Dressed as a petite jerk

But at such a moment, the woman sitting there suddenly moved!

Like a gust of wind, he didn't even see how she did it, she was already stuck in front of him.

Not only took away the weapon in his hand, but also tapped his acupuncture point to fix him in place in an extremely stiff posture, and raised his chin frivolously with one finger...

She kissed her red lips and looked into his eyes. Not only did she not have the slightest fear of him, but there was even a smile on her face. It was just this smile, just like when he faced the "defeated general" countless times... ...that feeling!

"Second Young Master! I see killing intent in your eyes!"

"Although you and I haven't formally married yet, the engagement has already been concluded. Are you going to murder your own wife? Huh?"

"You..." Second Young Master Mo finally came to his senses, but was shocked for the first time: "Your martial arts are higher than mine!"

He is the leader of martial arts, and he is addicted to martial arts. He has reached the peak at a young age.

In terms of fighting alone, no one in the world is his opponent.

But now, a little girl snatched her weapon and was controlled instead? !

What a shame! !

But soon, his eyes were filled with madness: "Your martial arts must be better than mine! I have an opponent! I have another goal to sprint!"

It is easy to have no enemies, but it also makes him feel lonely...

"Luo Qingci! You are not allowed to sneak attack, fight me in a serious manner!" He felt that his blood that had been cold for a long time began to boil.

The excitement of wanting to defeat a powerful enemy can't be suppressed...

Can……

"If you lose, you lose. Why? The majestic leader of the martial arts world still has to make excuses, huh?"

Luo Qingci opened Second Young Master Mo's folding fan with a "wipe" sound: "This thing is my trophy!"

She tapped the acupuncture points of Second Young Master Mo with her fan.

The Second Young Master Mo was finally able to move, and subconsciously went to grab the fan: "I can't give you the fan!"

This one is fast enough!

And he obviously touched the fan, but Luo Qingci dodged it again, and pushed him from the back, and he slammed straight towards the wall of the car!

Hastily flipped over and fell on the slump in the car that Luo Qingci was sitting in before!

Luo Qingci has come over as fast as lightning again!

In such a short period of time, she was familiar with the mechanism of the fan, and the blade was sharp and turned towards his face, and he hurriedly blocked it with his hands...

The two of them fought at close range, you back and forth, and a dozen moves have been passed in a few breaths.

until……

With a "pop", the fan closed by Luo Qingci lifted the hair crown from his head, and quickly moved it to his neck.

The cold incision had already pressed against his skin, and even pressed the blood vessel on the surface, oozing a thread of blood...

Luo Qingci pursed her lips, her eyes were indifferent: "You lost again!"

"Second Master Mo! I've given you so many chances to kill me, but there's no way, you... are useless!"

Second Young Master Mo's face suddenly darkened...

It doesn't matter if you lose the fight, but when this woman said this, she was full of sarcasm, and she always looked down at him. What does that mean? !

"What? Are you looking for a reason again? Huh?"

The sarcasm at the corner of Luo Qingci's mouth became more obvious: "How about I find some for you?"

"It's too narrow in the carriage to limit your performance? Huh?"

"The light in the car is not bright enough, which affects your feeling?"

"Or...Your uncle is here today, and you are not in good condition? Huh?"