Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

"It's said that no one has broken the ten sides of Linglong game for a hundred years. Isn't master Luo trying to embarrass us?" Han Wen is a perfect martial arts man with a big beard, which makes it no problem for him to compete in martial arts. However, the hard work is too hard for him.

It's expected that the effect will be good. Luo Ying said with a smile: "there are many talented people in the river and lake. I'm worried that I can't find a master of wind sword dancing!"

"I'd like to see who can solve these ten delicate problems today. I'm going to have to worship him as a teacher." Han Wen, in his early 30s, though a Wufu, has great respect for those who have brains.

"Han Wen, if you want to worship him as a teacher, you have to depend on whether they accept him or not. Ha ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha..." laughter one after another, Han asked angrily and coaxed: "you can't even go up to Huxin Pavilion. Fortunately, you can laugh. It's not half a weight!"

"This time, no matter which hero can become the master of wind sword dance and get the bronze order, I can grant him a wish unconditionally. You can start earlier. You can't wait for the three incense sticks to be out of date!" She added

Cloud lotus Mo smell speech a tiny smile, want to solve ten sides exquisite Bureau in three hours, this seemingly simple and honest old fox just want these people to retreat.

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, there are many beads and curtains, and a woman in blue stands in the pavilion, which vaguely shows her graceful posture.

Then someone said with a smile: "master Luo, if someone marries your precious daughter with a bronze order, don't go back!"

"It's hard to train a girl for her bad behavior. I'd really appreciate it if someone could help me to discipline her." Luo Ying's mouth answers, but her eyes are looking at the gentlemen in the audience.

Young master Xi Yan, with a smile in his mouth, caresses the pattern on the white jade fan. Luo Ying, the old man, wants to recruit a son-in-law with just a wind sword.

"Miss Luo, Wang has offended!" Wang Xun, a famous swordsman, is heading for the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Everyone can't help it when they get up alone, but those who are better at lightness skills get up one after another, step on the water and head for the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the East. One is a little girl with a gentle grade, and the other is master Huiqi with a high reputation and profound skills. Fools will choose the former.

Dong Dong, Dong Dong, falling into the water one after another. Most of the former dozens of people had poor lightness skills. Before reaching the pavilion in the middle of the lake, they had already fallen into the water. The remaining three or four barely kept going forward. Unexpectedly, the serial darts could not escape, and they could not escape. In the winter, they would take a cold bath“ Ha ha ha, a group of "drowning dogs" an mubai laughs with joy. These so-called heroes, fluttering in the water, are like drowning dogs.

Wang Li, who was a little older, saw that his younger martial brother had fallen into the water. He was worried that there was no place to get angry. He said with a straight face: "where did you come from? You are so arrogant!"

"You can call the stinky boy, too!" Yunlianmo changed production, leisurely put down the wine cup, a glance at Wang Li.

Looking at him, he was just a plain young man with a faint voice. He couldn't hear the slightest joy and anger. However, Wang Li had a cold war inexplicably, and felt that the silver light flashed by.

It seems that a few hairs fell to the ground with the wind. When the people came back to their senses, they all burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha, look at this eyebrow free monster An Mu Bai Lang voice way, see Wang Li's right half eyebrow was shaved clean, originally on the swarthy face, bald white a piece, how to look at a real joy.

"Xiaobai is my son's younger brother. I can only bully him by myself, others." Yun lianmo sweeps Wang Li, who wants to dig a hole in the ground, and says softly, "I'll pay him back ten times!"

So fierce, anmubai secretly swallow saliva, suddenly feel his sister is still very gentle to himself drop! Fortunately, I didn't offend Yun lianmo at the beginning, otherwise I don't know how to die. It's really hard to raise a woman and a villain!

Since Wang Xun became a little famous, Wang Li has been pretending to be powerful, and Han Wen has always been at odds with him. It's rare to have someone who can't see Wang Li as well as him, and who can do it directly. It's really exciting. He came to Wang Li on purpose, looked left and right, and laughed: "ha ha, ha ha, black old Wang, you also have today!"

Seeing that Wang Li's face was black and he didn't say a word, he didn't mean much. His sword was clean and clean, and his hair was exhausted without hurting his skin. The speed was really astonishing. Han Wen turned around and asked respectfully, "may I have your name, young Xia?"

"It's a good thing to say that I'm a gangster. I don't even know about childe Wuyan!" An Mu white one face dislikes a way, immediately feel to have such a elder sister is really not good, handsome eyebrow eyes are all can't hide of pride and pride.

It turned out that it was the leader of Fusheng Pavilion. Everyone looked at each other. No wonder he acted so casually that Wang Li was the only one to blame for his bad luck.

Han asked cancan with a smile: "brother, I dare to ask who you are

"You didn't hear that just now, or what? I'm her brother!" An Mu Bai looks up and gets a small impression of se. In Yun Lian Mo's eyes, he can't laugh or cry.

While chatting and laughing, the owner of the snow Pavilion, Dongfang Zhe, flies silver silk from his sleeve and makes several circles on the red column of the pavilion in the West. Following the trend of silk, he enters the pavilion to solve the ten exquisite situation.

Dongfang Zhe is good at mechanism. It's expected that Hua Yichen will accompany him to join in the fun. Young master Yu Yin is a passer-by. Why doesn't the demon start his work? The white jade fan in his hand shakes and looks lazy and motionless. Is there any mystery in it.

Childe Yu Yin seems to be aware of Yun Lian Mo's eyes, suddenly lift eyes, two eyes instantly collide, looking at the demon smile, Yun Lian Mo really want to slap himself, nothing to see what he does.

The lake is so big that you can't see any waves. Yunlianmo can't help but give anmubai a shudder. He flies up, and his toes are flying across the lake.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there were three plum blossom darts, nine of them each. The figure of Yun lianmo flashed from left to right. Then he stood flat on the lake. He intercepted one between his two fingers, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Miss Luo, this plum blossom dart is very exquisite!"

"Is this a shameless young man?" In the pavilion, Luo Qianqian asked in a voice. The girl's voice was clear and sweet, but with a trace of trill.

"That's it!" As soon as the words of cloud, lotus and ink came down, countless flying needles came out of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and the back was cold.