The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 282 She, I'm Guaranteed 4
Close at hand, Jian Luo smiled at Nangong Xi and said, "Today, I will teach you a lesson for Daiyue, you brainless guy."

Nangongxi's expression changed, so teach him a lesson for Daiyue?

Fist against upper palm, internal force combined with spiritual force is not spiritual force, and internal force is not like kung fu of internal force.

Nangong Xi only felt a tingling tingling from the injury.

Jian Luo calmly held Nangong Xi's fist and said proudly: "I can't even tell right from wrong from black to white.

Even enemies and friends can't figure it out.

How did you become a prince.

It's all in vain for Daiyue to love you. "

Nangong Xi wanted to withdraw her hand.

However, I don't know what's going on, Jian Luo's palm seems to be attractive, forcibly attracting his hand.

He couldn't even use his strength.

Without changing her face, Nangong Xi turned to Jian Luo coldly: "Killing someone and still talking so eloquently, are all the people in Wuhen Villa like this?"

Standing next door, Yuehenqin wasn't worried about Jian Luo at all.

He has seen Jian Luo's martial arts before, it's very weird.

As for what Nangong Xi said, he didn't take it seriously.

He has always been an indifferent person, and it is really difficult for him to take some things and words to heart.

"Nangongxi, today I will show you what kind of people in Wuhen Villa are like."

Leaving a cold snort, Jian Luo increased his strength again.

The figure didn't move, the palm didn't move.

Just stand still.

Jian Luo began to hold Nangong Xi's hand tightly.

Nangong Xi only felt that all the strength in her body was attracted to one place by a certain force.

Infuriating can't gather together at all.

The pain in the hand began to spread throughout the body with the blood.

It made his face turn pale.

"you"

What kind of martial arts is this?

"Humph--"

With a contemptuous smile, Jian Luo suddenly let go of Nangong Xi's hand.

Looking at Nangong Xi whose expression changed, Jian Luo's coldness was no less than a block of ice: "If it wasn't for Daiyue's face, I really wanted to kill you."

"What do you mean by that?"

Nangong Xi tried her best to suppress the pain coming from her palm, and asked in a daze.

Jian Luo kept saying that it was for Daiyue, for Daiyue, and he could hear it from her words.

The relationship between Jian Luo and Dai Yue seems a bit delicate.

"You can't even tell the difference between framing and treachery. How did you become a prince?"

Jian Luo stood proudly.

(End of this chapter)