The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

At this time, Rong Jialuo's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He was a prince, but he was being bought and sold openly. What did they take him for?

When had he ever suffered such humiliation? Although he knew Ruan Xiaojiu said this to save him, couldn't she tactfully offer other conditions? For example, domineeringly saving him? The word "trade" was so detrimental to his status as a prince!

However, he could only complain a few words in his heart, otherwise if Ruan Xiaojiu and the others did not save him, he would be in trouble.

Ruan Siqi and the others felt a powerful sword energy whistling towards them, and they felt more admiration for the martial arts of this Buddhist leader.

Ruan Xiaojiu didn't hesitate and raised her leg to kick him with the immortal power she had cultivated.

Before Foshil got close, he was kicked away by a powerful force. Although he was not seriously injured, he had indeed underestimated Ruan Xiaojiu's strength.

I just had a quick test that day and didn't fight. Now it seems that I miscalculated.

Fossil drew an arc in the air, bang, hit the wall and slid down.

Although Ruan Xiaojiu only used two levels of his strength in this kick, it has to be said that this Fossil is quite capable.

He didn't vomit blood after being kicked. If he were an ordinary martial artist, he would have vomited blood long ago.

Fu Xiwen was shocked and screamed, "Brother..."

Fu Xizi expected this, but was also worried that his elder brother had been beaten up, so he hurried over and asked, "Brother, how are you?"

Fossil coughed twice, clutched his stomach, and said, "I'm fine. This woman is quite powerful. I, we may not be able to defeat her."

Foshizi helped Foshir up, expressing his approval without saying anything.

Fu Xiwen glared at Ruan Xiaojiu angrily: Can't beat him? Then he won't be able to get his money back?

This realization made him so angry that he had no place to vent his anger. He stood there with his fists clenched tightly, and his knuckles made crackling sounds.

Foshil narrowed his eyes and signaled Foxizi and Foxiwen to attack together.

Coincidentally, both of them looked at him, and the three of them had always had a tacit understanding.

In two breaths, the three of them attacked Ruan Xiaojiu at the same time. Seeing this, Ruan Siqi and Xiao Zeming quickly left the table for fear of being affected, and ran away in an instant.

Although Ye Tingshen reacted a little late, he quickly left his position. The swords of Foshil and the other two had already reached Ruan Xiaojiu.

Ye Ting asked Ruan Siqi in dissatisfaction, "Why are you running?"

"Are you waiting to be affected if you don't run?" Xiao Zeming said.

"Then why didn't you call me when you ran away?"

"How old are you? Do you still need us to call you? Can't you run away by yourself?"

Ye Tingshen didn't respond, but looked at Ruan Siqi, "Don't you like her the most and care about her the most? Didn't you say that you would protect her when you go out? Now that she is surrounded by three people, aren't you worried about her?"

He looked at Xiao Zeming again and said, "Why did you run faster than anyone else when she was in danger?"

Ruan Siqi looked at Ye Tingshen as if he was a fool. She said nothing and continued to watch Ruan Xiaojiu beat up the three Buddhist brothers.

Ye Tingshen was bewildered by Ruan Siqi's look. "What's wrong? Am I wrong?"

"Of course not. The tenet of the Ninth Prince's Mansion is that protecting yourself is protecting the prince. As long as the prince is on the battlefield, we should know the situation and run. To put it bluntly, don't stay where you are and get in the way. The main thing is that we are all holding him back."

Ye Tingshen: "..." It was the first time he heard such a twisted logic.