Chapter 593： Thin spring shirts (1/2)

Is she a rider?

Chu Qingyan felt funny, and said that Xiao Lie Qi was more accurate.

Pang Huang saw that she had not been dismantled and panic, but she smiled a little unbelievably, annoyed in her heart, and when no one was able to slap him under his sword, it was such a misconception that he moved his finger and made the sword in his hand more The aorta near her neck, ”I want your identity, or you'll have only one end.”

”I want your identity, otherwise you will have only one end.” Chu Qingyan smiled and returned his words calmly!

”It seems that you really haven't lost heart to the Yellow River.” Pang Huang really just wanted to scare her, and he didn't even bother to start a woman.

But the girl in front of her not only did not have the consciousness of being imprisoned, but also dared to speak to him in person.

Chu Qingyan tilted his head, as if his sword did not exist, and smiled naturally, ”Do you believe it, I count to ten, you will be exposed?”

”Do you think I will believe you? People who are full of lies.” Pang Huang's eyes showed a contempt.

But that's what it said, but the sword in Pang Huang's hand approached her again. The woman was able to try to seduce him to the village as soon as she saw him, proving that the girl was not a simple character, but he couldn't feel it. What is she thinking at this time, is it a way to slow down, or is she really sure?

Chu Qing Yan smiled slightly, she knew he didn't believe it.

”Do you want to try it? Do you dozens of times, if I haven't escaped your palm and you haven't been exposed, then I'll tell you my identity.”

Regarding the girl's provocation, Pang Huang didn't pay attention to her eyes, but when she saw that her eyes were inevitable, the militants on him were picked up.

”One, two ...”

Chu Qingyan froze. He actually started to count without saying hello. It was really a warrior, she looked at him leisurely, and then smiled.

”Long Guanghuang is not your real name!”

Pang Huang raised an eyebrow at her, and seemed to be saying that you guessed, counting in the mouth, ”three, four, five, six ...”

Chu Qingyan didn't care about his counting, and continued, ”In other countries, there are very few people with the surname Long.”

The girl didn't do anything. It seemed that she was just chatting with him. Pang Huang was very puzzled by her behavior, but since it was Haikou she boasted, he would see how she was struggling.

Pang Huang's glamorous face still looked calm, ”Seven, eight, nine ...”

She saw his suspiciousness in her eyes, grinned, and slowly spit out the most important sentence.

”But Long Guangcheng's Pang's name has been heard before.”

The last ”Ten” has not yet been exported, Pang Huang has been stunned.

It's now--

Chu Qingyan suddenly raised his hand, facing his chest, and fast enough to see only his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

A flower in front of Pang Huang's eyes seemed to see something flashing in her sleeve, and then hurried towards him.

It's too close to hide.

Pang Huang immediately tightened his whole body, lowered his waist backwards, supported his hands with the ground, and felt a sharp thing rubbing his cheek when the calcium carbide flare.

When he got up, he turned around and saw a short arrow sticking straight into the trunk behind him. At this moment, the arrow feathers were still shaking.