Crossing the World: This Prince is a Little Sweet

Seeing this, Zi Yi flew out directly.

Fight with the comer.

Every move of Jianxing is fierce and decisive.

Zi Yi did not show any mercy either, and the two fought back and forth for more than ten rounds.

"Haha, your kung fu is pretty good."

Jianxing raised an eyebrow.

"Huh, who sent you?

Why are you killing us?"

Zi Yi's eyes were sharp.

The sword in his hand stabbed directly towards his face.

"If you have the ability, defeat me first."

Jian Xing dodged the sword by turning sideways and was about to stab Zi Yi's back.

Zi Yi dodged it with a backflip.

The two became more and more surprised as the fight went on.

"Who are you? Why do you know the swordsmanship of the Cangshan School?"

Jianxing spoke in surprise.

"I haven't asked you yet, why are you asking me?

Where did you steal the master from?"

The massacre of the entire family that day was still fresh in Ziyi's mind, and she remembered that she was the only one who escaped.

"What's your name?"

Jianxing asked aloud.

"Who am I to tell you?"

Zi Yi said.

The sword in his hand never stopped and kept attacking Jian Xing.

Jianxing felt that the hostility in Ziyi was a little stronger than before.

But his current moves are not as ruthless as they were at the beginning.

Now it's obvious that he's just... dealing with it.

This went on for half an hour.

Zi Yi stopped impatiently and pointed his sword at him angrily:

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Zi Yi looked at the person in front of her and found that she was no match for him.

This man's martial arts moves are somewhat similar to the Cangshan School's swordsmanship.

But his swordsmanship is much more powerful than Cangshan's swordsmanship, as if it has been improved.

"Are you a disciple of the Cangshan Sect?"

Jian Xing didn't beat around the bush and pointed it out directly.

"Yes."

Ziyi nodded.

"A disciple of Cang Jue?"

When Zi Yi heard this, he immediately became alert.

"Who are you?

How do you know my master's name?"

"Haha... did you know that you have an uncle? His name is Cangwu."

Jianxing laughed.

"know."

Zi Yi was puzzled, but didn’t he disappear more than ten years ago?

I heard that he was...dead.

"Cangwu is my master."

Jianxing spoke slowly.

"what?

Have you met my uncle?

Where is he now? "

Zi Yi asked.

"died."

"died?

Then why do you still say he is your master?"

Zi Yi excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Jian Xing's clothes.

Jianxing still remembers the scene when he first met his master Cangwu when he was a child.

He was just a little beggar, but he was caught stealing food again.

He was being chased and beaten all over the street, and it was his master at that time who saved him.

After that, he continued to travel around and practice martial arts with his master.

"He died not long ago."

Jianxing pulled away the hand that was grabbing his collar, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Then he took out a jade pendant from his arms.

Zi Yi looked at the jade pendant without saying anything.

What he said might be... true.

Because this jade pendant is exactly the same as the one her master gave her.

"Then why didn't you return to the sect?"

Zi Yi spoke coldly.

But I’m glad that he didn’t go back, after all, the sect had been destroyed.

"Master is not here, there is no point in going back."

At this moment, the two of them became silent.

Finally, Ziyi broke the silence:

"Then why are you chasing after Miss Chu from the Xiangfu?"

“It’s just… taking money to do things.

Or maybe just to kill...time."

Jianxing said casually.

"..."

"You are... short of money?"

"Kind of."

"..."

"Why are you here again?"

Jian Xing asked the question in his mind.

“When I was being chased, she saved me.

So you can’t do anything to her.”

Zi Yi said word by word.

At this time, Chu Xi brought a group of soldiers and surrounded the two men from all sides.

Chu Xi, hiding in the dark, waited for a long time for Zi Yi's signal.

I was afraid that something might happen to Zi Yi, so I hurried here.

"Zi Yi, are you okay?"

Chu Xi aimed the crossbow at Jian Xing and signaled Zi Yi to come over quickly.

"I'm fine, miss."

Zi Yi agreed, but kept his eyes on Jian Xing, afraid that he would do something wrong.

Jian Xing glanced at Chu Xi and said nothing.

He simply used his Qinggong skills to fly away.