The ancient style laughed wildly and ridiculed heartily. Although his injury was serious, he didn't care.

His laughter is very harsh. In Boya's opinion, it is so ugly and hateful.

However, at this time, there is wood Qingqing to support the ancient style, and Boya can only choose to bear it.

After half a ring, he really couldn't figure it out, but he was angry, so he asked Gu Feng, "little thief, I'm curious. How did you take my punch? Don't say it's you. Even any blue blood king here can't catch it! "

"How? Because I'm better than them. I said earlier that these so-called young leaders here are just a group of wine bags and rice bags. Ha ha ha ha! "

Gu Feng is still laughing and full of nonsense. He can't tell Boya the truth at all.

In fact, the punch just now really made him pay a heavy price, because five of the eight old blue blood generals he took with him were directly shocked to death, and the other three suffered unimaginable trauma. The price is not small. Even the ancient style itself has no ability to make a move at this time.

Although the price is relatively high, at least he let Boya suffer a little. It not only hurt Boya, but also humiliated him.

"Zhong is incompetent. You are presumptuous. You despise us so much. Do you think we are really inferior to you?"

The words of the ancient wind, although they did not annoy Boya, angered more than 100 blue tyrants. Those people are rubbing their hands one by one. They want to kill the ancient style on the spot.

However, although they shouted loudly, no one dared to rush up, because everyone knew that today's female overlord had made it clear that she wanted to die to protect the ancient style, and no one dared to come up and die.

Because the ancient wind also saw this, he became more and more arrogant.

Pointing to those blue blood bullies, he shouted madly: "I said you are all wine bags and rice bags. You are not convinced. Everyone only knows ghosts. Who dares to come up and fight to the death with me? Just a group of rats, ha ha ha ha ha! "

Still that sentence, the laughter is harsh and the smile is ugly. At this time, the ancient style can be said to be arrogant to the extreme.

Sure enough, no one dared to go on stage. Everyone was oppressed by Mu Qingqing's momentum, and one by one had to stare in place.

However, there are exceptions to everything. Just when the blue blood bullies were silent, they heard a loud cry from the crowd: "clock is incompetent. I don't know if I can challenge you!"

Then, the boats on the lake separated automatically, and then I saw a middle-aged man with a blue mark on his head rowing a small boat, slowly approaching the ancient wind.

Seeing this, Gu Feng was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing: "it's so funny. The blue blood kings all over the hall dare not come up to fight with me. You're just a little old man with only blue blood, and you want to fight with me? It's not that I Zhong can't look down on you. Answer me first. Do you have the ability to resist the air? Can you fly? It's too much for you to challenge me. Ha ha, ha ha! "

The laughter is still so harsh, and the ancient wind is still so rampant.

However, Mu Qingqing, who was not far away, turned out to be completely black. Even she didn't want to take another look at the ancient wind. Not only that, at this time, many people's faces showed the color of banter and playfulness. It seems that many people are waiting to see jokes. It seems that the ancient style at this time has become a joke!

What's going on?

Gu Feng's smile gradually stiffened on his face. He looked at the middle-aged man standing on the boat, looked at muqingqing again, and finally turned his head to look at the green buds in the distance. His face was full of doubts. He didn't know what was going on, let alone who the little old man suddenly jumped out!

At this time, I saw a sweet smile on green bud's face, and then slowly approached the ancient wind. She looked very gentle. After holding Gu Feng's arm, she said softly, "cousin, how can you talk to your uncle like this? He's your father. Don't you know him? "

"Ah?"

On the spot, Gu Feng was stunned. His eyes stared wide and his face was suspicious. It seemed that he was doubting that he had heard wrong.

What did green bud say just now? Is the little old man rowing a small boat in front of him his own father? That is, Zhong incompetent, the father of the short-lived ghost?

So, don't you expose your identity?

"Hehe, my cousin is so funny. I don't even know my father. It seems that the last expedition was a great blow to you? It may have hurt your head and made you lose your memory! "

Green bud is still smiling, but the original gentle smile has gradually become a sneer full of killing opportunities.

At this time, how could she not see the identity of the ancient style? How could she continue to believe that the man in front of her is her childhood cousin?

If this is really his cousin, will he not even recognize his father? Still call your father little old man?

"You..."

On the spot, Gu Feng's face also changed greatly. Without hesitation, he directly clasped green bud's wrist. Cold voice said: "I'm sorry, green bud girl. Incompetent Zhong really died in my hands on the battlefield, but you don't have a chance to revenge!"

Then he threw the green bud at Zhong's incompetent father and ran away without hesitation.

Exposed, he knew his identity was exposed. At this time, no one believed that he was incompetent. If you don't run at this time, when will you stay?

"Thief, I want to see now. Who can protect you?"

Boya roared. He glanced at Mu Qingqing coldly and was the first to chase him.

At the same time, he roared: "everyone, listen to the order. This person is not a member of my Cang family. Kill him on the ground!!!"

“……”

On the spot, the crowd was stunned. After reacting, they rushed to attack the ancient wind.

Foreign invasion!

This is the invasion of the foreign enemy, because everyone heard it clearly. Gu Feng just admitted that he killed Zhong incompetence on the battlefield. Since he killed Zhong incompetent on the battlefield, what is he if he is not a foreign enemy?

No wonder today's Zhong can shine like this. He can dominate blood with his own blue color, despise all the purple blood kings, and hurt Boya. It turns out that he is not a blue blood bully at all. He is not even a member of the Cang family!

After people figured this out, it suddenly became clear on the spot, and then more people joined the pursuit. At this time, the ancient style seems to have become a street mouse shouted by everyone!

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