Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

However, Mo Qi's aggressive palm failed to hit Huang Yueli at all.

When he was still three feet away from Huang Yue, he was shocked by a profound energy that was several times stronger, his body flew upside down, and he hit the wall heavily!

The pavilion owner's voice was as cold as ice: "Mo Qi, what are you doing? You are so bold, do you not want to live anymore?"

Mo Qi clutched his chest, climbed up with difficulty, and fell to his knees.

"Master, you... this woman has hurt you! With such an honorable status, how dare she... dare..."

Huang Yueli came to understand, it seems that this guard who protects the master, can't see that this vicious woman stabs his master.

The man touched his neck, and the bright red blood stained his hands, and the white jade-like fingers were particularly dazzling. He turned his head to look at Huang Yueli, hooked the corner of his mouth, and did not speak.

Huang Yueli glanced at him and snorted coldly: "What? How noble is your master's status? You can't even touch it? That's just right, as long as you persuade your master to get away and don't dangle in front of me, then I can't stab him if I want to, can I?"

The man frowned, and suddenly, as if he couldn't bear the pain of the wound, he snorted.

Mo Qi almost jumped up nervously, "Master...you!"

The man didn't even look at him, but looked at Huang Yueli with his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Little thing, do you want to be so heartless? Don't worry, no matter what your identity is, you won't be against me. If you put on airs with your own wife, you will definitely not fight back, if you can't scold you, stab it as many times as you like!"

Huang Yueli raised her eyebrows, "Really?"

She shook the sharp blade in her hand that glowed with gloomy light, intending to go over and make a few more cuts.

"master!"

Mo Qi almost rushed over again, but was held down by the other guards who rushed in after hearing the movement.

"What are you doing? Don't stop me! Didn't you see that the woman was going to stab the master??"

"I'm going! You stunned young man, that's enough!" Mo Liu pressed him firmly from behind, "Can't you see? The master is willing to be stabbed by Miss Bai! Otherwise, it's up to Miss Bai's repair Why, how could it be possible to hurt a cold hair on the master?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? The master is not a masochist, why should he be stabbed?"

Mo Liu quickly covered his mouth, "Shh! What nonsense? You really don't want to live anymore?"

In fact, Mo Liu was also very puzzled in his heart, although he said that, judging from the attitude of the master, most of them wanted to marry this Miss Bai as the mistress.

But what is the identity of the master? How many princesses of great powers and the objects of sect Tianjiao's admiration are cold, arrogant and arrogant, and they have never been rude to women.

Why is Miss Diao Bai able to condone it to such a degree?

He has followed the master for so many years, and anyone who dared to provoke the master's authority will be smashed to ashes, but this Miss Bai has only looked at the master's face three times and twice, and even stabbed the master with a knife!

What's even weirder is that the master doesn't take it seriously, no, it's not that he doesn't take it seriously, but he seems to enjoy it...

Under the strange gazes of his subordinates, the pavilion master took the initiative to lean over to Huang Yueli, and pulled half of the clothes on his chest, revealing a large piece of strong and sexy chest muscles with clear lines like jade.

"Come on, stab here, the body of this seat belongs to you. I didn't expect you, little thing, you have such a strong taste. But as the saying goes, beating is kissing, scolding is love, beating and scolding is... "