Shen Shen Shen doesn't pursue men, only money

Chapter 132 Confrontation

"Ziyuan?" Shen Shenshen called him.

"Yes."

The person who made the move was Zhu Yanxiao. He stood in front of Shen Shenshen's bed and stared coldly at the man who fell to the ground.

Mu Yejun, who was caught off guard and sent flying by a palm strike, crawled up from the floor of the bedroom and stared at the person who had attacked him with a cold gaze.

"Zhu Yanxiao."

The man stood in the moonlight, his eyes and lips were scarlet, and against his fair skin he looked like a devil from the underworld.

"Mr. Mu Ye, this prince will kill you." Zhu Yanxiao stood tall and graceful, his whole body filled with murderous intent.

Mu Yejun, who was wearing a red and black robe with gold embroidery, raised his lips, his eyes were bloodshot but his voice was charming: "Zhu Yanxiao, are you going to do it here? Can you ensure that you can protect the person on the bed without any mistakes?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yanxiao immediately gave up his killing intent, but he still looked at the man opposite him with vigilance. He didn't know how many forbidden techniques Fenyingtang had, and the most important thing was to protect the woman on the bed.

"Zhu Yanxiao, you can protect Shenshen for a while, but can you protect her for the rest of her life? Can you guarantee that you will always be by her side?"

"You don't have to worry about that, Mr. Mu. In another four months, she will be the Crown Prince's consort. When she arrives at the palace, she will naturally be escorted by my guards. Mr. Mu, take care of yourself."

"Fei Daowei... it's indeed a bit troublesome, but it doesn't matter, I also have the Burning Shadow Hall."

"Mr. Mu Ye." Zhu Yanxiao said coldly, "Do you swear to fight this prince to the end?"

"Haha. Zhu Yanxiao, you overestimate yourself. I don't want to compete with you. I want to get the one I love."

"The one you love? Does Shenshen love you?"

"...I will love it."

"Second Master Mu, self-confidence is a good thing, but arrogance is not. Shen Shen will not love you."

Mu Yejun seemed to have touched his reverse scale by Zhu Yanxiao, and his inner demons grew uncontrollably.

Without caring whether he was in Shen Shenshen's bedroom, he immediately rose from the shadow under his feet and punched Zhu Yanxiao in the face. The speed of the fist was as fast as lightning, leaving an afterimage and making a whistling sound. The wind from the fist seemed to distort the surrounding space.

"Ziyuan, be careful." Shen Shenshen spoke in fear when he saw Mu Yejun jump up and punch.

Zhu Yanxiao had already turned sideways when the other party jumped up. The distance between them was too close, and the wind from the fist brushed against his cheek. He barely avoided the punch in the face and stomped his left foot hard on the ground. With a light leap, he flew up, jumped over the overturned coffee table, and jumped out of Shen Shenshen's bedroom.

Seeing that his punch missed, Mu Yejun followed Zhu Yanxiao out of the bedroom without hesitation, and the room suddenly became quiet.

Shen Shen was extremely anxious. He pricked up his ears to listen to the noise on the eaves. Well, there was no sound. The whole mansion was quiet. I wonder if Zhu Yanxiao can defeat Mu Yejun. What if he gets injured? What if he gets disabled? The most important thing is what if he gets disfigured... Bah, bah, bah, my little Zhu lives a long life and is blessed with good health.

Zhu Yanxiao flew quickly over the roofs of the surrounding mansions. Mu Yejun's lightness skills were slightly inferior, but he could jump in the shadows at an extremely fast speed and followed closely.

The two men landed in an abandoned old house, one after the other.

Immediately, many figures of Flying Dao Guards whizzed down around, and at the same time, the Flying Dao Guards also felt countless eyes flashing in the dark shadows around them.

Everyone from Fenyingtang has arrived.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two masters standing in the yard.

"Fei Daowei's Qinggong is indeed amazing."

"The Shadow Technique of Burning Shadow Hall is also good."

"Today, you and I will settle this matter."

"That's exactly what I meant."

"It's ridiculous. It depends on whether the prince has the ability to do so."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Yejun had already dived into the shadow of the yard. Zhu Yanxiao immediately jumped up alertly and moved to the middle of the courtyard where the moonlight shone on the shadowless land.

Sure enough, Mu Yejun emerged from the shadows where Zhu Yanxiao had just stood, with a long dagger in his hand, and stabbed it fiercely towards the place where the prince had originally stood.

Zhu Yanxiao turned the passive situation into active one and shouted in a deep voice: "Xingyun, sword."

A ray of light flew towards him from the roof across the night sky in the moonlight. He jumped up to catch it. It was a long sword, and the blade was shining with a cold light.

