C29 (2/2)

”His Majesty, the Great Emperor himself has an incomparably wise and farsighted head, why would he ask this book?” Xin Cang Qu snorted coldly as he lowered his eyes to look at the slowly opening jade fan.

”I'm flattered!” Kungfu was still staring at the hieroglyphs, but that look in his eyes seemed to tell him that there was still a need for you to say that.

Xin Cang Qu looked up at Kung Wu and said, ”You and I both know that. Right now, there are only the two of us on our way here. Your Majesty, the Duke of Chen, please take off that human skin mask, there's no need to put on an act in front of me! ”

Kunlun looked at him, full of smiles. ”The Heavens are indeed generous!”

When Xin Cang Qu heard this, she just smiled without saying a word, waiting for him to continue.

Kunlun also took a cushion and placed it in front of a pillar on the other side. He then chose a comfortable yet graceful sitting posture before saying, ”This king will guess what makes Lord Cang so concerned …” and only the Empress Lan is left! ”

Xin Cang Qu continued to play with the jade fan in his hands, still not saying a word. Not a single ripple appeared on his face, but the fire in his eyes had unknowingly grown to its brightest.

Seeing him agree, Kungwu spoke with a deeper meaning. ”With how filial the Heavens are, I believe the spirit of Empress Lan in heaven will definitely be gratified!”

”Same here. Your highness, the great king, and the king of Kun Wu had been at loggerheads with each other for many years. Wasn't it also because of the Yan Empress?” Xin Cang's eyes flickered as he sneered and returned the blow. ”With a filial son like His Highness Duke Yuan, I believe the Queen Yan's spirit in heaven will feel gratified!”

He used Xin Cang Qu's sore spot to anger Xin Cang Qu, and naturally, Xin Cang Qu also wanted to use his sore spot to beat him back.

Sure enough, when he mentioned Yan Gang, Kunlun's face turned cold. If looks could kill, then Xin Cang Qu would have died countless times over by now.

At that moment, it was unknown how Kung Wu had made his move. The white jade fan shot towards Xin Cang Qu's chest like a bolt of lightning.

Her scarlet hair was blown up by the wind, emitting a bewitching charm. Xin Cang Qu's eyes flashed as she waved the crimson jade fan in her hand. With a crisp sound, she returned his white fan back to him.

At the same time that Kungfu caught the fan, he threw a palm at Xin Cang Qu, not giving him a chance to catch his breath.

As soon as Xin Cang Qu got up, he quickly dodged to the side and slashed at Kunwu's neck with his fan, bringing along a red demonic flame with him.

Seeing this, Kunlun's mind was shocked. He quickly moved his body backward and dodged to the side. He then waved his white fan and made a chopping motion.

Xin Cang Qu felt a chill in his heart. He immediately pushed out his hands and used his palms as a wall to dissolve the sharp light. Then, he spun around and his body floated to the front of Kungsheno, turning his palms into claws. He grabbed onto Kungsheno's right shoulder with his fingers, with eighty percent of his strength.

At the same instant, Kungfu's left hand closed around his right shoulder, just as he had done.

The two of them trembled in pain.

The next moment, the ice and the flames met once again. The crimson jade fan suppressed the white jade fan that was about to lift up, and Xin Cang Qu's kicking leg was also suppressed by the white jade fan.

In a short moment, the two had already exchanged several blows, but just like five years ago, they were still unable to break through each other's defenses.