Vol 2 Chapter 172: Fire brigade

"Little Eagle King" Zhan Yu, Lu Xiuting, and Lu Xiuqian were surrounded by people from Wushuangbao. The ordinary people escaped, but the martial arts figures who came to participate in the contest were very happy.
The center of the street was surrounded by the tall horses of Wushuangbao, but the shops and restaurants around it were already full of crowds watching the scene, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Ah, it's Wushuangbao, Mata Mu'an City. I'm afraid that there were no fewer than ten people stepping on the way? Sure enough it was arrogant ..."
"This is Wei Xiaotian's face in public, so shameless ..."
"The one who is surrounded is also a fierce horn. The two little girls are from Dongxiangu. Look at the two innate opponents in the distance. One is the person from Dongxiangu and the other is the car from Wushuangbao. Huanzhi ... Oh, he was so fierce that he could lose his life at any time ... "
At this time, when the boy in white in the street was reporting that his son was the "Eagle King", there was a loud noise all around.
"Wushuangbao kicked the iron plate ..."
"Wushuangbao vs. Twelve Flying Eagles. This is a pretty show ..."
The martial arts people on the roof of the surrounding room commented on the competition off the court without any worries, and the noise was loud.
Zong Xuan and Luo Jingli stood leisurely on the roof of a second-floor building. There were only two of them around. No one dared to come to the top of the building, because there were a few martial artists who were good at first. Luo Jingli, who had a cold face with a long sword, broke off his hands and ankles and lost them.
"Xiaoying Wang Zhanyu? Hehe, but it's just a flamboyant gimmick. For two chicks. I got myself into such a situation. I don't know what to do ..." Zong Xuan said coldly.
"If it's you ... what to do?" Luo Jing asked coldly without turning his head away.
"If it was me?" Zong Xuan said with a smile: "Of course this is the case, it is best to say a few words of righteousness, Ling Ran, to arouse the feelings of fellow enemies in the martial arts all around, even if you really lose, you can't die ... … He was so arrogant that Che Huanfei didn't dare to kill Zhan Yu ... "
"Since you can do this, do you still laugh at him?"
Zong Xuan smiled a little. Faintly said, "I want fame now, good fame, righteous fame. Heroes save the beauty? Alas, too vulgar, good enough, but not righteous Ling Ran. If I take a shot, I must first fight with jealousy. Become a rescue for justice.
It would be better for the two girls to die on the spot, and then I sorrowed and blamed Wushuangbao, fighting with them. It's best to have a injury on your body that looks a little bit stronger. It's a rare result to play a hero of sadness. Even if I fail, the world will leave the impression that I am not afraid of power and only recognize axioms. Unfortunately, this Wushuangbao madness is crazy enough, that is, Zhan Yu is a bit naive, even just for friends, for beauty ... it's a shame. "
Luo Jingli snorted and said, "So, do you want to get ready?"
"It's too early." Zong Xuan put the fan in his hand and smiled lightly: "It's just a personal grudge now, it's just a dispute between the two parties for women. When Wu Shuangbao is a little more arrogant and arouses public anger, Think about whether to take a shot ... "
Opposite Zong Xuan and Luo Jingli, a two-story teahouse.
"Master, the kid who is surrounded is the" King of the Eagle "you want to play ..."
A young man under the age of twenty, who looked like a servant, came back from the window and yelled.
And the object he was going to sue was a young swordsman with a sword-browed face, a look of British spirit, and a face like a crown jade. The young swordsman took a sip of tea, and placed the sword that was being wiped in his hand on his leg, saying gently: "Zhan Yu? Huh, it's really disappointing. I thought this eagle king's beloved would make me a bit hands-on, at least I can fight more than ten strokes. Today, hey, it ’s better to be known than to meet. It ’s really disappointing. ... "
The voice of the youth fell to the ground, a soft voice like a spring breeze sounded from his side, "Oh? 'Little Hawk King' Zhan Yu can't get into the eyes of Dao Zong's brother. It seems that there is really no one in the world that can stand up with his son. Are the young talents right? What about Shao Yin Jian Bei Mingyu Zhuo, in the eyes of Brother Daozong? "
It turned out that the young man who wiped the sword turned out to be Li Daozong, the "Little Sword God" of "Yi Jian Shan Zhuang", the only son of "Sword Master" Li Muru, and the nephew of "The First Sword in the World" Li Muchan.
The person who spoke was an elegant and graceful woman who looked like an ordinary Luoshen. She was dressed in a light gauze palace, showing her graceful appearance and covering her face with a veil, but the hibiscus face was looming, as if the layer of veil was not for people. I can't see my face, but just to make my heart more tempted, to seduce people intolerable, and to tear it off.
This beauty looks fresh and elegant, quiet and dignified, but nowhere is she trying to show her most attractive capital.
Sexy but not fascinating, it is memorable at first sight, goodbye, love at last sight ...
