The widow is a curse

Chapter 188 Duanmu Yaoyang is almost going crazy! (1)
Before the word "Shi" could be spoken, the two of them had turned into afterimages at the same time.

Two light shadows, one purple and one white, intersected in the air. On the originally silent Moon River, clothes fluttered immediately.

The same swiftness, the same fierceness, and the same lack of murderous intent.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves passed.

The two flew from the river to the snow-covered ice, still entangled.

You come and go, you hit me.

The snow on the ice was swept away by the fist wind and footsteps of the two, spinning and dancing with the two.

Duanmu Yaoyang hit the air with one kick, and it was too late to change his move.

He saw a small pink fist in front of him, which had already circled his arm strangely and struck from the side.

"Fast enough!"

With a quick praise, Duanmu Yaoyang moved on the tip of his left foot on the ice.

Before the face was hit by the pink fist, he slid out a few steps and narrowly escaped.

"Aren't you good too!"

Bei Gonghan stopped in place, and gently patted the snow foam on his waist.

She avoided the kick just now, and if she was even a moment later, she would have been kicked by him.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

The two said almost in unison.

Raising their lips at the same time, the two of them turned into afterimages again.

This time, the two of them unanimously showed their full strength and went all out.

Feeling the increasing pressure of the other party's attack, both of them understood that the other party had reserved just now.

Now, is the real contest!

The blood is also boiling!
Palms, feet, elbows, even waist, back...everywhere has become a weapon that can be attacked.

At such a time, it is impossible to use internal force!
More snow was picked up, and when the two landed on the ground, the frozen thick ice layer would make a crackling sound because it couldn't bear it.

"careful!"

With a light drink, Duanmu Yaoyang's palm passed over Bei Gonghan's head like lightning.

Of course, he deliberately increased the attack direction. If it was a real enemy, he would naturally attack the back of the neck.

When Duanmu Yaoyang fell on the ice with his back facing Bei Gonghan, Bei Gonghan's long hair that was originally tied on top of his head with a ribbon also slid down like a waterfall.

Looking past her white hairband hanging between his fingers, Bei Gonghan raised the corners of his lips.

"you win!"

Of course she understood that if it was a real confrontation, Duanmu Yaoyang would naturally not want her hairband.

(End of this chapter)