Without waiting for Mu Yejun to make a move, Zhu Yanxiao tapped the ground with his left foot, flew into the air, spun in the air, and swung his sword-holding hand. A brilliant light curtain appeared, like stars falling from the sky. The dazzling sword light shot straight up, and stabbed towards Mu Yejun in the shadow like a brilliant silver dragon.

Mu Yejun hurriedly used the dagger in his hand to block the sword.

"Dang~"

The two swords collided with each other with a metallic collision sound. Mu Yejun's wrist sank due to the shock, and the long dagger flew out of his hand. He then turned sideways to narrowly avoid the stabbing sword.

After a brief confrontation between the two, before Mu Yejun could catch his breath, Zhu Yanxiao had already approached and grabbed his wrist and quickly turned it backwards. He took the opportunity to swing his sword with his other hand, and the tip of the sword brushed against the skin on Mu Yejun's face. The sharp sword wind made his skin feel cold.

Mu Yejun's slender body immediately leaned forward slightly, and he used his strength in his arms to slam his elbow into Zhu Yanxiao's abdomen. The prince dodged the impact and let go of his wrist, but he also missed the opportunity to kill him. The two of them distanced themselves again in the abandoned courtyard dimly lit by moonlight.

Suddenly, Mu Yejun felt a surge of blood in his heart, a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Owner."

Everyone in Feninging Hall still appeared in black clothes and scarves, and landed behind Mu Yejun.

"It's okay." Mu Yejun raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Such powerful sword skills and sword energy actually caused slight damage to his heart meridians.

Zhu Yanxiao must be eliminated, otherwise the great cause will be difficult to accomplish.

At this time, Mu Yejun's eyes were red, his skin was whiter than snow, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth. His face, set off by the red clothes and black robe, was extremely weird, making all the women in Feninging Hall uneasy.

"Zhu Yanxiao, I underestimated you today, but it's not that easy to kill me." After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go." He immediately jumped into the shadows and disappeared. The others didn't bother him any more and jumped into the shadows and left.

"Don't chase them. You are no match for them in the shadows."

Zhu Yanxiao stopped the Feidao guards who were eager to try.

"Return to the Marquis' Mansion."

After saying this, he jumped up and rushed towards the direction of the Marquis's residence. Xingyun, Liushui and other guards followed him.

It was late at night, and the mansion was completely quiet. No house in the Qinghua Garden was lit, and everyone was sleeping peacefully as Fei Daowei's "request" required. Only the lush osmanthus tree in the courtyard rustled in the occasional wind, filling the courtyard with the fragrance of osmanthus.

Zhu Yanxiao quietly landed in the yard, and Xingyun and Liushui followed the prince closely, standing on the wall to guard him.

He walked to the door of the girl's boudoir and found that the door had been open since she jumped out from the fight with Mu Yejun.

Zhu Yanxiao immediately turned around and looked deeply at the two guards. The two did not dare to meet the prince's gaze and were so scared that they lowered their heads to count the bricks on the wall.

The bedroom was quiet. People who practiced martial arts were very sensitive to sounds and smells. Zhu Yanxiao moved his ears slightly and heard Shen Shenshen's steady and long breathing. He was sleeping soundly.

This woman, she didn't worry about herself, but slept soundly?! Shouldn't she be worried about whether her husband can cope with the anxiety and stay awake all night?

He stood helplessly beside the bed, looking down at the person sleeping on the pillow in the faint moonlight.

Perhaps because of the injury, her brows were slightly wrinkled, which reduced the beauty of her face and made her look cute instead. Her long jet-black hair fell like a waterfall, covering half of her face. Zhu Yanxiao reached out and gathered her long hair behind her head so that he could see her more clearly.

He loved Shen Shen, and Mu Yejun loved her too, even to the point of being a little crazy. He would never let Shen Shen go, and neither would Mu Yejun. The man didn't even care whether Shen Shen was a virgin, so even if Shen Shen became his wife, the man would take her away if he had the chance.

Only by killing this man can we prevent future troubles.

After the marriage, she must be kept in the palace and no longer have contact with other men.

After meeting Shen Shenshen only twice, I was already attracted to her, and Mu Yejun also only met her twice and was crazy about her. God knows if Shen Shenshen contacts other men, will there be a second or third 'Mu Yejun'?

Just one person is already giving me a headache.

In the darkness, Zhu Yanxiao collected his thoughts, looked down at the woman who was frowning in pain in her sleep, and took out a gift for her from his sleeve pocket: a sky-blue headband.

After placing the hairband next to Shen Shenshen's pillow, Zhu Yanxiao slowly leaned over and gently kissed that beautiful fair face.

"Good night, my prince's consort."