"Xun Xianzi just met Bei Mingyuzhuo, and she had a conclusion in her mind, but why test me at this time?" Li Daozong picked up the sword again and wiped it slowly, sneered: "This time, Wei Xiaotian is full of face. Even the descendants of 'Feng Yige' have been attracted. If this matter is spread out, I don't know what the Nantianyilong who is seeking for the name will be happy ... "
Fengyi Pavilion, one of the world's two most peerless martial arts, has finally been passed on to the rivers and lakes. The news spread, and its influence is definitely no less than the rise of the magic gate.
"We Xiaotian He Dehe is worthy of my attention in Fengyi Pavilion. The owner just wanted to know the origin of the" Wuji Xiandan ". But the most important thing is to hear that the magic gate is in the wind and rain in Lost Eight County. Zun Xiaoli came to investigate. "
Li Daozong suddenly smiled mysteriously, and said, "Is it just for the magic gate?" Then he stopped his movements, and stared deeply into the eyes of the fairy Xian, smiling: "I heard that this time it was more than just the magic gate. The Kunwu faction, which was destroyed a hundred years ago, also showed signs. At the same time, Ji Guanglan was also here, and he was tangled with this matter ... Didn't the old lady want to act?
Li Daozong then glanced out the window again, "The fruitful place here is the little eagle king Zhan Yu. I'm afraid the fairy will not miss it, right?"
Wu Xianzi chuckled. Yingying got up. Slowly walking towards the window, a scent of fragrance overflowed, and Li Daozong showed a fascinated expression when he turned around, and the servant beside him was eagerly staring at the woman's waist.
When the woman turned again, Li Daozong had already changed her indifferent attitude, and the servant next to him also bowed his head, respectfully, never looked up at her.
Bian Xianzi's mouth is slightly raised under the veil, and she said softly: "Bei Mingyuzhuo is a genius just like Brother Li. Outstanding genius. However, he prefers cultivation in the spirit of innocence. The martial arts are extraordinary, and I am afraid that the guidance of the sword is Uchichi. I am looking forward to seeing the scene where the two geniuses compare with each other ... Soya quits ... "
Luo Yan rose lightly, and Feng Yige's descendant, Su Suya, disappeared.
Li Daozong stared blankly at the empty window sill and snorted coldly, "Bei Mingyuzhuo also deserves to compete with me? Huh—"
After a white light, the tea bowl on the table was cut in half.
In addition, at this crossroads, more extraordinary people have gathered.
A street intersection. Twenty-four riding on the arch guarded a huge carriage at another intersection, inside the carriage window. Two pairs of eyes stared at the situation tightly;
Among the crowd, a well-dressed boy, holding a sword, looked playfully at the show;
On the other side of the crowd, a swordsman in a rag and gray coat with a bucket hat stared coldly at the field. A rusty long sword was tightly held in his hand. The long sword was nothing but A piece of iron was wrapped around the cloth.
In the field at this time, with the roar of "Little Eagle King" Zhan Yu, everyone in Wushuangbao burst into laughter.
This kid is the son of the "Eagle King"?
With this dad sitting in one of the "sixty-six-day masters", his son is not as provocative as Dongxiangu.
Che Huizu was dumbfounded, and the car shuddered brilliantly, his right arm was aching again, and his heart was resentful. He was the "Little Eagle King" whose reputation was above me and his father's reputation was above my father's name. "Zhan Yu?
Wushuang Fort is located in Xishu, and Dongxian Valley is far from Jingnan. It is impossible to get revenge at all, but Xiliang's Twelve Flying Eagles are completely different. It is just north of Shuzhou, which has been suppressing Wushuang Fort Potential. For decades, Wushuangbao ’s power has expanded greatly, but it has never been able to take a step north of Qinling Mountains. Wushuangbao ’s hatred for the Twelve Eagles is simply sky-high, but its fear is also not small.
The Wushuangbao crowd didn't know what to do for a while, and they all looked at the team leader, Che Huanfei, like a team.
Che Huanfei looked gloomy. Looking at Zhan Yu in the team, his look never wavered.
"Little Eagle King" show off?
Huh, the old man has long seen that your exercises have come.
"Hum, ignorant junior, want to use the eagle king to crush the old man? Seek to death. Today the old man will capture you and see how the eagle king can take the old man! Take down-"
"Maybe--"
The masters in the immediate surroundings immediately threw out more than ten people and sneered to kill Ben Zhanyu.
As for the other innate masters, they all carried their hands and looked lively.
After all, the opponent is a junior and an acquired one. There is no need to shoot innately. That's too much to give Twelve Flying Eagles face.
The "Little Eagle King" Zhan Yu was shocked ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Even he did not expect that Wushuangbao was so arrogant that it was irrelevant to start a war with two underworld gangs at the same time.
But he did just that ...
At the moment when this war broke out, a loud noise rang out from a restaurant 50 meters away, and several windows popped out from the windows on the second floor. One of them heard a loud voice like a lion:
"Isn't the bird king afraid? Sprinklers are here to spend ... for those who are desperate, die for me—"
"King Eagle" 's complexion turned blue instantly.
Little, Little Bird King! !! ?
Is it tmd which king is on this street-(to be continued ...)
ps: Basic three and two.
Spelled, there will always be a bit of results not years ago, the number of words updated this month should be over 350,000, and over 400,000.