Bai Ling sneered and stroked the girl through the flower pavilion, "Is this your fiancé? Is he really a good man?"
"Leng Feng, you kicked me in the ring and still want to run away?"
"I'm not interested in you at all, so why do you keep pestering me to marry you?"
"You ruined my martial arts competition and you just want to end it like this?" The woman pointed a sharp sword at Leng Feng.
Leng Feng shook his head helplessly, "Actually, I have already made up my mind. I went to kick you in the ring just because I wanted to compete with those who claim to be masters. I didn't expect them to be so reluctant to fight, and they fell down after two or three blows."
Shangguan Jue saw the tenderness in Leng Feng's eyes, couldn't help but smile coquettishly, turned around and fell into his arms, "Uncle, why are you looking at me like that?" He gently hooked his chin, "Is it possible that he really has a habit of Long Yang?