The mad concubine of the group loves the world

Chapter 11 He's Delaying Time
On the gate of King Yan's Mansion, the scarlet paint was wiped off a large area because of the huge impact just now.

At this time, against the background of the afterglow of the setting sun, it is even more mottled and decadent.

As Tang Feng stood on his feet, the golden nanmu coffin also fell to the ground, raising a cloud of flying dust.

Although it was abruptly stopped by the strong legs, the corners of the coffin were not damaged at all, which shows that the materials used are real and the craftsmanship is exquisite.

And the bluestone steps at the entrance of the Wangfu, shattered into a cobweb with a "crash" sound as the coffin shook.

The internal force spreading along the bluestone slab, like a strong wind piercing through leaves, blows up the slanted hair in front of Chi Zheng, revealing a pair of stubborn eyes.

When the two looked at each other, sparks of light and flint burst out.

Seeing that this contest was about to break out, the onlookers gasped and retreated one after another to avoid harming Chi Yu.

It's not good if you lose the lottery because of watching the excitement.

Seeing this scene, the two elder brothers guarded the two sides of the sedan chair, one on the left and the other on the right, regardless of what happened in front of him, the most important thing was to protect the younger sister.

And Lu Wanlan, who was sitting firmly in the sedan chair, also felt the dominance of Tang Feng's internal force, but he didn't take it to heart.

The car curtain didn't bother to open, but a faint sentence came out:
"Chi Zheng, don't hurt anyone's life."

"Yes, girl."

Chi Zheng took the order, stood upright in his strong outfit, and raised his hand to insert the scimitar at his waist with the scabbard into the crack of the bluestone slab under his feet.

Tang Feng sneered at her actions:

"Hmph, Miss Chi Zheng doesn't think that using a weapon can take Tang's life!"

"My knife will drink blood when it is out of the sheath."

Chi Zheng cupped his hands and saluted, his face was covered with a cold determination that was more than a man's: "Please!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Tang Feng never liked arrogant and conceited opponents, just now he was thinking about how to treat this girl with pity and tenderness.

But seeing the person in front of him despise him so much, a trace of anger faintly ignited in his chest.

After yelling, he stepped on the coffin and flew up into the air, swung his fist as hard as a stone, and slammed towards the top of Chi Zheng's head.

Feeling the wind of the fist drop suddenly, Chi Zheng raised his head and stared at the trajectory of Tang Feng's fist, his eyes were like hiding a knife. When the fist fell on the front, his figure slipped sideways behind him, and he raised his fist and swung at his back.

What a calm little girl in times of crisis, she has the air of a battle-tested look.

Tang Feng put away his underestimation of the enemy in an instant, turned around and stretched his arms, and his five fingers clasped Chi Zheng's shoulder armor tightly like iron hooks.

With just one lift, the dark blue figure was lifted upside down in the air.

Although Chi Zheng was not as strong as a human being, he was light and flexible.

The unfettered arm immediately climbed up, and together with the other arm that was buckled by the shoulder armor, it tightly wrapped around Tang Feng's wrist.The legs curled up and pressed down, driving the waist and abdomen to sink hard, and the whole body turned back.

Then, taking advantage of the situation, he spread his legs and kicked Tang Feng's knees.

Tang Feng, who lost his balance, leaned forward and was thrown over his shoulder by Chi Zheng.Somersaulting in the air, both feet stepped heavily on the coffin lid again.

This time, Chi Zheng seized the opportunity without hesitation, clasped the coffin lid with both hands, propped up his legs and swept across Tang Feng's lower body.

Facing the pressing force every step of the way, Tang Feng could only dodge with all his strength.

Just as he was about to find a way to defeat the enemy, he saw Chi Zheng hit him head-on with his legs upside down. Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, he could only cross his arms in front of him and confronted her head-on.

There was a bang, and the bluestone on the ground was shattered into powder immediately due to the combined forces of the two sides.

Both of them exerted ten times ten skills, they refused to give in to each other, and they were evenly matched.

Chi Zheng, who was thrown out by the shock, turned over twice on the ground before he lost his strength, got up and wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and fixed his unruly eyes on the tall man.

However, Tang Feng's arms were bulging with blue veins, and the blood in his veins kept tumbling and boiling.

Only then did he start to re-examine the little girl with an inquiring gaze.

