: Not the opponent

"Master, when did you arrive? Where is Wangyue?" Tianxing knew that Wangyue was with him this time. He couldn't help asking and hurriedly said, "That, Master, Pofeng was entangled by a girl named Jiulinger. Pofeng didn't want to pay attention to her, but she stayed in front of Pofeng and refused to leave. Just now, Pofeng led her to the martial arts training ground, probably to teach her a lesson."

"Jiuling'er?" Gong Mohan frowned: "What is her identity?"

"According to herself, she is the daughter of the monster thief Jiutian. Oh, by the way, Pofeng said that they met in the Heavenly Prison yesterday."

Gong Mohan thought for a while and walked out of the yard. He said at the same time: "Wangyue was left behind, and he should be able to arrive today."

Tianxing secretly sympathized with Wangyue. He must have left Wangyue behind in order to come to see the princess.

"Master, are you going to the martial arts training ground?" Jingyun quickly followed Gong Mohan.

"Yeah, I'll go and have a look."

"Master, do you think there is something wrong with that nine girl?"

"A girl's family only saw a man once and then got married to him. Do you think it's normal? Besides, there are all kinds of people in the Tianzhu area, do you think she's simple?"

Jingyun pursed her lips: "Master, I am not thinking well!"

"You go back to your house to rest, don't follow me."

"I am not sleepy, but I also want to go to the martial arts training ground to see it."

Gong Mohan didn't say anything else. The two of them came to the martial arts training ground and saw that Pofeng and Jiuling'er had already started fighting from afar. Jingyun saw that Pofeng was obviously at a disadvantage at a glance. He hurriedly said, "Pofeng is not the match for the Ninth Girl!"

Jingyun was secretly surprised. Pofeng is not an ordinary master. He can't beat Jiulinger! Who is Jiulinger's origin?

Gong Mohan naturally saw it. He stopped, narrowed his phoenix eyes and looked for a moment, then went forward and said, "Stop."

Pofeng's face was not very good. He didn't expect that he was no match for a female thief. At this time, when he heard the voice of his master, he felt even more ashamed. He was embarrassed by his master!

He stopped quickly, came to Gong Mohan, and knelt on one knee on the ground: "Master, I'm disappointed you!"

Gong Mohan glanced at Pofeng and walked towards Jiuling'er: "No, you're doing a good job, get up."

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Pofeng didn't understand Gong Mohan's meaning at all, and looked at Gong Mohan blankly.

"You are asking you to get up, you will get up."

Pofeng pulled Pofeng and then Pofeng stood up and followed Gong Mohan quickly with Jingyun.

Gong Mohan has already arrived in front of Jiuling'er. Jiuling'er is still in petrochemical industry. The man in front of him is Prince Han, and he is not dead?

How is that possible?!

But his appearance is exactly the same as what his father painted. Who is he not Gong Mohan?

"Say, who are you and what purpose are you?"

Gong Mo's cold voice rang, and Jiuling'er came to her senses. She hurriedly bowed: "Minister Jiuling'er has seen the prince."

"Have you seen me before?" Gong Mohan asked again, looking at Jiuling'er with sharp eyes.

Jiuling'er's scalp was numb, and she felt an invisible pressure that was crushing herself wantonly. She didn't dare to look at Gong Mohan anymore, lowered her head and said, "The young lady has never seen the prince before."

"Then how did you recognize me?"

"Just just now, the girl from the folk heard the name Pofeng said to you and guessed it was Prince." A thin layer of sweat broke out in Jiuling'er's palms.
Chapter completed!