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Chapter 232: Are women really so heartless?

"Bitch! I won't let you succeed. This is my world, and none of you can take it away."

At the end of Li Keqing's words, as fast as the wind, he jumped in front of me and stretched out his palm towards me.

Fortunately, Situ Quan noticed me one step ahead of me, pushed me away, and used his palms to fight with him. The two palms struck each other, and both parties took two or three steps back before they could stand firm.

"Are you okay?"

Situ Quan turned his head half way and asked me.

"It's okay. Just be careful. He seems to be going crazy now."

When people are extremely angry, they will do whatever it takes to achieve a goal, no matter what the cost, and this is exactly what Li Keqing is doing in front of him.

"Situ Quan, get out of here, deny that I will blame you for your country."

Li Keqing changed the name he called himself, and his crazy look clearly showed the extent of his anger.

Situ Quan's eyes signaled me to step back.

Knowingly, he pulled Concubine Ping back to the ranks of ministers.

Although my movements are not too big, for Li Keqing, a martial arts practitioner, both his eyes and ears can see that my movements are bigger than those of a normal person.

And this action made his anger soar again.

Attack me head-on.

"You forced me to do it, so I will kill you and let your corpse accompany me to dominate the world!"

The hatred for me in his words was deep, and he pulled out a big knife and slashed my head and face with every move, hoping to kill me.

If it weren't for Situ Quan's great kung fu and the flying knives and nine-section whip that quickly arrived to join the fighting, I would have been chopped into pieces long ago.

The chance of leaving a bone to use as a pipa pole like Yan Li is probably gone.

The light of swords and the shadows of swords come and go. One is a battle-hardened general, and the other is a handsome young man with high martial arts skills.

One is strong and the other is soft.

The two armies are at each other's throat, but neither side can take advantage.

Flying Knife calmly stepped back, holding three throwing knives in his hand, and kept waiting.

Until I heard Situ Quan say: "Shoot!"

The flying knife in Feidao's hand seemed to be controlled by remote control. It had eyes and flew towards Li Keqing.

Li Keqing groaned, and the flying knife pierced his shoulder. Situ Quan took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, kicking the wound.

Li Keqing's body flew backwards, hit the dragon chair, and bounced to the ground like a ball.

Situ Quan made a beautiful counterattack, and he triumphantly declared the winner.

"With your three-legged cat skills, you still had the nerve to compete with Brother Yelu. You fell down before you even got close to him. It wasn't embarrassing."

I have a black eye. Situ Quan’s deeds tell me a truth, no one cares how you succeed, and only after you succeed can you have the capital to talk big!

Li Keqing crawled along the dragon chair. Maybe Situ Quan's kick was too strong, and the flying knife was directly embedded in the skin.

He struggled for a long time and did not sit on the dragon chair. He had to squat next to the dragon chair and looked at me with a complicated expression.

"Wan Qing, are you really so heartless?"

"Li Keqing, I have already found someone to contain the 100,000 elite soldiers you stationed in the capital. It is impossible that your other 300,000 elite soldiers can only reach Qiyun country in one month. If you hand over the military talisman now, I will spare you.

One life.”

It turns out that sparing someone's life is such a sense of accomplishment.

And my "kindness" was rewarded with Li Keqing's usual crazy smile.

"Kou Wanqing, I originally wanted to give you a chance, but if you don't cherish it, what can I do? Hahaha... cough cough!"

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