Hua Tianshang hesitated for a moment before nodding: "It's true."

"Can I look at the senior's legs?" he asked.

Seeing his sincerity, Hua Tianshang hesitated a little: "Do you know my identity?"

"I don't know." She had never spoken since they came in, and Wuming had never introduced them. What's more, he and Qiqi were busy treating Chu Dingbei as soon as they entered the door. Where did they get the opportunity to ask who she was?

"Since I don't know why I am willing to treat me?" Hua Tianshang sighed slightly and finally smiled. Although his smile was a little bitter, at least he was not hostile: "I am the master of Haotian of Dongling. Since you are unknown friends and Haotian's enemies, you don't need to treat me, we..."

"Have you done something that hurt me?" Mu Chu stood up, walked up to her and squatted down, staring at her legs: "I treat people with illness, no distinction between poverty, goodness, nobility and inferiority. I don't hate seniors just based on my own preferences. Do seniors still want this leg?"

Hua Tianshang didn't say anything, how could he not want it? But if he helped her, what should she use to repay it? She would not say anything about Dongling Haotian, let alone, not to mention that she didn't know much.

"If you feel that you can't repay me, then teach me the seventh girl in my family a move. Of course, the premise is that I can cure the legs of my senior." Mu Chu said lightly.

"But that girl just now?"

“That’s right.”

Hua Tianshang smiled slightly. She liked such a kind-hearted girl, especially when she saw her concentration and gentleness when she took care of Prince Bei, she knew that she must be a kind woman.

She nodded and said, "Okay, I promise."

In fact, what she wanted to say was more grateful, but even though she knew that the other party didn't like to listen, Mr. Mu had all his skills, so why did she need to teach his girl's martial arts? It was just an excuse to accept his treatment.

The kindness is hard-won, and she... really wants to stand up again.

"Have these legs been injured for more than ten years?" Mu Chu took her trouser legs, took off her shoes and socks, sat down in front of her, put one of her legs on her legs, and observed carefully.

"Yes, a fire 16 years ago, I survived death, but I injured both legs in the fire. After the injury was healed, I couldn't walk freely. Whenever I stood and walked, my calves would be cut by a knife." Thinking of the fire, she still couldn't hide her grief.

In just a big fire, her husband and son were buried in the fire together, and their family was separated from each other.

Mu Chu didn't say anything, carefully examined her legs. After a while, he calmly said: "Senior, there are some things left in your legs."

In front, the woman in white was held under her arms by the man in black. The bright dagger pressed against her neck. Just a light press, a strand of scarlet oozing out.

Chu Xuanchi's eyes were so strict that he stared at the two people standing in the wind. His eyes were too deep, making people unable to see clearly what he was thinking at this moment.

"Xuan Chi." Murong Qiqi called in a low voice, with tears in his voice: "Go away quickly, they want to hurt you, don't come over, don't...uh!"

The dagger on her neck pressed down further, and she immediately let out a low cry of pain, unable to even speak.

Chu Xuanchi's eyes sank.

The man in black stared at him and said in a hoarse voice: "You woman is in my hands. If you still take her life, you will destroy your martial arts in front of me."

Chu Xuanchi didn't speak, and still stared at Murong Qiqi who was held hostage by him.

"If you hesitate, I'll kill her." The tip of the knife pressed down again, and the blood that fell from her snow-white neck immediately increased a little more. It looked a bit shocking.

"She is not my woman." Chu Xuanchi took two steps forward and said in a deep voice: "I have returned her to Mu Chu. I don't want this woman anymore. Even if you kill her, it will make no sense to me."

"Do you really care so much?" The man in black sneered coldly, suddenly raised his hand, and the dagger fell from Murong Qiqi's back shoulder, and blood suddenly surged.

Murong Qiqi was so painful that she couldn't stop her whole body trembling slightly. She screamed in a hoarse voice, "It hurts... Xuan Chi, I feel so painful..."

A sound of "Xuanchi" made him feel slightly depressed, and a trace of invisible darkness flowed through his eyes.

He took two steps forward again, staring at Murong Qiqi's blood-seeking shoulders, and his face was slightly dark: "Why are you a hero who hurts a weak woman?"

"Haha, Prince Xuan is also starting to talk about what a hero is, and he thought you really don't care." The man in black pressed his big palm gently, and Murong Qiqi suddenly felt so painful that his face turned pale. He was shaking and obviously could not hold on.

She looked at Chu Xuanchi, her eyes were watery, covering many colors that others could not see through. Her frown showed the pain she was suffering at this moment. The crystal tears finally slid silently before they were about to faint: "You go, hurry up... go."

"You care about him, but he watches you suffer indifferently. What else do you like like such a man?" The man in black smiled contemptuously, raised his hand, and the dagger was about to fall on her again.

