Chapter Eight Hundred and Four: The Legendary Fighting Ring
The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and the wind and snow and the moon are nine heavens.
The crystal palace seems to be ethereal, and I don't know how sad the world is.
In winter, the palace is majestic, quiet and peaceful...... Like a giant beast that is napping, although it seems to be quiet, you never know when it will suddenly show its fangs and choose to eat people!
Look beyond the surface to see the substance.
On the surface, it seems to be majestic and magnificent, but in fact, it is a strong family and a surname.
The surface seems to be quiet and peaceful, but behind it is a bloody rain, swords and swords!
So after returning to Beijing, don't say anything about stepping into the palace compound...... It's always been far away.
One foot into the palace compound? One foot into the ghost gate is almost the same!
I can't afford to provoke it, so I can only afford to hide.
I can't afford to provoke, that's quite unprovoked.
Therefore, half of the yuan babies also stayed away from this place after they became babies...... You have to figure it out, everything has both sides of the positive and negative, and the fox and the fake tiger sometimes will get some small benefits, but if you don't do it, you will be swallowed by the big tiger behind you!
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There seems to be a bit of the vague splendor of last night's fireworks in the cold air...... When the morning sun slowly rises from the east, the tall ring in the wide square in front of the palace is so conspicuous and dazzling!
The ring was several feet high, and at the four corners stood four huge circular pillars that rose from the ground, like four needles that fixed the sea and firmly fixed the whole ring...... The layers are clear, the obstacles are stacked, what you know is a ring, and those who don't know think it is a huge prison cell!
There was a circle of strong soldiers standing around the ring, and a low platform was built next to it, and a large red carpet was laid out on it, on which many large tables and chairs were placed...... As for the circle outside, which had already been crowded by the ordinary people who had been dragged by their children and heard the wind, they were not only talking to each other and making small noises, but also their faces were dancing with their eyebrows and elation...... Last night, everyone just finished watching the lanterns with their families, and today there is a strange thing in the ring...... I have to say that this New Year is really good!
It's good to watch the play, it's good to watch the excitement...... For them, who wins and who loses, or even who goes to the ring to compete, is not the point; the point is to be lively; you can eat melons while selling stupidity!
Suddenly, there was a shout from someone at the outermost, and then the crowd parted like a tide, giving way neatly in the middle...... I saw a Chinese-clothed scribe with a bit of immortal wind and bones walking in from the crowd with a young man in Chinese clothes who had few Taoist bones and no fairy wind...... It's not another one, it's the eight or nine yuan baby Feng Yi Pavilion and Feng Feitian father and son!
Early birds get worms.
Early worms are eaten by birds!
Is it a worm or a bird?
We'll find out in the end!
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I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it...... In the middle of winter, Feng Yiting even held a folding fan in his hand...... But then again, what's wrong with the fairy wind bones? The fairy wind bones are sometimes piled up by big bags and small bags!
Although he was a father and son soldier, Feng Feitian at this time had no intention of fighting; unlike Feng Yiting, who had large and small bags all over his body, he was listless and depressed...... Those who know are here to fight, and those who don't know think they are guillotined!
It's messed up!
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Feng Yiting cranked the folding fan in his hand, first looked up at the tall ring, and then looked back at the listless Feng Feitian, and his brows couldn't help but twist a big pimple...... No one is a fool, when Yu Wulin first came to tell him about the ring and the five players who had been determined, he knew that this matter was not simple, Xiang Zhuang danced the sword, and it was intended for Pei Gong...... The fight in the ring is fake, but the fight is real!
There is no doubt that what Yu Wulin wants to deal with this time is Yueming Tower! So here's the problem...... You have to deal with Yueminglou, why do you have to make the clouds and mountains fog covered, twisting and turning?
Why do you need to pull a few pads?
Knowing his son is not as good as his father, of course he knows what kind of virtue Feng Feitian is, no matter how he thinks about it, Feng Feitian can't be that Pei Gong...... Don't say anything about Pei Gong, Feng Feitian's two brushes can be regarded as a pawn at most!
Don't talk about the ring, he is not qualified to participate in the banquet to entertain Pei Gong!
The clay figure is still a bit earthy, let alone a senior primordial baby! For a moment, he was almost ready to refuse...... You immortals will fight and fight, why do you still pull my son to be a back......rest? Isn't that right? We must grasp the key point in everything, and it is not the key point to succeed or not; the key is to kiss our son!
If it doesn't become a weapon, it's also a son!
I myself can't even bear to give him all those tiger chairs, chili water...... Why should I give it to you as a backdrop!
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People are under the eaves, how can they not bow their heads, Feng Yiting quickly suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart...... Anger is only temporary, and long-term thinking is the eternal theme! This is his helplessness, and this is also the helplessness of all those who stay under other people's roofs!
It depends on the owner to beat the dog...... Yu Wulin is easy to deal with, but the master behind him is too powerful! Especially now that he has a sensitive identity and an embarrassing position, his mother is not close, his uncle does not love him, and he is about to become a marginal person...... If you don't give the Queen Mother and her old man a face this time, I'm afraid that I will have to sit on a cold bench for the rest of my life!
Seriously, it doesn't really matter if you sit on the cold bench, Zhao Kaige, that old guy, has been sitting on the cold bench for several years, and now he is not living a good life? The important thing is that after sitting on the cold bench, he can't take a small advantage!
This is the key.
That's the most important thing!
Hey! It's all your own fault! Who says that you are born with a penchant to take advantage of small advantages?
It's been accounting for decades...... If you don't take advantage of a small advantage, you will feel uncomfortable all over your body, and you will already fall into the root of the disease!
We're all terminally ill!
So he quickly changed his mind and immediately made a decision...... Isn't it just fighting in the ring? Fighting! We must fight! I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf, even if it is to continue to take advantage of it in the future!
Fight! We must fight! If we have the strength, we will naturally fight; if we do not have the strength, we must pretend to be strong and resolutely fight!
It's messed up!
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In fact, all behaviors in the world are not gratuitous; in fact, every subtle action has a very specific goal and purpose! Just like Fengyi Pavilion at this moment...... Now that you've decided to fight in the ring, it's better to be more positive!
The attitude should be correct, and the punch should be timely...... No, it's time to punch in!
So he not only brought his son to the ring today, but he was also the first to come to check in and report!
I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf!
Isn't that right? Everyone is mixed up in the rivers and lakes, and it's not easy, who laughs at whom? Groveling and screaming at the master a few times is actually not the point; the point is to get the meat and bone in the master's hand!
You go your way, I bark my tune.
You drink your northwest wind, and I gnaw my flesh and bones!
There will be no pie in the sky, and naturally there will be no meat and bones......! Barking a few times for a piece of flesh and bones is not an honorable thing, but it is not a shameful thing either...... No!
It's a mess!