Just now, every move and every style of her play was reckless, she had no tricks at all, and she didn't look like a girl at all.

The strength is boundless, but it is not pure internal strength.

And between the fights, the deliberately hidden hungry wolf-like eyes revealed a kind of primitive barbarism all the time.

beast.

This is the only word Tang Feng can think of to describe the little girl in front of him.

Facing the enemy, the wild beast has only one purpose, which is to bite the enemy continuously and kill the enemy.

And Chi Zheng is such an existence.

Such people only exist on the border of Liaodong.

"Hmph, unexpectedly, the female wolf cub of the Seventh Division of Danba, now likes to be the dog's leg of the powerful minister of the Great Zhou!"

Chi Zheng, who secretly clenched his fists, had no emotion in his eyes, and only replied lightly:

"I am only loyal to the girl, and have nothing to do with Da Zhou."

As soon as the words fell, he swept his legs across, raised the stones on the ground, and flew towards the disdainful Tang Feng.

The two were on the coffin, fisting and kicking each other, you come and go.

Between square inches, dozens of rounds have passed, and there is still no winner.

Lu Wanlan, who was waiting in the sedan chair for a long time, felt a little bored.

This guy is deliberately delaying time.

Unknowingly, the four fingers began to knock on the window frame of the sedan chair in turn.

The sound of the rhythm complemented the sounds of the two people's fists and feet.

Chi Zheng frowned, and discovered that Tang Feng's style of play was gradually becoming difficult to deal with the scoundrels, obviously aware of his intentions.

And Tang Feng obviously admired this master.

If this person can be used by the prince, it will be like a tiger with wings added to them.

However, the sharp claws of this little wolf are now in the hands of the Lu family.

So a tiger paw clasped Chi Zheng's wrist, wanting to chat a few words:

"Haha! Miss Chi, are you interested in coming to my Prince Yan's mansion to do something? We will double the amount the Lu family will give you."

Seeing that Chi Zheng didn't say a word, he raised his leg to strike at him, and grabbed her ankle again:

"The girl's family is so tough, I think it's because the men from the Seventh Division of Danba are afraid of you! Did you come to Dazhou?"

Chi Zheng is not good at words, he can't stand this noisy Tang Feng!

Not wanting to continue the fight, he simply jumped off and kicked the coffin.

Startled, Tang Feng took several steps back, turned over and stood across the coffin from Chi Zheng, and threw out both fists with all his might.

The heavy coffin that had slammed into the door rushed out, and was about to knock Chi Zheng into the air.

"Oops!"

At this moment, it was too late to hold back his strength, Tang Feng could only watch the dark blue figure disappear behind him.

Such a collision would either kill or injure.

The onlookers closed their eyes in fright.

"It's over, it's over, it's going to kill people!"

But at this moment, there was only a "crack" sound in the air.

A red soft whip wrapped around Chi Zheng's waist.

Looking along the trend, I saw that the person holding the whip was the bride sitting in the sedan chair.

Lu Wanlan.

At this time, she, who was dressed in white clothes better than snow, was protecting Chi Zheng behind her, and aimed at the oncoming giant, kicking a sharp whip kick.

It was like a silver lightning strike on the coffin, making the sound of gurgling.

Seeing that the heavy coffin in front of him had lost its momentum, Lu Wanlan hit the iron while it was hot, using one leg as the center of gravity to support, the hem of the skirt fluttered and spun, and the other foot gave a roundabout kick.

The golden nanmu coffin rushed towards the closed vermilion gate like a golden dragon piercing the clouds.

Tang Feng in front of the door saw that he was powerless to stop him, so he dodged to dodge.

He saw the door next to him being knocked down directly.

The guards guarding the gate in the courtyard were rushed out in an instant.

Breaking through the defense in a split second made it too late for them to prepare, and they were all stupid on the spot.

I saw a figure like jade and snow gradually appeared in the thick smoke and sawdust at the door.

Reflecting the orange-red glow, it looks like a Shura soaked in blood.

At this time, she had already stepped into the gate with two jade boots, and the soft red whip in her hand was chilling like an iron lock.

Seeing the guards in the courtyard holding wooden sticks and pointing at herself, Lu Wanlan backed away in fright.

She couldn't help but smiled sweetly, and asked softly:

"Is there still someone blocking it? If not, I'm about to enter the gate of King Yan's Mansion!"

(End of this chapter)