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Chapter 69 National Style Issues

[69 Book Bar - www.] After saying that, he looked at Feng Huanxue behind Duanmu Huoqin and said coldly, "Imperial sister, please go back with your imperial brother quickly."

What?

Royal sister? She is a princess?

Duanmu Huoqin immediately looked behind him at Feng Huanxue, who was shivering because of fear, with complicated eyes.

She turned out to be a princess, why did this person who claimed to be her royal brother want to kill her? It seems that things are not as simple as imagined, but this is someone else's family matter, or the royal family's, this noisy matter seems to be a bit troublesome.

However, Feng Huanxue's denial and pleading eyes were so real that Duanmu Huoqin could not convince herself not to believe it.

Okay, then I believe that this time, no matter what, it can be regarded as repaying the favor.

So, Duanmu Huoqin withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Ye Qixiu, his eyes full of arrogance and ridicule, and naturally his voice was also the same, "Oh, it turns out to be a prince! I just heard what the prince said about killing without mercy, could it be that,

Is this how brothers in your country treat their sisters? That really shocked me to the point of falling to the ground."

As he said this, Duanmu Huoqin still pretended to be ashamed, but it was full of sarcasm.

"You..." Ye Qixiu was deflated. This was the first time that he was deflated, and it happened to Feng Huanxue. This was a great humiliation for him!

Ye Qixiu clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves and frowned even more tightly.

Feng Huanxue behind Duanmu Huoqin felt her heart skip a beat when she saw Duanmu Huoqin going against Ye Qixiu. He gently tugged on the corner of Duanmu Huoqin's clothes, trying to remind her of something.

However, Duanmu Huoqin didn't pay attention.

"Fortunately, I am not from the Yelan Kingdom. I still have to guard against my brother all day long to kill him without mercy at any time. Isn't that exhausting? Not everyone can bear this kind of national custom."

Ridicule, this was Chi Guoguo's ridicule, and it was not Ye Qixiu who was mocking him, but the national style of the entire Yelan Kingdom.

"Bold" Ye Qixiu roared, which frightened Feng Huanxue behind Duanmu Huoqin to tremble suddenly, but Duanmu Huoqin was not frightened at all. Instead, he looked at Ye Qixiu with a more playful look, "Could it be that this

Is that what you call getting angry out of shame?”

"Insulting our country's national customs, do you know the consequences?" Ye Qixiu's voice was bone-chilling, and there was already murderous intent in his eyes.

"I would like to see what other unknown things about your country, its country, and its style." Duanmu Huoqin met Ye Qixiu's eyes without fear, and the smile in his eyes was extremely bright, but there was a

Cold, unbridled arrogance, sarcasm and provocation.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Huanxue, who was behind Duanmu Huoqin, was shocked and shouted subconsciously, "Sister, no!"

"Hmph! Then don't blame me for being rude." Ye Qixiu snorted coldly, and after saying that, he raised his hand and attacked Duanmu Huoqin, turning his palm into killing, his face was ferocious and ruthless, with just one palm, he would be killed

Duanmu Huoqin was beaten to death.

Duanmu Huoqin's eyes were also downcast, and he also showed bloodthirsty. Even though he couldn't kill him because he couldn't kill people casually, he was already going to kill him now, so he couldn't live well unless he died.

However, just when Duanmu Huoqin was about to take action, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, roaring like a wild lion, wreaking havoc in the ruined temple, and debris flying everywhere! Coupled with the heavy rain outside, let
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