Chapter 39: Huan Family Shizi now in Jingkou

With the crowd's exclamation, all eyes were concentrated on the west side of the avenue, and I saw Meng Longfu holding a bronze gong, and started the gong in front.
And Liu Yu was dressed in a short dress, and then he walked. He wore a small waistcoat with no front tie, two thick arms exposed outside, and the developed chest muscles were also half open, above the lower abdomen, eight pieces bulged His abdominal muscles are looming as he moves forward.
Liu Yu's whole body, the lines of muscles are so obvious, there is no extra fat, and anyone who sees his body must drink a lot of color and say a hero.
The onlookers on both sides of the avenue applauded, and even the walls of the houses on both sides were full of people. They said repeatedly: "Liu Yu, mighty, take the top spot this year!"
"Liu Yu, took the leader and came to my house to drink."
"Liu Yu, play the majesty of our men in Jingkou, I am very optimistic about you!"
And Liu Yu had a smile on his face, and from time to time he clenched his fists to pay tribute to his fellow villagers on both sides.
Under the big locust tree on the west side of the ring, Sun Wujun nodded with satisfaction: "It's not easy to have this aura, it was almost a personal change when I met it on the mountain."
The surnamed Wang ’s surnamed daughter, Miaoyin ’s Zhu Liqing, with a voice like Konggu Yingying, as the name suggests:
Unexpectedly, this person is so popular in Jingkou, it seems that we have underestimated him.
Ting Yun frowned slightly, revealing a hint of contempt: "It's just a rough name among the villagers in the countryside, Miaoyin, you see, the people here are dirty and smelly, no different from those guinea dogs, I will stay here for a long time, and I will die of stink. "She turned to her maid," Xiaoyun, take two candied dates, I want to block my nostrils. "
Wang Miaoyin smiled slightly: "Sister, don't do this. Not very good."
Ting Yun hooked the corner of his mouth and pointed to Liu Yu who was walking towards the ring: "Look at that Liu Yu, and bare-chested, a ruffian, and the woman in Jingkou actually applauded it frantically. No!"
"So, this is high and low, you know at a glance, you are interested in watching them fight, but I'm not interested at all." Ting Yun's rush to white, a sense of identity superiority emerged spontaneously, and the mood was also All at once improved.
Wang Miaoyin smiled slightly: "Sister, let's go out with my sister today to relax. You have to change somewhere else. You can't see such an interesting thing. Our adults have always taught us to take a little bit of breath and look around. The customs of the people, is n’t that the folk customs? "
Ting Yun hooked the corner of his mouth, his expression slightly slowed: "If you go to the Jingchu Land and watch the dragon boat, it's a bit interesting. It's a thousand times stronger than the villagers in Jingkou fighting like wild bulls here. . "
A cold voice came from the crowd on the side, with a bit of accent from the land of Jing Chu: "Oh, Dragon Boat Festival, has Miss ever heard?"
Ting Yun's face changed slightly, and he turned around to see a 15- to 16-year-old boy in a blue Chinese suit, with skin as white as snow, standing with his hands down, tall and thin, with clean facial features and a gold-rimmed scarf , With a long sword on his waist, mounted in a good sharkskin scabbard, decorated with ruby ​​jade.
He was followed by four or five strong guards like Xiong Le, who kept the other Jingkou people aside for him, and it also set off this person's extraordinary beauty. No need to ask, you know, this must also be a family son, temperament Refined.
Ting Yun's heart fluttered, and this noble boy looked like Yushu was in the wind. Compared with many weak and weak family sons in Jiankang City, he had a bit more heroic spirit, even the legendary Sanlu doctor Qu Yuan , But nothing more.
Tingyun stared at this son for several times before he said: "This, this son, but from Jingchu area?"
The Chinese teenager smiled slightly: "Xiao Ke came from Jingzhou. After hearing this Jingkou liquor for a long time, the soldiers can use it. The May 5th martial arts conference is the best in the world, so I just passed by here today, thinking Just take a look. What Miss said just now can be a little biased. Everywhere in the world has its own customs, there is no distinction of superiority, there is no need to be thick and thin. "
Tingyun's Zhu lips lightly opened: "Dare to ask this son's high surname?"
The young boy in a Chinese dress smiled and looked at a sachet tied around Ting Yun's waist, embroidered with the word "Liu" on it, and smiled slightly: "Dare to ask Miss, but what was the gold shot when Liu Liu was shot?"
Tingyun's complexion changed, and a maidservant around her said loudly: "What a fanatic, my lord's high surname, how do you know?"
The Chinese teenager said calmly: "Because several of you, as well as the sachets of the waist of your young lady, are all the same Liu character, there are not many high surnames of Liu, and now there is only one shot from Liu Shi "At this point, he smiled and said to the wonderful voice on the side," If it is this lady, I can't guess the calendar. After all, there are several Wang's high-level gates, and the youngsters don't dare to guess. "
Wang Miaoyin did n’t seem to care much about this young boy in Chinese clothes, and said indifferently: "This son, you have n’t answered my sister Liu ’s question just now. Guess our surname, but I ’m not willing to report myself. It's rude. "
A sly smile flashed on the face of the boy in the Chinese costume: "Will the two girls guess my surname?"
Liu Tingyun's voice was a little excited: "Dare to ask the son, you have come from Chu, then are you surnamed Yu?"
Huafu teenager smiled and shook his head.
"So, what is Zun Jia's surname?"
"Neither nor neither."
Liu Tingyun took a deep breath: "Does UU read the book www.uukanshu.com son surname Huan?"
Huafu teenager nodded with a smile: "It is the last name Huan!"
Sun Wujun's face slightly changed, and Wang Miaoyin's eyebrows also gently flicked, Liu Tingyun's voice shivered: "Are you, are you really the son of the Huan family?"
The boy in the Chinese costume smiled and said nothing, while the skin around him was slightly dark, and the strong and strong guard said with a deep voice: "It is precisely this is the son of Xuanwu Gong, and the son of Huan Xuanhuan is also!"
Liu Tingyun's body shook slightly: "What, you, are you Hwan Xuanhuan?"
Huan Xuan smiled and gave a salute: "This time I will take over the post of Yixing County Guardian, passing Jiankang, I just want to come to Jingkou first to see the local customs and customs, and then go to the local government department to report it. The two ladies are really lucky. "
Speaking of this, he looked at the silent Wang Miaoyin: "Just dare to ask this Miss Wang family, from which prince's door?"
Liu Tingyun said with a smile: "My girl is Lang Lang ......"
Wang Miaoyin suddenly said: "Pingshui meets, and without the permission of the elders, they dare not easily report themselves to the door. Huanzi, you can see that Sister Liu's door is your eyesight. Sister Liu did not take the initiative to report her family. But The girl did n’t ask for your origins, so you do n’t need to report your ancestry.

"Furthermore, the little girl bluntly said that Huan's family has been out of town in Jingzhou for nearly one child. He has honored himself as uncle, and they all stab Jingzhou. Most of the Jingchu heroes are old men of Huan's family. Interested? "
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