"Aren't you worried about your emperor brother? Now that he is in my hands, don't you..."

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me, Miss Chu." Murong Sichen said with a smile.

"How do you know!" The man in black was shocked, and the originally calm male voice also had flaws due to the shock.

"So it seems that I was not wrong?" Murong Sichen smiled even more proudly.

Murong Sichen knew how Murong Yuan overthrew the previous dynasty and established the Yuan Dynasty. So Murong Sichen knew very well that this peaceful and prosperous era was just an appearance. There were undercurrents, and many old ministers from the previous dynasty and loyal followers of the royal family of the previous dynasty were waiting for an opportunity to seize their regime.

So Murong Sichen has been consciously investigating these forces for such emergencies today.

"Running toward the dog thief!" The man in black simply gave up his disguise and shouted fiercely. The subordinates beside her immediately rushed towards Murong Sichen. Murong Sichen was waiting for this opportunity!

He immediately pulled out his short knife and rushed over.

A group of people fought again, but this time because of the anxiety of the man in black, it was obvious that Murong Sichen had the upper hand. Murong Sichen found the right gap and rushed to Miss Chu. Miss Chu was shocked, but she still did not forget to seal Murong Yuzhuo's acupoint and threw him aside.

"I underestimated you." Chu Qianmo said coldly under the mask.

"Where is it, the lady obviously underestimated the entire Yuan Dynasty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qianmo pulled out the short sword at his waist. The short sword was about two inches long, soft and hard, and it was not an ordinary weapon at first glance.

Murong Sichen also treated him carefully and did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all.

Chu Qianmo turned his wrist and the short sword wrapped around Murong Sichen's arm like a snake. Murong Sichen frowned and stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was cut into pieces.

Unexpectedly, this soft sword, which is as sharp as iron and mud.

Murong Sichen suffered a loss and was not in a hurry to get it back. He ignored the pain on his arm and suddenly retreated. This retreat was ten feet away.

Murong Sichen's idea was very simple. The sword in Chu Qianmo's hand was only two inches long. As long as the distance was opened, he would not be afraid of not being able to deal with her.

Just as Murong Sichen thought, Chu Qianmo always wanted to get close to Murong Sichen, but he didn't dare to get close to him. He could only be hung by Murong Sichen.

"You are the prince of a country, and you are fleeing everywhere like a stray dog!" Chu Qianmo frowned, "You can't respond quickly!"

"Miss Chu's words are not right." Murong Sichen smiled, "Miss, please look back."

Chu Qianmo followed Murong Sichen's gaze, and Murong Yuzhuo had already stood up and was glaring at her.

"You! How could that happen!" Chu Qianmo widened his eyes in disbelief, "I have clearly sealed your acupoints!"

"Miss Chu doesn't know, is there a way to clear the acupoints by yourself? Although our Murong Royal Family does not have too many true teachings, we are still very comfortable with half-baked acupoints like you."

After hearing Murong Sichen's words, Chu Qianmo's face turned blue and red, and he rushed towards Murong Sichen with anger.

However, Murong Sichen looked very calm, "If I was a little afraid of you just now, then I can finally give it a try now!"

After saying that, the subordinate next to him handed Fang Tian Huaji to him. The moment when Fang Tian Huaji was held in Murong Sichen's hand, his temperament instantly became different.

From being gentle and decisive to being decisive, even those eyes became afraid to look directly at them in an instant.

The moment Chu Qianmo saw Murong Sichen take the Huaji, his brows frowned deeply. The two-inch-long short sword that was most afraid of was someone close to the body or attacking from afar. Even if her swordsman was flexible, it would be difficult for her to get involved in the Huaji and thus control Murong Sichen. What's more, the two of them had similar martial arts skills, so if they really wanted to calculate, Murong Sichen might be even better.

As expected, within a few rounds, Chu Qianmo was left with only parry. She retreated step by step, and was about to be unable to parry.

"Miss!" Murong Sichen's painting halberd waved towards Chu Qianmo. If it was firmed, Chu Qianmo's arms might have landed on the ground!

However, in the moment of flash, a dart suddenly flew over and beat the trajectory of the painting halberd in Murong Sichen's hand again.

Murong Sichen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person who made a sound.

He was not tall and looked much thinner than ordinary people. Although the man was wearing black clothes, he could still see his pathological weight loss from the deep sleep sockets of his leaking eyes.

"Senior, Si Chen is disrespectful."

Murong Sichen praised the short and thin man's kung fu, and immediately gave a respectful salute, pulled off the air and prepared to fight. To be honest, I guess there are no one in the audience who can compete with this person. This is why Murong Sichen was hesitant and unwilling to attack rashly.

Fortunately, although this master should have the chance of winning, he had no desire to fight for some reason. He leaned forward and lay in Chu Qianmo's ear and said something.

Chu Qianmo frowned, revealing the difficulty of making choices in his eyes. Perhaps he had sat for a while and struggled in his heart, but he waved his hand. The men in black who had just beaten up just now were all beaten up and retreated while fighting.

Seeing the other party's desire to retreat, Murong Sichen breathed a sigh of relief. He liked to be fully prepared for things, and rarely encountered such things, such as those who were not prepared, and would encounter strong enemies.

Seeing that his subordinates were still trying to pursue the victory, Murong Sichen thought about it and stopped them.

"Miss Chu is as good as a man. I will ask for advice from the lady next time." Murong Sichen said to Chu Qianmo, but his eyes were more on the thin man in black.

"Don't sell favors to us." Chu Qianmo frowned, "I don't like to owe others things."

Murong Sichen chuckled. He never expected that the other party was such a simple little girl. After rubbing his eyebrows, Murong Sichen smiled a little dotingly. After all, I heard that this last time was from Chai Qingyue's mouth. Now, it sounds like a different feeling in my heart for so many days after separation. By the way, Miss Chu, who is the enemy, looks so cute.

No agreement was decided, but both parties were retreating tacitly. Seeing that the crisis was about to be lifted, Murong Sichen suddenly realized something.

"Not good!" Murong Sichen shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yuzhuo jumped out of nowhere, holding a short sword in his hand, and slashed towards Chu Qianmo's fair neck.
Chapter completed!