Although Zhuzijun's dress was quite strange, his image was always romantic and free, and he looked quite like Zhuge Liang's fairy-like and Taoist master. But half an hour later, his head scattered, half of his face swollen, his robe was torn, and his legs were lame...

He originally wanted to scold a few words during the fight, but Di Fuyi's offensive was as dense as rain. He would suffer a loss if he was distracted, so he could only shut up.

In the later stage, Di Fuyi probably had enough breath and his offensive gradually slowed down.

Zhuzijun was finally able to speak: "Di Fuyi, what medicine did you take wrong today?!" Damn, his dignified hermit was beaten to this virtue in front of his sweetheart, and he had no image at all. Where did he put his face?!

Emperor Fuyi dominated the entire demon world, and the demon world still needs to do business with people from the outside world and communicate with each other.

All the magic quenching clothes that Emperor Fuyi put on the outside were from Zhuzijun. In other words, Emperor Fuyi had something to do with Zhuzijun!

Di Fuyi always respects him very much, but now he is trying to mess with him like this!

It seems that it was because he beaten up Yuan Yuan-

Zhuzijun was angry: "Di Fuyi, don't you want to have the magic clothes quenched?! For the sake of that Yuanyuan?"

Di Fuyi sneered: "I am not for her! I have been unhappy for you for a long time! I just want to beat you!" So there was another wave of attacks.

The Emperor Fuyi's formation is so skillful that he can form a magic array when his wrist is turned around. This time he formed a flame array behind Zhuzijun, and he is going to bake this broken bamboo stick!

Zhuzijun took a step back and was about to fall into the flame formation.

"Go to Kun position and enter the country-"

Gu Xijiu, who had been watching the game, suddenly spoke. Zhuzijun was stunned and couldn't help but walk as she said. Not only did she avoid the flame formation, but she also walked around to the left of Di Fuyi.

There was a flaw in Di Fuyi's place, and Zhuzijun took the opportunity to stab him out with a sword.

Di Fuyi's body suddenly flashed, and Zhuzijun stabbed the sky with a sword.

However, Zhuzijun finally got a chance and gained a little advantage.

Zhuzijun tasted the big sweetness and laughed: "Master, you are still strong! What's next?"

Gu Xijiu didn't look at him, and looked at Di Fuyi: "Mr. Zhu is Princess Yuan Yuan who was injured after getting the antidote for me. If you want to avenge her, come to me, don't make things difficult for him!"

Di Fuyi suddenly turned around and looked at her, his voice as cold as ice: "Do you think I beat him up because of Yuanyuan?"

His face turned cold and his aura was extremely strong. The powerful pressure was as physical as it was, making Gu Xijiu almost unable to breathe.

But she didn't step back: "I can't think of a second reason."

Di Fuyi: "..."

Sadness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly laughed: "Very good!"

As they were all together, they suddenly slapped at Zhuzijun!

Zhuzijun was not prepared, and the other party's palm came too fast again, and his palm was stamped on his left chest!

"Crack..." Three sounds, Zhuzijun let out a muffled groan, and three of his ribs were broken!

Zhuzijun vomited blood, covered her chest and retreated, and sat down.

Di Fuyi raised his head and smiled: "Baozhuzi, you injured Yuanyuan's two ribs, I also want you two ribs! The other one is interest. If you dare to hurt her again in the future, I will definitely repay you ten points! Let you not be able to survive but die!"

Zhuzijun: “…”

Gu Xijiu: "..."

Di Fuyi ignored these two people and turned around and went.

The original peace in the desert has returned to its original state, and it seems that there is no change much except disturbing people's hearts.
Chapter completed!