Forty-one, good grandson
I saw Wen Zhuyuan take a step forward, arched his hand at Nong Zhixing, who was waiting for him, and said with a smile on his face: "This old man, I don't know what to call it?"
Nong Zhixing didn't seem to have recovered from the threat of being threatened by Wang Guozhen's red fruit fruit, and now he saw that he was far away from coming up with a good heart, so he looked at him from bottom to top, feeling that these Zhongzhou people who were known as the state of etiquette were too arrogant, even more rude than their barbarians, and the corners of his mouth snorted coldly with disdain: "Hmph!"
Wen Zhuyuan seemed to be unconcerned, arched his hand at him again, and said with a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be Brother Hum, Brother Hum Hello, Brother Hum, Brother Hum, you are early, I have admired the name for a long time, and I am fortunate to be lucky." Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
What is this?
However, the Jianghu people behind Wen Zhuyuan immediately burst into laughter, their conflict with the Nanban has been a long time, because the government adheres to the policy of friendly exchanges between the two countries, and turns a blind eye to what they do, so it makes these Nanban in Dayuan extremely arrogant. Today, when I saw and heard that I was far away, I fought for myself, and I laughed even harder, as if I wanted to laugh out all the depression of the past few years.
Na Nong's face suddenly turned green, and then he knew that he had been tricked by the other party, and suddenly glared at him, and said to him, "What are you?"
Wen Zhuyuan continued to say in a crepe tone: "It's not a thing below, it's a person below, an upright man, the people in the rivers and lakes are called seven times a night, and the honest Xiaolangjun is just below, and his parents give the name of the ancestor and the next ancestor." β
Nong pointed out: "Are you ...... Ancestors?"
Wen Zhuyuan patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hey, good grandson......"
The crowd was in an uproar again: it was so relieved.
Nong Zhixing didn't hear the ambiguity in his words, but just said: "What kind of bullshit Tinker Bell is honest, Lao Tzu has never heard of it." β
Although Wen Zhiyuan was still smiling, the corners of his mouth gradually overflowed with a trace of inadvertent gloom, and said: "No wonder others call you barbarians, but you can't even remember your ancestors...... Ha, it's okay if you haven't heard of it, but I've heard of your name. β
Nong was stunned and said, "Have you heard of me?"
Wen Zhuyuan said: "Of course I have heard of it, our entire people have heard of you, and there are still many rumors about you in our hometown." β
Nong pointed to the line and said, "What rumors?"
Wen Zhuyuan hooked his hand at him.
Nong involuntarily tilted his head over to see what he was going to say about himself.
However, when Nong Zhixing hooked his head over, he only heard a snap, and Wen Zhuyuan suddenly struck out, and an ear scraper slapped him heavily in the face.
When Wen Zhuyuan crossed into this game world, he missed the golden age of martial arts training, and he couldn't practice the supreme true qi in martial arts, although he also practiced some flower boxing and embroidered legs with martial arts instructors when he was in the crew before, but that was the nature of performance was greater than the nature of actual combat, so in the months when Chongdugou followed Bai Xiaosheng to practice swords, Bai Xiaosheng taught him to make up for the acquired nature, so that he could work sword moves and sword speed. Every day, Wen Zhuyuan quickly drew his sword and fenced against the waterfall that poured down from the top of the cliff for thousands of meters, the purpose of which was to train him to use the sword.
There is an old saying in the rivers and lakes that the world's martial arts are only fast and not broken.
Those who can be called masters in the world are better than one word, fast!
At present, the speed of Wen Zhiyuan's shot can already be included in the top of the rivers and lakes, and he still suddenly shot when Nong Zhixing's defensive awareness was the weakest, so he succeeded in one shot.
A bright red palm print immediately appeared on the left side of Nong's finger line.
As soon as he made a move, all four were shocked!
What's going on?!
Lei Qianxiao and Qiu Wanqian didn't see what he meant?!
When the other people in South Vietnam saw the boss being beaten suddenly, they were stunned at first, and then they broke out, fuck, it's unreasonable, you dare to fight if you don't want to die, so draw your knife and rush up to fight with Wen Zhuyuan.
And the Jianghu people led by Qiu Wanqian and the third-class officials led by Lei Qianxiao are not vegetarians, of course they are not allowed, so they draw their swords and face them: how is it?!
What else?
After Wen Zhuyuan finished fighting, he smiled at Nong Zhixing like he was nothing, stretched his palm forward, stuck out his tongue and smiled: "Oh, hum brother, you look at the big mosquito!"
In the winter, there are hairy mosquitoes!
One of them, a Nanban long knife named Beckji, stopped when he heard it, and shouted, "What mosquito? You are obviously attacking our boss." β
Wen Zhu Yuanxin said that Lao Tzu beat your boss, but he pouted at Beckji and said loudly: "Hey, boy, I'm talking to your boss now, what do you mean by dancing a knife and a gun at me? Do you think you are more powerful than your boss? Do you think that your boss can't avoid my ear scraper, you can dodge? I said do you still have a sense of public morality, do you still have your boss in your eyes?"
Speaking of this, he suddenly looked like he suddenly realized: Oh-
The Jianghu people and the servants behind him also smiled together and looked understanding, and said to Beckji: Oh -
Wen stopped and said: "Oh, I see, are you the wall down and everyone pushes and beats the water dogs, and wants to take advantage of your boss's appearance and ugliness to push your boss off the horse, and you want to usurp the throne and become the boss?" Hey, did your godfather teach you to be the boss for one day and the boss for life...... Did your godmother teach you? It seems that I am going to teach you a good lesson for your boss, a guy who is neither big nor small?"
Upon hearing this, Beckjee took a step back.
- What's the matter?!
I saw him with a long knife to his chest, ready to defend.
Wen Zhuyuan said fiercely on his face, and approached Beckji step by step.
Beckjee was actually forced to retreat again and again by his momentum.
Just when Beckji couldn't help but want to make a move, he saw Wen Zhuyuan make the first move, only to hear a snap, and another ear scraper slapped Nong Zhixing's face.
You read that right, he did hit Nong.
But this time it was on the right side of the face.
It is symmetrical with the palm print on the left side of the face.
It looks like a tattoo -- oh no, it's a tattoo of the face.
Nong Zhixing was stunned, and glared fiercely at Wen Zhuyuan.
- Aren't you going to teach me a good lesson about this disrespectful boss trying to usurp the throne?
He wanted to fight back immediately, but Lei Qianxiao and Qiu Wanqian, who had been watching the movement on the field for a long time, would not give him a chance to make a move. At this moment, the two of them, the top masters of black and white, are like two nails, nailing themselves to death, as long as they move slightly, it is estimated that their fists will be beaten down before they can hit Wen Zhiyuan's face.
-- What the is this world? The people of Zhongzhou are liars.
Lei Qianxiao has always been bold, and when he saw Nong Zhixing being teased at this moment, he immediately looked up to the sky and laughed recklessly.
It's a animalβbut it's to my liking.