Sure enough, Mo Liancheng is so evil and a disaster.

"you--"

"How can I play with Princess Yama?"

Chinu Yama looked directly at Mo Liancheng and wanted to say something, but halfway through, Mo Jiyan interrupted.

The next moment, Mo Jiyan also jumped onto the stage.

"Who are you?" Chinu Yama asked as she looked at Mojiyan.

"Mo Jiyan, the second prince of Dongyue Kingdom." Mo Jiyan replied with a smile.

"Second Prince, please give me advice."

Mojiyan raised a smile that he thought was good-looking and casually welcomed Chinu Yama's offensive.

Chinu Yama used a long whip, while Mojiyan took the move with her bare hands.

The sound of chopping! tick! The long whip hitting the ground.

Imagine that if this whip is thrown on someone, it may not be good-looking.

"Princess, good whip method." Mo Jiyan smiled faintly, hiding with ease.

"I'm here to teach you." Chinu Yama didn't treat the competition as a joke. She seemed to have to compete for a victory or defeat. The more powerful she used, the wind swept across the wind, and the chill was everywhere. The more comfortable she was, the more she was, the more she was. And Mo Jiyan's red fruit smile made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Princess, the whip fell a bit in a slight way, and it was not good enough."

"You don't have to worry about it."

"Is the princess unavailable?"

"court death."

Mo Jiyan showed off the strength of a big man and deliberately aroused her anger. However, Chinu Yama happened to be unprovoked. Once things went wrong, the anger exploded directly from the whip, with his bare hands rising and falling, and his whip was swung wildly.

However, every time you whip down and sweep it, it will always be the cold ground.

There is obviously a difference in the martial arts of the two people.

Mo Jiyan won far, but he couldn't let the princess lose too much.

The fight was fierce on the stage.

It was easy to watch from the audience.

Qu Tan'er pursed her lips gently, quietly watching the situation on the stage, without expressing her opinion.

The people in the Kitahara country are now aware of their temperament. They are not far from barbarism... Look, isn't it a test? But the woman's stern posture on the stage is really not a big deal.

It’s a pity...Mo Fengyang was unable to marry.

"You said, who will win on the stage?" Mo Liancheng looked at Qu Tan'er with a faint smile. Even though he had never really watched the situation on the stage, he had basically mastered the things around him.

Upon hearing this, Qu Tan'er took his gaze back, turned to Mo Liancheng, and whispered: "The second prince seemed to have come to power on purpose and deliberately made the princess angry. Could it be that he wanted to marry that princess?" She was a little confused. No matter how she looked at Mo Jiyan's actions, she felt that she was deliberately provoking Chinu Yama's attention.

"The power of Beiyuan is comparable to that of Dongyue Kingdom. If you marry the princess of Beiyuan Kingdom, what's the difference in his power?" Mo Liancheng slowly revealed the key.

"The man's scheming is indeed strong enough..." But she was surprised again, why didn't Mo Yihuai see any movement?

Qu Tan'er was about to look at Mo Yihuai—

Unexpectedly, if someone didn't see it, someone would knock his little head gently!

A man next to him had a beautiful face and said dangerously: "When did I ever scheming you?"

"…Uh." Qu Tan'er looked dark.

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