Chapter 152 Bloody Battle (2)
Wang Ye suddenly chuckled, with a hint of self-mockery in his smile, and then lowered his head so that Feng Qinghan could not see his expression. It was because of this that he changed his calm attitude and stopped what he was doing. A gust of wind blew past, causing Feng Qinghan to close his eyes lightly. When he opened them again, Wang Ye had disappeared from in front of him?
Feng Qinghan's expression was not shaken by this sudden scene. After a moment of indifference, he shook the folding fan in his hand again, and then said faintly: "What does this mean?"
There was no one around, but Feng Qinghan spoke? Who was he talking to?
A piece of white rag slowly floated down in front of Feng Qinghan's eyes, and behind him was obviously Wang Ye, standing with his back to him. When did he get behind him? Looking more carefully, the cuff of Feng Qinghan's hand that was waving the folding fan was missing a piece, which was exactly the same size as the rag that fell to the ground. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what this meant, but they were all surprised at how it happened. What happened in that moment of wind?
"Just think of it as me figuring out what you owed me." Although Wang Ye's words were confusing, his voice was surprisingly calm, without any sign of being shaken.
Feng Qinghan smiled. He knew very well what Wang Ye's words meant. He didn't want to say anything about it because there was nothing to say. After all, that was the fact, so he accepted Wang Ye's compromise at the moment. No matter what, if the two of them fought, it would only be a waste of time.
"Can you guarantee her safety?" Feng Qinghan suddenly asked for no reason.
"Of course." Wang Ye answered very straightforwardly.
Feng Qinghan smiled again. Because they were standing back to back, they couldn't see each other's expressions, but it wasn't difficult to guess what it was.
"Then I'll go ahead as you say."
Wang Ye did not answer. Another gust of wind blew by, and Feng Qinghan behind him disappeared without a trace.
Looking up at the sky, I don't know when it turned gray, and there was a damp smell in the air, which was the precursor of a storm... I closed my eyes tightly, and when I opened them again, I seemed to be relieved, and turned around and walked towards the room...
Silence always leads to misunderstanding. Although people often say that explanations are just covering up, silence is the biggest confusion. All that can be heard is the sound Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan are facing each other with swords. At this moment, weapons are clashing...
Watching this competition between brothers, no one else dared to get involved, let alone get involved. Everyone could see that intervening would only lead to being swallowed up, and no one wanted to be a scapegoat in vain. Of course, no one had the energy to intervene at this time, because the battle could break out at any time, and everyone could only be vigilant to each other, and Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan were just representatives of both sides.
In the memories that Shan Zhen knew, he always believed that Zhou Cheng's skills were slightly better than Zhou Yan's, but he never took it seriously because he could never see through Zhou Yan. Compared with Zhou Cheng's cold personality, Zhou Yan was even more difficult for him to see through, especially after experiencing the incident with Jiang Ruting, Zhou Yan's mind became even more unpredictable. Even he had never seen Zhou Yan's true serious look, but he could guess what it would be like, and what was in front of him was the best proof.
In just a short period of time, the fight between Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan attracted everyone's admiration, including Huan Ling, who had to admire the two's skills. If it was Zhou Cheng, she couldn't be sure, but as for Zhou Yan, the two had fought before but she never thought that the real Zhou Yan would have such skills, which surprised her. However, this time it was a good thing, after all, Zhou Yan was on her side this time, and she would not suffer any loss no matter what the result was.
The sword flashed, and bright red liquid splashed in the air...
"Your Majesty!" Shan Zhen exclaimed, but he was helpless and did not dare to step forward easily. The others also felt their hearts were hanging in the air.
Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan had just finished a round of fighting and both sides retreated to a certain distance. Blood was flowing from the fingertips of Zhou Cheng's left hand. Just before the end, Zhou Yan's sword brushed his arm, leaving a long blood mark on his right arm. Despite this, Zhou Cheng still looked at , because he knew that no matter what he said, Zhou Yan would not hear him, and would remain indifferent even if he was injured by him. You could tell from his expression that the bright red liquid on the sword in Zhou Yan's hand dripped from the tip of the sword to the ground drop by drop.
Seeing this result, Huan Ling showed a satisfied smile, because she knew that Zhou Yan could draw his sword against Zhou Cheng unscrupulously and without any scruples, while Zhou Cheng was cautious about Zhou Yan and could not use his full strength. If they continued, the result would be self-evident.
Shan Zhen knew the same thing. He wanted to help Zhou Cheng, but he couldn't let his guard down at this time. Who knew what Huan Ling would do if he took action? He couldn't take the risk. Rather than let the situation get worse, it would be better to let Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan continue to fight. Of course, he didn't know what the consequences would be. At least he could guarantee that Zhou Cheng would know how to advance and retreat. As for Zhou Yan... that was what Shan Zhen had to worry about.
Zhou Cheng didn't care about the injury on his right arm. What he cared about was how to make Zhou Yan wake up. Facing Zhou Yan, who had no color in his eyes, Zhou Cheng knew that it would be difficult to make him wake up, but what should he do? Could he really just watch? He knew that he couldn't do anything to Zhou Yan, but how long could he escape? Now was obviously a time of every second, and it was also the best opportunity to get close to the ultimate goal, but what should he do? Zhou Cheng was really confused.
