At the moment when Situ Gongzi came, the heart of the peony girl was already dead.

Of course, the peony girl is a strong and strong woman, even if she has the will to die, she will not give up her life easily.

It's just that even if he doesn't die for a while, he is about to die of disgust! In front of him, he is clearly an ugly monster, a toad, still pretending to be self-conscious, it is really disgusting and the dead are not worth his life! The peony girl has a blue heart, and she knows that this person is not a good thing at the first glance when she sees him, and the peony girl really can't figure out how there can be a person like him in the world, and she says that this wolf-hearted, dog-lunged, pig-dog, and inferior thing still has the face to live.

Miss Peony is not too much to say, this person is black-hearted and rotten, from the inside to the outside, there is no merit at all. It is said that the appearance is born from the heart, so it is only said that the appearance is good. The face was white, miserable and white, without a trace of blood! The lips were red, black-red, swollen, like a pig's mouth! The eyebrows were like green mountains, half collapsed, the eyes were like spring water, flowing into the mire, the dark circles and broom eyebrows were not to be said, and there was an eagle hook nose, hey!

Two words, vulgar!

The peony girl said in her heart that this kind of person would not let alone marry him, and it would be a great insult to give him a look! The peony girl's silver teeth were crushed, and the peony girl was furious, and the peony girl was eager to immediately take out a knife and stab him with a thousand knives to stab him into a hornet's nest! But the Vermilion Bird Divine Knife was not on her body, and she wanted to do it and tie it up, and the Peony girl was also powerless, so she had to watch helplessly.

I just don't speak, I think it's a struggle!

Why, why, why is this! Where are there heroes who save beauty? Where are there any match made in heaven! Those are all deceitful and deceitful! The peony girl thinks like this, the peony girl wants to cry without tears, and for the first time in her life, the peony girl feels very weak and pitiful, and for the first time she feels a little hopeless. This is fate, I can't fight! The peony girl thought to herself, she can't fight if she can't fight, even if she is like a chivalrous peony girl! Is it, isn't there a person, a person, the person who often appears in dreams, riding a white horse and driving colorful clouds, just like that, from the sky?

That's Prince Charming, no, that's the Peony girl, damn it!

Prince Charming is hard to find, and the true son of heaven is even more unique, and he sees him at a glance in the vast sea of people, that is him! It is him! It is a coincidence among coincidences, it is absolutely impossible, and the peony girl does not believe it. But a hundred years of love and love, a thousand miles of marriage, the most amazing thing about fate is that it is unknown. Unknown, that is, there are infinite possibilities, the peony girl didn't know that her true destiny had appeared and was in the audience, and her eyes were stunned to see that she was coming-

And also wondering, why is that?

Why did she cry? Why did she cry before she cried? Why did she cry?

It's really, weirdly pitiful.

One of them smiled and pointed at the fan gently: "If the two of you are afraid, you might as well join forces and come together." It was noon when he spoke, and Situ Gongzi was standing upright on the stage with the red sun and white clothes fluttering on his head, and in the middle, he was as idle as a white cloud in the sky. But seeing that he described his arrogant behavior as frivolous, Guo Yang and the others both sneered in return, and their faces were generally disdainful. The two of them didn't know him in the first place, and they weren't afraid, Yang Chengzu stepped forward first, holding the gun in his right hand, and the body of the gun pointed obliquely at the tip of the gun to the ground: "Come on." ”

People don't talk nonsense, they can't do anything, and they are generally not polite to him. Situ Gongzi sighed and slowly pulled out his long sword: "One by one, one by one, I am not in a hurry, I am only afraid-" As he spoke, he turned his head, and his eyebrows flew with affection: "The beauty is strange!" The peony girl unfortunately glimpsed it at a glance, and her stomach was churning at the moment, and she almost vomited with a retching sound! Yang Chengzu was also speechless when he saw this, and only sighed: "Come!"

"Wait!" said one of them.

It was Chen Ping, Chen Qian still had something to say, he couldn't sit up from his precarious position, and his face was expressionless: "Brother Situ, I won't stop you in the competition, first set up a life and death document." Situ Wenwu glanced at it, shook his head and smiled: "It's not necessary to do this much." Chen Ping was unmoved: "This is the rule, I can't help you." Situ Wenwu snorted and pointed with a fan: "He can't help me, and I don't want to kill him, so why do you want to talk about life and death? ”

"This official, you will let him!" Yang Chengzu became more and more angry, and laughed angrily: "If he talks nonsense, I will play tricks with him!" Chen Ping breathed a sigh of light breath and stood up: "The state has national laws, and the family has family rules, Chen Ping repeatedly, this is the rule!" Yang Chengzu was extremely impatient, but he couldn't, so he had to stand in place with a calm face. Situ Wenwu didn't bother to care, so he finally stepped forward lightly, lit the inkstone, and signed the pledge.

