Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 660 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (80)

She gritted her teeth.

Perhaps it was because she was pushing too hard that she could even hear the creaking sound of her back molars.

But judging from Shang Qirong's expression, he didn't take much advantage.

The two are instantly separated.

At that moment, Bai Zhen almost knew Shang Qirong's strength. If he hit it hard, he was afraid that it would be difficult to separate, which would be detrimental to the following battles.

Bai Zhen squinted her eyes, suddenly smiled maliciously, and had a new idea in her mind.

Catch the thief first and capture the king. If the battle has not yet started, kill the leader first, does that mean that the battle doesn’t have to be fought so hard?

Shang Qirong subconsciously felt a chill on his back, and his right eyelid jumped twice, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Could it be that the stinky woman in the family knew that she was looking for fun outside?

Damn it, I have to send the girl I took care of when I go back.

Shang Qirong didn't give Bai Zhen too much time to pause, he took the sword and fought with her again.

He was quick and ruthless in his moves, Bai Zhen was not as powerful as him, but he was quick to dodge, like a nimble monkey.

On the city wall, all the soldiers sweated for Bai Zhen.

As for the small body of the Seventh Highness, if he were to stab him with a sword, he would lose most of his life, let alone win.

Bai Zhen knew that he couldn't fight him head-on, so he kept draining his physical strength, occasionally attacking when he was not prepared, but all ended in failure.

Although Shang Qirong was fat, he was considered a flexible fat man, and because he was experienced, it was not unexpected for Bai Zhen to avoid it.

At this time, Bai Zhen's breath was a little out of breath.

Although Shang Qirong on the opposite side was obviously more out of breath than her, she knew that there was still a certain gap between women and men in terms of physical fitness and endurance.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at the opposite mountain.

The team hasn't arrived yet.

Time needs to be delayed.

But it can't last for a long time.

Either wait until General Zhang and the others are in place.

Or, just kill him.

A murderous look flashed in Bai Zhen's eyes.

She chooses the latter.

She leaned over and the long sword almost rubbed the tip of her nose.

The long-spear twirled around his wrist, and then slammed away Shang Qirong's sword.

Long - the difference between a spear and a sword is that.

Long-spears are heavier, and although they are not as sharp as swords, their power on the battlefield is beyond the reach of long swords.

In the eyes of outsiders, Bai Zhen and Shang Qirong were inseparable.

But those who are experts can see that Bai Zhen has not shot for several rounds.

The lieutenants on the city wall were so anxious to go down and fight for her.

Bai Zhen inhales deeply, exhales, inhales again, exhales again, making adjustments slowly, slowly accumulating strength.

Seeing that she didn't fight back, Shang Qirong couldn't help but sneer, "What? Are you afraid?"

"Afraid? Don't worry, I'll let you go downstairs to meet your ancestors in a while!"

Seeing Bai Zhen's arrogance, Shang Qirong shook his head slightly, "Dayan's Seventh Prince is nothing but a stubborn piece of shit!"

As soon as Shang Qirong finished speaking, he heard a chuckle from Bai Zhen, with a sly look in his eyes, "Your father, I'm the most shy, do you really think this hall will come down to fight alone? How naive!"

Shang Qirong frowned when he heard her words.

Immediately afterwards, I saw someone waving his hand with a happy expression on his face, "Uncle Huang, you are here!"

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Hahaha I'm here again.

Good night little fairies~(づ￣3￣)づ