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Chapter 40 The villain Lord Hou wants to steal his wife (20)

As soon as Fang Huan discovered that Jiang Ci released the water, Fang Huan's strikes became much heavier. When he struck hard, he didn't even care about himself.

His kung fu is not weak at all, but with this desperate style of play, if Jiang Ci doesn't try his best, he will fall into his hands.

But with a little effort, the sword in Jiang Ci's hand was thrown flying by Fang Huan, and fell to the ground with a bang, followed by the spear, which went straight to her throat.

Clang!
The picture was frozen in place for a moment, the spear was only half an inch away from Jiang Ci's neck, and the tip of the spear had already sunk deeply into the wall behind her. If Jiang Ci's movements were half a second slower, he might be decapitated now.

It's been a long time since I felt this kind of imminent death. While Jiang Ci was trembling nervously, the blood flowed backwards all over his body, and the fighting spirit in his heart was completely provoked by the man in front of him.

"you lose."

The corners of Fang Huan's lips curled up slightly, and his smile was fleeting. He fixed his gaze on the silent guard in front of him, and saw her turn her head to the side, breaking free from his confinement.

"Master Hou, since this subordinate is still standing here, he has not lost."

Picking up the sword on the ground, Jiang Ci switched it to his left hand, raised the tip of the sword and pointed it in Fang Huan's direction, Fang Huan also drew out his spear from the wall and pointed it at Jiang Ci.

"Take this and wait for my order."

Fang Que also learned from the housekeeper that Jiang Ci was called to the secret room by Lord Hou. Seven hours had passed. Fang Que rushed in so recklessly thinking that Lord Hou should go back. Grandpa is here too.

Fang Huan lowered his head, looked at the sharp sword pointed at his heart, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"How long have you been in the Hou Mansion?"

"Nineteen! It's not good, over there at the palace..."

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes. Today, it may be hard to tell the winner.

Fang Huan leaned over at some point, his face was only an inch away from Jiang Ci, his tall nose lightly touched her side face, and the two of them breathed intertwined.

When Fang Huan was 11 years old, he rescued the original owner who fell on the street. He was hungry and cold at the time. How could he tell if he was a man or a woman?

Jiang Ci raised his head slightly and looked into the man's eyes. His eyes were burning, and Jiang Ci only felt that he was about to be melted into his passionate gaze.

Undercurrents surged in the man's eyes, and Jiang Ci seemed to see his fragile side at this moment.

"What time is it now?"

"Going back to Lord Hou, it's over there in the palace. His Highness the Third Highness is here, looking for Nineteen."

Fang Huan took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it in Jiang Ci's direction. Jiang Ci took it and rushed to the palace without stopping, leaving two big men here.

"it is good."

"You are here to survive, no mistake."

"Reporting to Lord Hou, it has been 13 years."

Hearing what she said, Fang Huan fell into silence, and Jiang Ci couldn't help but peek at his expression. This villain was too moody, and it was impossible to judge his inner thoughts just by his expression.

"13 years..."

"Why so panic?"

The two were side by side, lying on their backs on the slightly cool ground, the sweat of the two dripped down their temples, soaking the skirts of their clothes, and after a hearty fight, their troubles seemed to be swept away.

As soon as he heard that he was related to the Third Highness, Jiang Ci quickly got up from the ground, bowed deeply to Fang Huan, turned around to leave, but was stopped by a sentence of "stop", Fang Huan was still lying on the ground, his eyes locked on Jiang resignation.

"Okay, men have disguised themselves as women for 13 years, cheating others - what crime should you say?"

"You can please others, Ben Hou really regrets giving you away now..."

For Fang Huan, this was a contest between the strong, and it was also a pure vent. In the dark secret room, the two forgot the passage of time. The final confrontation between the gun and the sword took place when the two were exhausted. It was General Jiang, who had experienced many battles, who was even better. Her sword tip was only separated from Fang Huan's heart by a layer of fabric.

Everyone thought he was wrong, but all of this was forced by them.

Turning his head tacitly, he looked at each other and smiled. This time, Young Master Fang finally showed a sincere smile. His messy hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, but still couldn't hide his light.

"The subordinates know their mistakes. Thirteen years ago, they were suffering from hunger and cold, so they had to make the first bad move in order to survive."

"I just want to live too, what's wrong."

"Hou, Lord Hou, my subordinates don't know..."

Naturally dissatisfied with being interrupted, Fang Huan frowned and looked at the person. The person who came was wearing a black mask. It was Fang Que, the commander of the hidden guards of the Hou Mansion. Every time Jiang Ci left the palace, he would send a message to him to let him Help keep an eye on the palace, and notify her immediately if Li Chun makes any moves.

Seeing the other party retracting his gun, Jiang Ci also quickly put away his own weapon. Fang Huan stretched out his arm, hooked her waist, knocked her to the ground with force, and then lay down himself.

"Master Hou, you are not wrong."

Although it was a question, Fang Huan was in a great mood now, so Jiang Ci relaxed and searched quickly in his mind for a while.

"Master Hou, this subordinate..."

"What's the matter."

Fang Huan pondered for a moment, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he felt happy. He reached out and rubbed Jiang Ci's messy and wet hair a few times.

But fortunately, it has not been discovered in these years. If it was discovered earlier, the original owner would not be able to become a hidden guard, but would be used as a tool for Fang Huan to carry out a beauty trick, trapped between the beds of countless powerful people.

The only ones who could enter this secret room, apart from Lord Hou, were the hidden guards. When the other party rushed in, seeing the two lying side by side on the ground, their voices stopped abruptly.

"It's time."

In the silence, Fang Xiaohou who was next to him suddenly spoke, which startled Jiang Ci. She turned her head in surprise and met Fang Fanghuan's gaze.

Fang Huan seemed to want to say something, but there was a sudden commotion outside the secret room, and then someone broke in.

I don't bother to care about any etiquette. Now Fang Huan wants the other party to finish talking, so that he can stand here without obstructing his eyes. He is one of the closest people around Master Hou. Naturally, Fang Que can see his thoughts at a glance. Kneel down.

Ever since Jiang Ci left, Master Fang's face had no expression on his face, and the whole dark room became very depressed because of this. Fang Que really wanted to leave here, but because he didn't have the master's order, he could only stick it like a piece of wood in place.

I don't know how long he was lying on the ground, Fang Huan sat up slowly, he brushed off the dust stained on his underwear gracefully, and the messy hair from the fight was spread on his forehead, covering the seven eyes in his eyes. Divide the edge.

"Fang Que, do you know that she is a woman at nineteen?"

The man seemed careless, but in fact there was something to be said. He glanced at the commander of his dark guard from the corner of his eye, and saw Fang Que's face change slightly, and his straight body swayed uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)