"Please-" Yang Chengzu held the gun with one arm, and the tip of the gun was pointed in a straight line.

"Good!" "Good gun!" "Good kung fu!" The iron gun grew up and was heavy, and it was obvious that the arm strength was extraordinary. Situ Wenwu sword held his right hand and pointed with his left hand folding fan: "One, two, three, three moves, you go first." Yang Chengzu was puzzled, but he was extremely disgusted with the pretentious villain in front of him, and he was not polite at the moment, so he only shook one arm: "Look at the gun!"

I only heard a dull sound of "buzzing", and then watched the big gun Hua Qier explode, and one shot went straight to the middle, and even covered his chest and abdomen, which can be said to be swift and fierce! Situ Wenwu retreated, three steps back, and did not block. It is said to be light, but seeing that his figure is fluttering and his footwork is not chaotic, Yang Chengzu also knows that he is not easy to with, and at the moment the spear is close to the left, and he sweeps with a progressive backhand, and suddenly the sound of whining and breaking through the air is a sweep of thousands of troops!

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, the sharpness of the blade, and the primate of the stick. Yang Chengzu is proficient in marksmanship and is well versed in this way, and this style of "sweeping away thousands of troops" is half an attack and half a temptation, and it only depends on how he responds, and he also has spare strength. But unexpectedly, he didn't wait for the gun to take three steps back, only retreated, and there was no trick. It's just that he has retreated to the side of the stage, and he sees that there is no way to retreat.

The spear whined, and Yang Chengzu was slightly stunned. It is also without thinking, still only one arm with two feet in a chain of steps, when the body turns around, take advantage of the situation and sweep again! This style is extremely familiar, still sweeping thousands of troops, this sweep borrowed the front force and its momentum is more fierce and faster, woo - stop the waist sweep, there is no way to retreat, Situ Wenwu will fly up with both feet, fluttering lightly in the air. The gun failed again, but Yang Chengzu was happy!

The man is in mid-air, the sword is not far away, and seeing that he has no choice but to block, will he not seek his own death! It is a long story, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Chengzu's gun is put back and he steps forward, and he swept away thousands of troops with his arms and turned around! It is not limited to one style, this is the best choice at this time, not to provoke thorns, it is to use force to break through the skillful destruction of withering and decaying! However, as soon as the spear came out, I saw that he had already stretched out his arms, fan, and volleyed a little farther away.

"Beware of poisonous needles!" suddenly shouted, crisp and high-pitched!

"Poisonous needle!" Yang Chengzu's heart was terrified, and before he could turn his mind, the left rib was already slightly cold: "Hit!"

"Ahh Yang Chengzu snorted heavily and was about to speak, Guo Zishen had already stepped forward to support him, and glared angrily: "Dark arrows hurt people, shameless people!"

"Hey!" the peony girl sighed, and said in vain that this person was dead. Situ Gongzi was laughing, and tapped the folding fan again: "As soon as the golden needle comes out, the silver sword will come, come on, come on, it's up to you." "The golden needle and silver sword are Situ Wenwu's nicknames, but this time it is Guo Zishen. Guo Zishen ignored it, and said with concern: "What?" Yang Chengzu let out a sigh of relief, and said hatefully: "You can watch, I will fight him again!"

"How can you still fight?" Situ Wenwu sighed, his face was surprised: "Your subordinates are defeated, how can you still fight?" Yang Chengzu stepped forward angrily, and clenched his iron gun: "Who lost to you again, you villain, villain!" Situ Wenwu sneered, and suddenly changed his face: "The needle is not poisonous, I have spared your life, take your ribs, I will spare your life, you will spare your life, you will not insult me, I don't care about sparing your life, let me ask you, how many lives do you have to spare?"

"You!" Yang Chengzu was angry, but it was difficult to refute, and his face was purple for a while, and he was sullen for a while! Yang Chengzu slowly stepped back and said softly: "Be more careful, pay attention to the flying needle." Guo Zishen didn't say much, wiped his hands on his waist, and then held the double thorns in his palms: "Please advise." ”

It is a pair of odd-shaped blades, as long as a ruler, thin and round like a cone, with two pointed ends, each with a ring set on the middle finger. This is a point steel moth eyebrow thorn, stainless steel mixed with white iron, making it unpredictable, delicate moves. But seeing his calm demeanor and clear eyes, Situ Wenwu didn't dare to be careless, and he was not polite, and a clear roar The long sword was out: "Broken!" The long sword was flattened, but it was a steel thorn in his right hand, and if he wanted to capture the lion and tiger, he would go to the minions first, and break it with a sword!

