Datang: God-level Choice

"My father really promised everything?"

Li Lizhi blinked her big bright eyes.

"Of course, even if you want the royal father to ride for you as a horse."

Li Er smiled.

At this moment, he is undoubtedly in a very good mood.

Especially Li Lizhi's filial piety made him feel great joy.

"Then Lizhi asks the emperor to let Lizhi choose her consort?"

Li Lizhi blushed and said carefully.

"That's it, I'm sure."

Li Er waved his hand and said, "My father thought it was something."

"Thank you, Father." Li Lizhi smiled sweetly.

"By the way, royal father, this medicine was given to Lizhi by brother Huaidao, how do you want to reward him!"

Li Er's face suddenly darkened.

How did I forget this one.

Qin Huaidao, you bastard, dare to lie to my daughter, I will never end with you.

Chapter [-] Li Er kills the door

Early in the morning, Qin Huaidao was dragged by Qin Qiong to the courtyard to practice martial arts.

Said to be practicing martial arts, in fact, Qin Qiong wanted to understand the foundation of Qin Huaidao.

Qin Qiong's eyes fell on the scene of yesterday's extremely relaxed retreat and biting gold.

Such strength made Qin Qiong feel ashamed.

"What kind of weapons do you like, pick them out on the weapon rack."

Qin Qiong said with a smile.

Even if he lay on the sick chuang for a long time, but after all, it is the home of generals, and these weapons are not lacking at all.

Swords, swords, halberds, axes, etc., there are [-] kinds of weapons.

"Just use this. Although it's a little lighter, it's okay."

Qin Huaidao walked straight to a pair of big iron hammers made of fine steel, and weighed it in his hands with great ease.

Qin Qiong stared blankly at Qin Huai, who threw up the [-] to [-]-pound hammer and caught it as a toy, and said how much strength this kid must have.

"You boy, when did you practice the whole body beating technique?"

Qin Qiong asked curiously.

"Baby once met a master in a dream, claiming to be the king of Zhao Li Yuanba, who taught him this martial art."

Qin Huaidao touched his head and made up a reason.

All of his martial arts were passed down from Li Yuanba, and he couldn't hide it from the generals who fought side by side with Li Yuanba.

"Oh, let me try it?" Qin Qiong raised her head and said loudly.

Not only is he famous for his killer skills, but his marksmanship is also outstanding.

Among the living generals of the Tang Dynasty, Qin Qiong's martial arts are ranked second, and no one dares to be the first.

Even Yuchi Jingde, who immediately looked down on him, and Qin Qiong were nothing more than equals.

Otherwise, Li Er would not have chosen Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde as their door gods.

It's because these two have the strongest force under Li's second hand.

However, Qin Qiong now has a difficult feeling.

Every time his long qiang and the pair of steel hammers in Qin Huaidao's hands clashed, his arms would go numb.

Moreover, Qin Huaidao's seemingly clumsy hammer can always block the more flexible tip of the spear.

Victory has already been decided.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and a new generation replaces the old."

Qin Qiong smiled bitterly, and he could see that Qin Huaidao was already letting him go.

"Father is humble."

Qin Huaidao said with a smile, "If your father gets to know each other for a while, then Ma Zhan'er may not be your opponent."

Be humble about your father.

"You are my son. It is a good thing to celebrate that my son is stronger than Laozi. Why not?"

Qin Qiong laughed loudly and said, "I've heard your uncles and uncles talk about you. Well done."

The men of the Qin family should stand upright.