yaxuan pushed Fu Jianfei and pushed him forward.

Everyone looked at Fu Jianfei. The people here did not know Fu Jianfei, but Bai Qiuhu recognized him at a glance and was shocked.

Fu Jianfei broke away from his sister's hand and scolded him with a stern face: "Girl Xuan, don't be ridiculous! We have to go on our way, so don't meddle in other people's business."

"Brother, are you going to die without saving me?" Yaxuan looked at him innocently and silently.

"I..." He already has a wife and concubines, how can he participate in a martial arts competition to recruit a bride?

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to defeat him? If that's the case, I can't force my elder brother." Yaxuan pretended to be disappointed, her red lips pouting slightly.

"Girl Xuan, you can insult me, but you can't insult our Fu family's martial arts." Fu Jianfei's face suddenly sank, and he fell onto the ring, which was ten feet in radius, and was instantly frozen with murderous intent.

"Fu Jianfei, it turns out you are also interested in Miss Lu." The excessive hostility made Bai Qiuhu feel unnatural.

"Stop talking nonsense and take action."

The tense momentum slowly gathered, and everyone watching retreated to a safe area.

When two martial arts masters fought, the sword wind roared, and Fu Yaxuan could only see a blur of light and shadow. Because she couldn't understand, she was more worried than anyone else.

She began to regret and pushed her eldest brother to the forefront. That Bai Qiuhu was not an ordinary person at first glance. You could tell by the fact that he defeated those young talents just now with his bare hands.

All eyes followed the figures of the two people on the ring. There were cheers and exclamations, and the competition was exciting.

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Cui Moyao's eyes quietly fell on Fu Yaxuan's side face. The cold wind blew her scattered black hair, and the ups and downs of emotions on her face were not hidden.

His heart trembled involuntarily, and his cold expression finally changed a little.

"Brother, come on!" She clenched her fists and shouted.

Cui Moyao patted her back gently, his expression confident and calm, but his voice was as gentle as water: "Don't worry, your elder brother can handle it."

Feeling that Cui Moyao's hand on his waist was getting tighter, Fu Yaxuan sighed quietly and said nothing.

When Fu Jianfei on the stage was forced to the edge of the ring by Bai Qiuhu, Fu Yaxuan's heart tightened and he wanted to fly up to help his elder brother beat Bai Qiuhu to the ground.

But she knows herself, but she doesn't have that ability.

As if he felt Fu Yaxuan's fear, Cui Moyao hugged her tightly and said softly: "Bai Qiuhu is no match for the elder brother. The elder brother is just testing Bai Qiuhu's skills now and has not really exerted his strength."

Fu Yaxuan nodded gently and quietly leaned his head into Cui Moyao's arms. He is indeed a thoughtful and powerful man. Who wouldn't admire a man as powerful as him?

She hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Your Majesty, there is something I want to ask you."

Cui Moyao felt strange. She had always called him by his first name along the way, but now she was calling him so strangely, as if she was deliberately keeping a certain distance from him.

"You ask." He nodded quietly without moving his eyes.

She looked up at him thoughtfully, her shrewd eyes unblinking: "Is that martial arts secret book very important?"

Unexpectedly, she would ask this. Cui Moyao was stunned for a moment: "Why do you ask this?"

"No...nothing?" Fu Yaxuan was speechless, especially when he saw Cui Moyao's eyes looking at her so coldly, his mind went blank for an instant.
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