The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Ch 56

He Zheng's proposal was in Fang Tianzhuo's appetite, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Yes."

He Zheng pulled his hand to the opposite side with anxiety, and whispered, "Don't do it, okay?"

"Um."

"I, I'll knock on the door first, you stand here, okay?"

Fang Tianzhuo said: "Okay."

He Zheng tidied up the hem of his clothes, looked down at the skirt on his body, suddenly stiffened, and turned to look at Fang Tianzhuo: "It doesn't seem right today... or change it..."

"Squeak-"

The door on the opposite side was pulled open. Noticing the change in Fang Tianzhuo's expression, He Zheng turned around abruptly and gave He Wenchu ​​a big smile: "Brother..."

He Wenchu ​​held the sword and looked at him expressionlessly. He Zheng carefully shrank his stomach and bent over. He wanted to hide his little skirt, but unless there was a sudden crack in the ground, how could he hide it.

He Wenchu ​​squeezed his fingers and said coldly, "Come here."

He Zheng hurriedly stepped up, but Fang Tianzhuo's voice came from behind: "Stop."

He Zheng subconsciously stopped again.

He Wenchu's icy eyes crossed him and collided with Fang Tianzhuo, his eyes suddenly brightened, "Qiang" drew his sword, and jumped up, moving too fast, He Zheng raised his face dully, looking at his brother above his head The corners of the clothes flew, and when they turned around, the two had already fought together.

He panicked: "Listen to me, don't stop fighting, Your Majesty, Xianggong, my brother can't beat you, you let him..."

When He Wenchu ​​was stimulated by the phrase "Xianggong", blue veins appeared on his forehead, Fang Tianzhuo's figure flickered, dodging his sword, the corners of his mouth curved, and his voice leisurely and gentle replied: "I know."

"Brother, don't be so ruthless, don't really hurt him..." The two hit the roof from the ground, and He Zheng ran after him: "Come down, and have something to say, brother, he didn't bully me, the clothes are I want to wear it myself, really, don't be angry bro..."

He Wenchu's eyes flashed a killing intent, the sword was sharper, and every move was stabbed at the fatal place, coldly said: "God emperor, don't think you can be arrogant for long, I will take He Zheng away sooner or later, you will never find it in your life. to him."

Fang Tianzhuo's calm face condensed with sternness, he touched the soft sword at his waist, and said in a dangerous tone, "You dare."

He Wenchu ​​realized that he had met his inverse scale, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly became happy: "Your He Zheng is He Xiangguo's son, this is my brother He Wenchu, he does not belong to you, he does not belong to you. In this world, Fang Tianzhuo, no matter how capable you are, can only be the king and hegemon in this world of feudal dross, once he leaves, you will never see him again in your life."

The soft sword was suddenly pulled out, and Fang Tianzhuo's eyes filled with anger: "Then I will kill you first."

He Wenchu ​​had to deal with the spirit of twelve points, and continued to stab him: "Do you think you can kill me? I, like He Zheng, are only souls, if you kill me, I will still Looking for the next host, and He Zheng will hate you because of this, don't think that he will stay with you obediently in your life."

Fang Tianzhuo's pupils shrank, and the sword body collided quickly. He Zheng was chased and supported by his servants, and followed out of the yard panting: "Your Majesty, don't fight, he can't beat you, brother, stop fighting! I have something to tell you!"