Fu Yunyi glanced at his longing lightly. Yes, this counterattack is fast enough

Smiling with longing is all about learning to kiss from your big cousin. This kind of thing can be dyed.
A Dai sighed when he saw the appearance. "Have you considered the feelings of Sangong in this way?"
……
It’s amazing to see this scene. He just turned his head and then unfortunately caught a glimpse of it. It’s also unlucky to remind him that he is depressed and always fighting hard here. Are you kissing me and I show love?
He couldn’t wait to be blind
But when the picture entered the eyes, it entered the heart. He couldn’t be indifferent and couldn’t fly over to scold two people. So several people were fighting with him, which made Zheng Changgong feel sad. He had already been replaced by Qi Zhong and Qin Yong, and they were not polite. A sword, a whip, a sword, a flash of light, set off a cold wind and a whip, and it was deafening to hit the ground.
But all this failed to force the magic sword. He still never forced it, and he was able to fight back with ease. He gave them some noodles and smashed them into slag without making moves. Later, he caught a glimpse of the anger behind the scenes and couldn’t control it.
Whoosh! When Gu Jian was drawn, the dazzling and threatening light flashed and blinded everyone’s eyes. He made a sword flower stadium at random, and it plummeted by more than ten degrees. With the cold sword wind, he felt that he was frozen.
Farther away, the audience quickly wrapped their coats and secretly guessed what this was. How did they feel that the dark breath of the Hero was being released?
Jizhong and Qin Yong were suddenly under great pressure. They took a look at a left and a right attack. At this moment, Zheng Changgong returned to absolute being and never gave up. Only Zheng Changyuan was still watching and didn’t make moves.
Zheng Changgong anxiously urged "Big Brother, what are you waiting for?"
What morality can you tell him when his sword has been drawn?
Zheng Changyuan still didn’t move. At least he is also the head of Xuanwu Gate. Now he is a group of heads who join hands with others to hit a younger generation who is dozens of years younger than himself. He can’t pull that face.
Even if he loses in the end, he hopes he can lose with some grace.
Qin Yong and Qi Zhong didn’t urge them to play hard and concentrate, and their faces were very serious, as if they were treating a great thing. No matter how serious they are, they are not magical swords.
Especially when he suppressed the fire, the original fight was fairly mild. Gu Jian made a magic like a dark god possessed him. Every sword was cold and full of ShaQi.
The more dignified Qin Yong and Qi Zhong were in the Vietnam War, it seems that they retired today.
It’s cheaper to fight like this. You spectators are all staring at each other. It’s a horror, a worship, a shock and a thrill. You’re not dreaming of martial arts, are you? You’re not watching a blockbuster, are you?
Section 437
Ah, ah, it’s really alive in front of you!
It’s not a performance, it’s not a competition, there’s no special effects, there’s no rehearsal in advance, so it’s a real knife and a real gun, and my heart is stirring and my blood is boiling, which ignites the martial arts dream of silence
Who didn’t fantasize that he was a chivalrous man walking the rivers and lakes and upholding justice when he was young? Scattering beans to make a soldier, turning the stone into gold, killing one person in ten steps, leaving no name, but that is all a fantasy after all. There will be a plot in the school, and no one can do it. However, now they can see it alive.
If you are not excited?
Warm but a little nervous, holding Fu Yunyi’s hand and worrying, I asked, "Magic won’t be too hard on both of them, will it?"
Fu Yunyi appeased, "No, you will know from his attitude towards them that he was merciless to Zheng Changgong, so he hit him in the face. He can be aligned with Zhong and Qin Yong, and his hand is relatively mild. It took them dozens of strokes to get out of the sword and not hit them too embarrassed. Since he has such considerations, he won’t do too much. You can rest assured."
Warm nai smiled. "How can I rest assured that something is wrong with his temper? I don’t know who has provoked him again. I’m really afraid of him … Zheng Guren I don’t care if Qi Zhong and Qin Yong teach them a lesson. I can accept it even if they are ashamed, but I still don’t want him to hurt them. After all, one of them is the eyebrow chanting master and the other is Qin Zhiqiu’s father."
I took the words with longing and patted her hand. "Don’t worry, Warm Son, I woke up my third brother in advance. Of course, he also knows that you know JiNianMei and Qin Zhiqiu."
"Well, I hope so."
Warm can’t hope too much, mainly for fear of disappointment. Staring at every move, I secretly pray that this bear child shouldn’t be a jerk and teach a lesson, but if he hurts someone, he will …
When I was praying, I listened. When I shouted, Zheng Changgong stumbled out and the broadsword fell to the ground. He held his right wrist tightly and saw blood there.
-digression–
I’ll send so many more at noon on Tuesday.
☆, 2 more send shock field 2
Seeing this warm scene, Fu Yunyi almost jumped up, holding her hand with longing. "Don’t be nervous, Warm Son" and "Warm Son, don’t worry, it’s Zheng Changgong, he deserves it."
Warmth calms his emotions or is a little uneasy. "This won’t break the law, will it? Intentional wounding will also be sentenced. If the Zheng family sues the court for magic, it is irrefutable evidence that there is no reason to be blind. "
"Warm son won’t. It’s agreed to pay for the injury before the fight. It’s a Jianghu rule. Zheng Changgong won’t be ashamed to this extent. You can rest assured."
"Yes, cousin Wener is right. The law can’t control the Jianghu."
"Well …"
It’s really worrying to feel warm and magical. She originally taught them a few lessons, that is, when they hit their faces and learn from each other, they want their hands to be in the dark. For example, he can do it if he doesn’t hurt his wrists, but he is still bleeding and it’s shocking to watch. Who can’t know that?
What will others think?
Looking around warmly, I found that most of the people had already lost their expressions and stared at the field stupidly. They had strong psychological quality and swallowed their saliva desperately. Very few wonderful people exclaimed, "Emma is too handsome to make a sword, but if she doesn’t make it, she will see blood."
Warm rubbed his forehead and saw that someone had carried Zheng Changgong in a panic and bandaged his wrist nervously, but his eyes were cracked. It was not pain but hate. "Eldest brother, you have to avenge me. He ruined me and ruined me …"