Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 3877

[Chapter 3871 Not far away, buckle into the heart (28)]

The pain suffered by the original owner in Qi Guo is definitely millions of times that of the person in front of him.

Even if it is hard work to train soldiers in the martial arts field, what is it when she is defending the dead city?

“The girl is raised in a deep boudoir on weekdays, so she doesn’t know what hard work is.” Gu Shaohua didn’t call her Queen, nor her full name.

It’s just “girl girl”, which gives people a very raw feeling.

“Let’s have a competition over there.” Luo Qingchen gently put down the round fan in his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Rong Jing looked at her sideways, with a look of admiration and doting in his eyes.

Although Gu Shaohua has galloped on the battlefield all year round, her martial arts are definitely above her.

So even if it was a martial arts competition, he had nothing to worry about.

On the contrary, there is still an inexplicable joy in my heart, which seems to be the feeling that I am valued.

I’ve never felt such a comfortable feeling before.

“Girl, stop joking.” A very dark light flashed in Gu Shaohua’s eyes, but there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: “You probably even lift your sword…” In the

next second, there was only a ‘clang’ sound , Luo Qingchen jumped straight up, pulled out the long sword from the hand of the guard at the side, and attacked in the direction of Gu Shaohua.

Her speed was so fast, before Gu Shaohua could even react, she had already come in front of her.

Although the head has not turned the corner, but the body is very honest.

She raised the spear in her hand to block it vigorously, and she could fully feel the pressure of the opponent.

“Hiss—” the soldiers all around gasped.

The future in front of her was wearing a skirt, and her blue hair was blown by the breeze. She looked so delicate, but the aura she held tightly with the long sword was so powerful.

“You…” Gu Shaohua was stunned for a moment, and beads of sweat appeared unconsciously on his forehead.

The collision between strength and power just now really made her feel the strength of the opponent.

Her martial arts…

“Smart people don’t talk dark words, and I don’t like to beat around the bush.” Luo Qingchen raised his long sword, and a faint sneer was drawn on the corner of his mouth: “The winner is king.” The

other party has already said everything At this point, it is impossible for Gu Shaohua not to fight.

Even if she could fully feel the powerful aura of the other party, she still had to fight this battle.

She originally wanted to start a war, but for some reason, when she looked into Luo Qingchen’s eyes at this moment, she felt an inexplicable sense of fear in her heart.

It was as if her eyes were cold and fearless, not afraid of gods and ghosts.

Gu Shaohua took a deep breath, gripped the spear tightly and said: “Come on.”

“Humph—” Luo Qingchen snorted softly, and murmured, “You can’t control yourself.”

In an instant, she jumped towards Gu Shaohua with a loud voice. Attack away.

She asked herself that her swordsmanship had definitely reached its peak, but she didn’t have the Phoenix Dance Sword in her hand, so it was not very easy to use.

But it only took a few seconds to shoot down the spear in Gu Shaohua’s hand.

With a bang, the spear fell to the ground.

The long sword in Luo Qingchen’s hand went straight to her throat, her eyes fluttered, and she was slightly disbelieving.

After a few seconds, he frowned and lowered his eyes.

“You lost.” Luo Qingchen let go of his right hand, and the long sword fell directly to the ground.

With the evening breeze blowing, she tidied her clothes a little, with a very faint smile on her lips, and walked towards Rongjing.

He stood up slowly, reached out to catch her, and held her in his arms.

“Is it hot?” His voice was very gentle, and the surrounding fathers-in-law and court ladies all lowered their eyes.

They had never seen such a face with such an expression, and they were terrified.

“En.” Luo Qingchen picked up the round fan again and fanned it, as if he was used to it.

She pulled the broken hair behind his ear and said, “Go, go back and drink iced plum soup.”

[End of This Chapter]