The sword is also made of hundreds of practices, the silver shining is the handle is a sheath, and the blade of the sword is cold and cold. Guo Zi knew that his long sword was sharp, and he did not block or dodge with a thorn, but only flipped his right wrist to reverse the sword, stabbed his left and took out his right rib. Situ Wenwu withdrew his sword and cut it back, and changed to cut the left stab. Guo Zishen's left stab was only half a style, and he attacked it in a wrong step, and his right stab took his left shoulder. Situ Wenwu flipped the long sword and sharpened the right stab, one sword against two stabs, and only lowered the folding fan.

A few tricks passed in a moment, but it was only a temptation. Both of them are fast and fast, their bodies are light and agile, and their swords and stabs do not intersect. This fight is different from the past, and it looks plain, but in fact, it is dangerous everywhere in the short hand, and one careless victory or defeat is divided, or life and death are decided! Most of the people in the audience do not know the depths, and when they see the two of them wearing flowers and butterflies, they will be caught up as soon as they touch it, and they will be disappointed and will not be disappointed, and they will cheer loudly and cheering! In fact, Guo Zishen's real taboo is still the flying needle in the fan, and he will be careful when he does not come out, and he will also attack without being impatient and guarding the door strictly. In the blink of an eye, it was more than a dozen times, and Situ Wenwu also knew that he couldn't take it for a while, and finally raised his left hand when the sword fell short, and lightly clicked: "Look at the needle!"

Before the words fell, the thorns flew over, but when I saw a palm facing each other with the palm of my hand, the steel thorns were already whirring and spinning as fast as a running wheel, and like an iron flower blooming suddenly in the palm of my hand! The rivers and lakes are sinister, and it is common for hidden arrows to hurt people, and Guo Zishen has his own way to deal with it, and he has been prepared for a long time. When facing the enemy, it is indeed difficult to detect and prevent it, but it is impossible to find the way to cut it off, and it can be turned away if it is not visible.

Thorn flower vs. golden needle, who wins, who loses?

"Interesting! Interesting! Some of them looked!" the crowd shouted and cheered!

But this needle is empty, empty and powerful, and there is no needle.

Situ Wenwu lightly fanned, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I see, haha!

Guo Zishen put away the thorn flower in his hand, and shook the steel thorn in his hand: "Virtual, real, and it's not much, you just care-"

Suddenly, the golden light flashed in front of him, extremely fine and very fine-

Suddenly, the left arm shook and the thorn flower reopened, only to hear a soft sound of "ding", which was generally very fine and very small, and it was almost difficult to distinguish.

A stitch has been out, missing.

"Hmph!" Situ Wenwu's face sank, and he immediately swung his sword to attack, holding a fan in his left hand to serve. Guo Zishen greeted him with a steel spike in his right hand, his left wrist trembled slightly, and the steel thorn was convenient for the palm to whirl and rotate endlessly, and there was no chaos in attacking and defending. In the end, he was single-minded and dual-purpose, preventing the golden needle, and he didn't want to cut him to the steel thorns, so he fell behind when he avoided it. A fan of twenty-six bones, the golden needle comes and goes, and the golden light flashes from time to time, and the thorn is also perceived. In the blink of an eye, Situ Wenwu's offensive became more and more sick, Guo Zi dodged a few stitches to block a few stitches, and he was already only defending and not attacking!

"Needle!" "Ouch!" "Ahhh

This is the ring, and the people in the audience are all people, and he is worthy of it, but everyone is screaming and screaming in a miserable manner, and I don't know how many people have been hit by the needle! Some people are holding their heads and screaming, some people are stroking their chests and wailing, some people are leaning down and hurriedly dodging, and many more people turn around and pull out their feet and flee! They can't escape, and there are people in all directions, and in an instant there is a great chaos, and there are countless stumbles and falls! For a while, the cries shook the sky and screamed again and again, and the trampling and squeezing injuries were innumerable.

People are ruthless, needles are unwanted, and in the end they will cause a big mess and harm the innocent!

"Stop!" Guo Zishen sighed!

"Stop!" Yang Chengzu shouted!

"Situ Wenwu!" Chen Ping stood up, and the waist knife was out!

"Not good! Not good!" the elders got up one after another to dodge, and some of them had already gotten under the table.

Everyone moved, only three didn't.

Mr. Niu sat on the chair, his face like sinking water.

The peony girl closed her eyes, her face was like frost, and her red lips were as bright as fire, decisively!

I still didn't find the one in the audience, he.

He only did not move, he did not move, from the moment he stood firm, from the moment he stood still.

It is like a stubborn stone, falling to the ground.

He is ordinary, and he is also inconspicuous, but he stands upright, the wind does not move, and the waves cannot move, so he slowly appears under the turbid waves in the vast sea of people, which finally makes him a little different.

Larger than life.