How could the two of them fight? Long Fuyue was puzzled.
At the same time, a surge of anger also burned!
It turns out that he came here to fight with his senior brother!
But it made her act like a fool, waiting at the foot of the cliff for so long that she almost went crazy with anxiety!
This guy keeps saying he loves me and acts affectionate, but it turns out it’s all lies![
He didn't even think about how anxious I was waiting below, and he almost became the first person in the world to die of anxiety!
Long Fuyue was worried to death for the two of them at first, but now she was furious at the bullfighting and wanted to beat them both to death!
Their fight this time was different from the last time.
The last time they fought, even though they looked extremely ferocious, both of them left some leeway and did not attack key parts.
This time it seemed like I was trying my best!
The white light flashed and the weapon was dazzling. In Jia Ruo's hand was the jade flute he usually used. Waves of light flashed out and attacked Feng Qianyu's major points.
However, Feng Qianyu's hands were empty, and she was forced back step by step by Jia Ruo...
Long Fuyue's heart skipped a beat, and then she remembered that Feng Qianyu's sword was in his hand. He didn't have a weapon in his hand, so it was naturally difficult to fight.
"Don't fight, don't fight! Why did you start fighting again?!" Long Fuyue didn't dare to rush in as recklessly as last time.
The two men ignored her, and the fight became more and more intense.
Phew! A flash of white light flashed, and there was a bloody mouth on Feng Qianyu's arm. Half of the arm was suddenly dyed red with blood.
Long Fuyue watched with fear, and suddenly remembered that Feng Qianyu's right arm had not fully recovered, and now he was empty-handed, which meant he was absolutely at a disadvantage.
I couldn't help but feel anxious in my heart: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, it's not fair! Stop it, stop it!"
"Fu Yue, which one of us do you want to win? Fu Yue, haven't you always liked me? Don't you hate the entanglement of this scoundrel? Let me kill him. If I kill him, he won't pester you anymore."
Jia Ruo's face remained as calm as water, but the words he spoke were like knives, cutting into Long Fuyue's heart.