, this is an unfair battle in itself. Yan Zhao Wushuang was not only missed, but also had his combos broken. Even though he won, he lost even more!

"rustle……"

Yue Qingqian stepped forward step by step, stretched out her hand to support my arm, and looked at me with red eyes: "Brother Xiaoyao, I'm sorry...I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

I shook my head and said softly: "I should say I'm sorry. It's all my fault for causing you to suffer such an insult..."

Yue Qingqian almost cried: "Brother Xiaoyao, why are you so nice to me?"

I was stunned: "Because Qingqian is also kind to me?"

Yue Qingqian: "..."

…

Yan Zhao Wushuang stood there with his sword raised, looking at me coldly: "Xiaoyao Zuizai, I don't care what kind of hatred you have with Xiongba Fengyun, but please remember, don't involve Prague, we will not participate.

The vendetta between you and Xiongba Fengyun, as for Qingqian, she is your friend, and you know how to cherish your friends."

I stood up, dusted myself off, and raised my eyebrows: "Uncle Yanzhao, as Qingqian's friend, I actually suggest that she leave Prague completely. If I have a guild, I will invite her to join!"

"you!"

Faced with such poaching, Yan Zhao Wushuang's face turned green, and his sword pointed directly at me: "Xiaoyao Zizai, you don't even say how many pounds or taels you have. You are not my opponent, why do you say such things?"

I held the staff and said calmly: "Just because I am not your opponent now, does not mean I will never be your opponent..."
Chapter completed!