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Chapter 44 Fake wounds 1

No one expected that Su Wenyue would really have an attack in public. When Yun Qingyue saw the woman's face, she knew something was wrong.

She didn't know who was targeting Su Wenyue. Although she had a fair impression of Su Wenyue, she couldn't do it by pretending to watch someone being framed in front of her.

The first precepts for those who keep the seal: be careful in your original heart, and move your heart as you please.

Yun Qingyue didn't hesitate for a moment, and pulled off the green jade purple gold chain from her hand and threw it out.

The green jade purple gold chain broke out of the window and hit the front of Su Wenyue's fire spirit whip hard, cleverly knocking it away, allowing the woman to escape the disaster.

Zhan Luji did not take Su Wenyue's fire spirit whip seriously, and could easily catch it when it came to his eyes. But he didn't expect that someone would take action faster than him.

Without giving him time to think, the coachman's four blood-colored apertures had arrived one after another.

This is an attack from a master of the Yuan Break Period. Naturally, he cannot treat it easily, nor can he dodge it. If he dodges, the woman next to him will be exposed to the opponent's attack, and she will undoubtedly die.

I saw the lightning of Zhan Luji's body emitted. He turned around and remained in a half-squat position. His body was facing the driver. He also shouted loudly and punched the blood-colored aperture.

On Zhan Luji's fist, lightning flashed and covered it, facing the blood-colored aperture.

With the superposition of the second, third, and fourth blood-colored apertures, the electric lights on Zhan Luji's fist gathered more and more, turning into a dazzling ball of electric lights, wrapping the entire fist. Every time it is hit, the electric lights become more and more powerful.

In the same Yuan Break Period, the coachman was a middle-aged man, and Zhan Luji was just a teenager. In theory, Yuanli should be a coachman with deeper depth.

But when the two fists collided, Zhan Luji was not knocked back at all. Even if the apertures behind him were heavy one after another, they were as stable as Mount Tai and could not see any difficulty.

Yun Qingyue had no time to see these things. Seeing that Su Wenyue had a whip that was gone and wanted to swing her again, she quickly called her.

Su Wenyue paused when she heard Yun Qingyue's voice, but she didn't plan to stop.

"Su Wenyue, stop! If you want to calm down, come here for me."

When Yun Qingyue saw that she didn't call Su Wenyue once, she used the Qingxiu mantra for the second time, using her spiritual power to spread the voice, and aimed at Su Wenyue who was in anger.

Su Wenyue, who was already a little excited, felt a clear stream flowing into her body when she heard Yun Qingyue's voice. The anger in her heart immediately disappeared, and her hand holding the whip also lowered it.

"Your coachman will stop, too."

This time, Su Wenyue no longer ignored Yun Qingyue's words, but protested to Yun Qingyue and said, "They bully people too much!"

"They are the ones who falsely accuse you, and they have nothing to do with the Major General. What are you doing now?"

After hearing Yun Qingyue say this, Su Wenyue suddenly realized that she seemed to have done something wrong again under impulse.

If her mother knew that she had taken action against Zhan Luji in the street, or that this matter was taken advantage of by those military officers... I wonder how long my mother would be in her confinement!

Su Wenyue thought so, and quickly called the stopper and ran to find Yun Qingyue.

The soldiers from Zhanchuan Palace surrounded her, and Su Wenyue said angrily: "What do you want? How do you want to touch me is to oppose my entire Wenhou Mansion, let go!"

"Let her go."
Chapter completed!
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