Chapter 1283
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"It doesn't matter. I don't think Prince Chishui did it on purpose." Fengjiu smiled and motioned for Hui Lang to calm down. He looked at Prince Chishui and said: "If Prince Chishui wanted to take my life, then he wouldn't have missed."
Hearing this, Prince Chishui's eyes flashed. Did he miss? That arrow was clearly aimed at his heart. If it weren't for the fact that Xuanyuan Moze was in the forest and Hui Lang was by his side, he would have ordered the people behind him to kill him to vent his anger!
Seeing that Fengjiu didn't care about it, Hui Lang didn't say anything else. He just kept his guard up when he saw them coming.
"Xiao Li Zi?" Prince Chishui rode his horse to Fengjiu's front. His feminine gaze was fixed on the youth dressed in servant's clothing.
"Yes." Fengjiu nodded in response.
"This is the first time I've seen a servant like you. Compared to hunting, I'm more curious about your strength. Why don't I let my people spar with you?" As he spoke, Prince Chishui waved his hand and motioned for a middle-aged man dressed in grey to come forward.
"Don't go too far! My master is nearby. If he sees you bullying people here, you'll suffer! " Hui Lang said vigilantly. He rode his horse to block Fengjiu's path and said in a low voice: "You leave first. They're targeting you!"
Fengjiu glanced at the people behind Prince Chishui and said with some distress: "This isn't good, right? No matter how I look at it, I'm the one at a disadvantage! Moreover, you're guests. It's not good to fight with guests. It's too impolite and unruly. "
Prince Chishui sneered, his feminine gaze landing on Fengjiu: "You only have this much guts?" As soon as he finished speaking, he gestured, and the gray-robed middle-aged men all leaped up and attacked Fengjiu.
"Mm, I'm quite timid, but since you guys want to play, I can only accompany you! After all, today is mainly for you to enjoy yourselves to the fullest. If you feel that the hunt is boring, you can change to someone else to compete with you. Perhaps it will be more satisfying. "
The corners of her mouth curled up and she revealed an evil smile. Seeing the grey-robed middle-aged man gather spirit force in his hands, she also gathered spirit force in her hands. She jumped off the horse and waved her hands, exchanging blows with the man in the air.
On the side, Hui Lang's expression became serious. That grey-robed middle-aged man's strength had already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Could she deal with Fengjiu?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that the two people in the air had already exchanged more than a dozen blows. As the spiritual power pressure surged, the aura in the air became more and more oppressive. The wind from their palms whistled in the air, and it was as sharp as a knife. Even though the two of them didn't use any weapons, the sound of the sharp airflow was not inferior to that of a sword in hand. In just a short while, Feng IX kicked the middle-aged man down from above.
"Mm!"
That person was pushed into the air by a force. As he staggered and fell, he saw the manservant appear beside him in an instant. The manservant grinned at him. While he was stunned, he saw the manservant dash forward and snatch the Qiankun Bag from his waist at an extremely fast speed.
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