The shade of the trees is wide, but it does not look gloomy, and the dry wind passing through such a bamboo forest cannot help but bring a touch of freshness and dampness.

Listening to the series of 'I' in Zuimo's mouth, I couldn't help but be a little stunned, I really didn't give me a chance to speak at all, I was born in a beggar gang, and I used a snake stick instead of a wine stick, but I expected it a long time ago, although this martial arts is good, but compared to high-level martial arts, it is a little less sharp and change, although it is also very good in the hands of Zui Mo, but after all, it is only a simplified version, but what does this big brother mean?

At first, I thought that Zuimmo was just joking, after all, he also called Sister Lan'er, but now let him say it like this, although the series of words sound very complicated, and even a little verbose, but there is a trace of seriousness in it that I can't ignore, and it doesn't look like a joke.

"Luo Qianchen, Tang Gate." "It's not that the disciples of the Tang Sect are weak, the Tang Sect is different from other sects, and those who can go to the Tang Family Fort are just unwilling to come down."

Hearing that they all introduced themselves, they obviously recognized me, although they didn't feel how honored, but out of courtesy, they still introduced themselves in the same way, and when they said that the disciples of the Tang Sect were weak, they couldn't help but open their mouths to explain, and after explaining, their eyes fell on the drunken ink who was staring at the big black eyes, and couldn't help but flash funny, and said again: "What other moves can be used, after all, we are still sparring, aren't we, and I also want to see what strength I have as a fan of Yun Feiyun." ”

After hearing my words, Zuimi Mo blushed as if he thought of something, but when he heard me mention Yun Feiyun, the light eyebrows on his round face suddenly tightened, as if he wanted to explain something, and after a while, when the red on his face gradually dissipated, he said in a hard voice: "I have lost the competition just now, this trick is not from the snake stick, it is my own creation, and Yun Feiyun is my idol, yes, but don't use this to be sarcastic." ”

At the same time as Zui Mo's words came out, Qing Lingzi and Da Tangerine, who were standing on the side, suddenly flashed strange on their faces and wanted to say something, but when Zui Mo finished speaking, he tacitly did not speak, seeing this, his eyes couldn't help flashing, and he was a little curious about the moves that Zui Mo said, and at the same time, he spoke lightly again: "I'm curious about your self-created moves, but Yun Feiyun is your idol, not mine, and in my opinion, he is just an opponent who can learn from him."

"Goo-goo-goo"

The red color on the drunken ink in front of him had just faded inexplicably, and it seemed that the words I mentioned Yun Feiyun stimulated him, so he picked up the wine gourd in his hand and poured it directly, and the scattered wine gradually sprinkled on the shirt and wet a large piece, looking a little embarrassed.

Seeing Drunken Mo like this, Qing Lingzi and Big Tangerine suddenly fixed their eyes in a tacit understanding, as if they were expecting something, and they noticed that something was wrong, and they were surprised in their hearts and saw Drunken Ink's bulging cheeks at the same time, and their eyes couldn't help jumping, "Huh?!" ”

"Click!"

The soles of your feet stomp heavily on the ground, get up lightly! Spin around! Cup Bow Shadow!

Two purple-black figures popped out from the left and right sides of the place where I was standing first, and Drunken Mo, who had already filled his mouth with wine with a flushed face, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and his big black round eyes stared at him.

"If you're talking about the wine in your mouth, I don't think you need to squirt it."

Looking at Zuimmo's stunned appearance, the body that had appeared behind Zuimmo and just wanted to make a move couldn't help but pause, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and said it softly, and at the same time, he directly hung the retracted afterimage on Zuimmo's shoulder, and the dagger body that was nearly a foot long also crossed Zuimo's neck, and the blade body wiped his face and wiped out a shallow blood stain.

"Haha, dead drunk, let's eat deflated!"

"Heh, it's called Hanako, I knew that your move had no effect on our flexible external players!"

Qing Lingzi, who was standing aside when he saw this scene, suddenly burst out laughing, and the big orange was not idle, and he directly exposed the self-created moves of Drunken Mo.

"Sure enough" Hearing the words of Qing Lingzi and Big Orange, his eyes couldn't help flashing, he saw the strange looks of the two of them and the deliberate attitude of Drunken Ink, plus Drunken Ink is a scoundrel-like shot, the six senses of the Seven Absolute Liuhe Sutra noticed the fluctuation of the internal strength of Drunken Ink's body, and directly used the cup bow shadow in advance, "Such a scoundrel way can only be created by a scoundrel like Drunken Ink" And thinking of the previous Qing Lingzi and Big Orange were not angry and weird, they couldn't help but be a little funny, obviously they were rectified by Drunken Ink like this.

"Poof!!"

"Big brother!"

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Bang! Sizzle"

After a few crisp sounds, a muffled sound suddenly mixed in, followed by a light hissing of inhalation.

The corners of Qing Lingzi's lips couldn't help but bend when he saw Qing Lingzi covering his hand again and signaling to stop, although he had never seen Yun Feiyun's drunken stick, but he still wasn't weak when he saw the simplified version of the spirit snake stick of drunken ink, although he used mid-level martial arts, but Qing Lingzi's Wudang Qingfeng Sword always had a feeling of powerlessness in the face of the drunken ink spirit snake stick, and if he sold a flaw, he would be caught by drunken ink and then directly hit it with a wooden stick.

Qing Lingzi covered his hand to stop, and then turned his gaze to the big orange lying on the grass, I don't know if it was intentional, after being sprayed on the body by drunken ink at noon, the big orange actually had a trace of drunkenness, and even had a tendency to get drunk deeper and deeper, and drunk ink simply pulled us into the bamboo tree clearing and chose a no-man's corner to start the discussion, unwilling to find me again to play a few drunken ink finally gave up and turned the target to Qing Lingzi and the big orange, the big orange because he couldn't beat the drunken ink, and was sprayed with wine, Symbolically hit twice and ran to the grass to pretend to fall asleep, and the bitter Qing Lingzi became the object of drunken ink venting, and when the drunken ink was tired and wanted to rest, the wilted Qing Lingzi suddenly came to the spirit, and pulled me to learn, as if he knew that I would not be ruthless, and the Qingfeng sword in one hand was more refreshing than when he fought with drunken ink, and completely regarded me as a sparring partner, and after discovering this, he directly increased the strength of his hand, although Qing Lingzi suffered a lot, but he seemed to be more energetic, There is a feeling that Senior Sister Yu and Tang Shaofei abused me at the beginning, but I have always been unconvinced.

Touched the big orange lying on the grass beside me and pretending to be dead, and the lazy appearance of pretending to be dead looked vivid because of the redness of the drunken ink spray wine, it can be seen that he didn't react, and he couldn't help but bring strength under his feet, and kicked out directly, "Get up, it's your turn." ”

"Huh? Eldest brother! It's your turn, okay, good. ”

Hearing my voice, the big orange lying on the grass with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and then began to speak.

"Heh" The big orange is not drunk after seeing Qing Lingzi and me, every time he can dance the sword of Luoying vividly, and when it comes to drunken ink, he always pretends to be drunk, whenever drunken ink wants to speak, the big orange points to his red face so that drunken ink can't speak, his thoughts turned to the corner of his lips flashed with a smile and he opened his mouth and chuckled: "It's time for you to fight Momo." (To be continued.) )