Murong Qiqi closed his eyes and covered the panic in his eyes. It was really panic, so panic that even tears came out.

One after another, it hurts, so painful that she is about to faint.

Just as the man in black raised his hand, Chu Xuanchi, who was watching all this coldly, suddenly raised his long arm. He was hit by a gravel that was tied to his fingertips for some reason and hit the dagger with a "bang".

The man in black had a slight pain in his household registration, but the dagger could still be held tightly in his hand. However, when he looked at Chu Xuanchi, the tall figure had already jumped up and approached them instantly.

The sharp palm wind quickly came and moved to the door in a blink of an eye. The man in black closed his pupils and suddenly pushed Murong Qiqi away beside him and quickly came back.

Chu Xuanchi's five fingers formed claws and snatched his big palm. When the man in black was anxious to retreat, a grasping hand grabbed the dagger in his hand.

"I want her to die so much, I will fulfill you." A light sentence did not fall, and only a "hiss" sound was heard, and the sound of a sharp weapon passing through the flesh suddenly started.

When the man in black turned around, a completely disbelief scene appeared in front of him. With just one glance, his face changed drastically and he quickly retreated.

Chenxiang looked at the stunning man standing in front of him in shock, then lowered her head, and looked at the dagger that had penetrated into her heart. Her almond eyes widened and she could not believe what she saw even when she died.

"Why?" When he opened his mouth, scarlet blood surged out. Once it surged out, he could no longer stop it.

The man in black stared at Chu Xuanchi with great force, without even looking at Chenxiang. Prince Xuan was indeed different from others. Chenxiang could deceive everyone, but he could not!

Chenxiang still didn't give up. Even though her body had begun to become cold, even if the pain in her chest had reached an unbearable point, she still stared at Chu Xuanchi's perfect but cold side face and asked hoarsely: "Why... why? Xuanchi..."

"You are not qualified to call me this." Chu Xuanchi raised his hand casually, and with a "bang", the agarwood was immediately blown out by his heavy palm wind, and his slender body hit the stone wall not far away.

She spat out a mouthful of blood again, her eyes wide open, and she stared at the figure reflected in her pupils, and she was unwilling to rest until she died.

Chu Xuanchi had never looked at her. If he couldn't even recognize his own woman, what qualifications would he have to be a maid?

Did this woman trick the Seventh Emperor out last night? A woman who looks almost the same as his girl has a voice almost the same as hers. If such a person stays in the world, it will only harm more people who know her in the future.

Chenxiang was dead, and no one looked at her again. Chu Xuan strode forward, staring at the black scarf on the face of the man in black, and his eyes sank: "Where is this Seventh Prince of the King now?"

"If you want to save your Seventh Emperor, you will destroy one of your arms first." The man in black snorted coldly.

"If you want to destroy my arm, it depends on whether you have the ability." He snorted coldly, suddenly jumped up, and quickly rushed towards the man in black.

The man in black was ready, but in just a moment, two equally tall figures were entangled under the mountain stream.

The man in black was still inferior to Chu Xuanchi's martial arts. However, he was obviously at a disadvantage in a few moves. Just as Chu Xuanchi's big palm fell and was about to pull off the black scarf from his face, suddenly, a more fierce palm wind came from behind him, and it was already at his back door in a blink of an eye.

The people who came had extremely high martial arts skills, but they had approached them silently.

Chu Xuan didn't think too much, so he turned around and attacked with his palm. The two palm forces collided together, and the surrounding rocks suddenly splashed, and the dust spread all day long.

Chu Xuan took two steps back, and the other party also took a few steps back, and asked, standing outside the dust.

She was not particularly petite, but she was obviously a woman. She was just wearing black clothes and a black scarf mask, which made it difficult for a while to see who she was.

Chu Xuanchi's eyes fell on her eyes exposed outside the black scarf. Why are these eyes so familiar?

In the mountain stream at the bottom of the cliff, three figures stood in the wind, but they were silent for a moment and immediately started fighting fiercely again.

This time, it was obviously much more difficult than fighting the man in black alone just now, especially the martial arts of these two people were not weak, and the martial arts of the woman in black later was obviously higher than that of the man in black.

The internal strength of the dream clan!

After taking on several palms, Chu Xuanchi's face changed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Are you Bu Jinghua or Hua Tianshang?"

The woman in black looked at her eyes, her eyes slightly sinking, and she attacked her palm, and said with a smile: "Prince Xuan is indeed very good at seeing."

She did not answer her own question head-on, and Chu Xuanchi didn't ask much. The palm wind that came was as sharp as a knife. If she was not careful, it would definitely damage her meridians.

Several places on his mysterious clothes were swept by the palm wind, leaving traces of being cut.

The battlefield finally became the battlefield for Chu Xuanchi and the woman in black. The man in black had retreated aside, but was watching coldly.
Chapter completed!