Chapter 502 Her Chosen Position ([-])

After saying that, he looked straight at Gong Cangli. Someone had notified him that his junior sister had successfully administered the drug, so he immediately went to the Qingwang Mansion to hijack Gong Mosheng. Perhaps Gong Cangli's calmness made him a little puzzled , but his mixed breath has already betrayed him.

He was so provocative that Gong Cangli could not help but move his sword eyebrows, as if to confirm his words, the rapid flow of air in his body made his breath flutter, and his body moved suddenly.

Xu Shaoqing and the others didn't know about Gong Cangli's poisoning, they were wondering when they saw that Gong Cangli's face seemed to be grim, and they understood something immediately, they looked at each other, each with deep thought.

"How about playing a game?" In the tranquility, Meng Xiuhun spoke again. This time, several people felt that his tone had changed. Before Gong Cangli could answer, he continued, "Let's compete , if you win, I will release King Mo!"

"If you lose..."

"Okay!" Gong Cangli immediately responded after Wudai Meng Xiuhun finished speaking, and the people next to him wanted to speak out, but he raised his hand to stop him.

"Refreshing!" Meng Xiuhun narrowed his eyes and said calmly, but there was no surprise on his face, obviously he had expected this result.

Seeing Gong Cangli's resolute attitude, several people didn't know what to say, they just said, "You must be careful, King Qing!"

Gong Cangli nodded, he glanced at Gong Mosheng, and then quickly looked away.

Although Xu Shaoqing and the others were a little worried, they had no choice but to step back to make room for them. Meng Xiuhun smiled lightly, and with a wave of his hand, his subordinates immediately brought Gong Mosheng to the side. The remaining two men looked at each other.

"I don't like to get myself into trouble, it's just...you shouldn't covet what belongs to me!"

Although the night was covering Meng Xiuhun's expression at this moment, the coldness in the words was very clear. Gong Cangli was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, but then he frowned, and then narrowed his eyes dangerously, "It belongs to you!" You really don't deserve to say these three words!"

The conversation between the two men may not be understood by others, but they are clear in their hearts. Meng Xiuhun heard the sarcasm in his tone, and smiled instead of anger, but the smile not only did not have the slightest warmth, but even gave people a cold feeling. a feeling of.

"You're dead, that's it..."

He suddenly said something in a low voice, and just as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly rose from the ground, his bright red robe rose up in the wind, and his silent steps seemed to be walking on the air. After a shadow.

Gong Cangli stood indifferently on the spot, relying on the fluctuation of the air to sense the other party's direction, just when Meng Xiuhun was about to approach, he moved his footsteps to the left, supported the ground with one hand instantly, and raised his legs to meet him. The offensive of the dream-cultivating soul.

The vigor of the two of them is astonishing, and each move is as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, more than ten moves have been passed, and the quiet place only reminds of the dull sound of hand-to-hand combat. Gong Cangli did not use any internal strength. Xiu Hun obviously saw it, and showed no mercy.

If this competition is normal, Gong Cangli thinks that he will not be so strenuous like this moment, maybe he looks the same at this moment, but the blood boiling in his body is like a rampaging wolf following his every movement. Devouring his flesh and blood, so that the two of them exchanged hands for less than a moment, sweat was already dripping from Gong Cangli's forehead.

(End of this chapter)

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