Controlling the Snake: Provoking the Evil Lord

Bei Tangye's move shocked the three present.

In Chen Botao's heart, he thought Lu Wushuang was cute and silly, and his expression was quite normal.

Shangguan Haoyun frowned, looking at Beitangye and Lu Wushuang's holding hands, there was a trace of inquiry in his eyes.He had seen with his own eyes the intimacy between Bei Tangye and Wuchang who played the piano in Nanfeng Pavilion, the look in his eyes, and his tone of voice didn't look like a fake at all.Could it be that Bei Tangye is a guy who can take all men and women?

The most exaggerated expression belonged to Chen Boxuan, his eyes were wide open with an expression of disbelief.

In his mind, Bei Tangye was born noble, well-versed in civil and martial arts, good-looking, and much better than himself in every aspect.At this time, he was leading a fool, and he did not deny that this fool was good-looking, but this behavior completely broke Bei Tangye's noble image in his mind.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come to the martial arts competition soon." After Bei Tangye thoughtfully arranged for Lu Wushuang to sit down on the top chair beside the martial arts stage, he looked back and saw that the three men with different expressions were all standing there stupidly.

With Bei Tangye's shout, the three of them came back to their senses, took a big step, and strode towards the competition arena.

"Bo Xuan, we haven't compared each other for a long time, let's come up and compare."

Standing on the stage, Bei Tangye took out two wooden sticks of the same length from the weapon rack, held one in his hand, and threw the other to Chen Boxuan who had just walked to the edge of the stage, and said proactively.

Raising his hand to grab it from the air, Chen Boxuan firmly grasped the wooden stick thrown by Bei Tangye, and raised his foot to step on the martial arts platform made of wooden boards about one foot high.

"Okay, let's have a competition, the old rules, the loser will treat guests to a feast of flowers and wine in Fengyuelou."

Fengyue Tower, the largest brothel in the city.The business is booming, the girls are beautiful, and the consumption is even higher.

Chen Boxuan walked to the opposite of Bei Tangye and stood still. As soon as he finished speaking, he held the stick in both hands, and his feet were slightly apart.

"Boxuan, did you remember wrongly? In the past, the rule was that whoever loses will be treated to a meal at Jufeng Tower."

Bei Tangye erected the stick in his hand by his side, resting one hand lazily on the stick.His lazy look was in stark contrast to the tense look of Zhen Boxuan on the opposite side.His long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he lied without blushing or panting, not wanting Lu Wushuang to know that he used to go to Fengyue Tower to drink flower wine.

"Did I remember it wrong?" Fooled by Bei Tangye's serious expression, Chen Boxuan really began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

"My memory is correct. When we competed more than a month ago, I was defeated by your hands. Didn't I invite you to Fengyue Tower for a drink of flower wine?"

"Look at your memory, you obviously went to Jufeng Tower, but you still want to call it Fengyue Tower, I think you should clean your mind today, so that you don't want to go to those romantic places all day long to drink. "I dare not continue to argue with Chen Boxuan, for fear that he will reveal more unfavorable things.Bei Tangye's eyes turned cold, and he raised the wooden stick in his hand. The stick was like a rainbow drinking from a stream, and it attacked Chen Boxuan as fast as lightning.Chen Boxuan held up a stick, and he defended against the enemy like a city wall.

The two were ghostly in shape, advancing and retreating only a few feet away, surrounded by shadows of sticks like mountains, they fought extremely well.

"Miss Lu, you eat watermelon."

When Bei Tangye and Chen Boxuan were fighting each other, Chen Botao brought a plate of freshly cut watermelon in front of Lu Wushuang to show his hospitality.