Tripod Reverses the Heaven

With an understated glance at the runny baby, Zhang Wuliu turned his eyes to the ancient style. After watching it for a while, I couldn't help laughing.

"Go away, little boy, I don't have the same experience as you. Pulled some ground breaking dogs as horses. Woodlouse, go home and suck it up! "

Zhang Wuliu didn't see the ancient style at all. After a burst of teasing, he would go home. The group of children behind him laughed recklessly: "ha ha! A group of silly forks ride on horses with some ground breaking dogs. They laugh to death. Hurry home and have milk! "

Teenagers always have a temper and are difficult to control. Being ridiculed and ridiculed by others, the little old wind was anxious immediately.

He jumped off the dog's back and rushed up with howling. Under the rampage, a group of children were knocked down on the spot, and then waved his fierce fist and hit Zhang 56.

Zhang Wuliu, who was unprepared, was severely punched in the back by xiaogufeng. He stumbled and nearly fell on the spot.

Xiaogufeng can easily lift a big tripod weighing more than 2000 kg. The strength of this punch is naturally not light. If Zhang Wuliu didn't have real Qi to protect his body, his bones would have to be broken.

"Look for death, little woodlouse!" Zhang Wuliu was very angry and swung his hands at the ancient wind.

As a disciple of wuliangzong, he was beaten by a three-year-old child and almost vomited blood today. If this matter is sent back to wuliangzong, it's estimated that he won't have to mix it up.

In his rage, Zhang Wuliu's hands were as strong as the wind. A pair of palms were wrapped by genuine Qi. With a random blow, he had a strength of 500 or 600 kilograms, and the tiger was angry.

However, xiaogufeng was also in a rage. He was like a crazy little bull. Swinging his small fist was a random attack.

From the height of xiaogufeng's life, Zhang Wuliu is eight or nine years old. He is tall and has long arms. He has an advantage in battle. The little antique is only three years old, which is several heads higher than Zhang Wuliu.

As soon as the two talents met, xiaogufeng was completely at a disadvantage. He couldn't reach the other party at all and was hit by the other party many times.

Fortunately, xiaogufeng's body is trained in the big tripod every day. It's very strong. Although he gets the move, it doesn't matter.

"Ha ha, ancient style, you're not our young master's opponent. You'd better go home and nurse!" Seeing his young master taking advantage, a group of children in landlord Zhang's family became more unscrupulous.

"Ah..."

Xiaogufeng is crazy. No matter how he punches, he can't effectively attack the other party. He is ridiculed by a group of children. Xiaogufeng is going to work hard.

I saw the little ancient wind bow his body, head recklessly hit Zhang 56, and his mouth roared like a small beast. It's a little ancient style that has no rules and regulations. Once this move is made, it's even more messy.

Zhang Wuliu was caught off guard again. He was pushed by the little guy and almost sat on the ground with a pain in his lower abdomen.

This also more angered Zhang Wuliu. After stabilizing his body, he kicked xiaogufeng's chest, and kicked xiaogufeng out at that time. Just as he was about to jump up and continue to mend his feet, Zhang Wuliu was pulled by two servants.

Seeing that they really fought, the two servants had already been scared to death. Although his young master is a disciple of wuliangzong, wuliangzong can't stand up for such children.

On the contrary, the group of children opposite came from the city Lord's house, including the daughter of the city Lord. If we really want to do something about the people opposite, it is estimated that landlord Zhang's good days will come to an end.

"Don't stop me. I'll teach this wet baby a good lesson today." Zhang Wuliu is still angry. He has suffered losses in the hands of a three-year-old child many times today. He has always been arrogant. He feels very shameless.

The little old wind who was kicked away was also very angry. After rolling on the ground twice, he got up, covered his aching chest with one hand, and his eyes were burning. Oh, a strange cry was about to rush up again. As a result, they were held by a group of children in the city master's house.

"Boss, heroes don't suffer immediate losses. Let's write down this revenge first. The future will be long, won't it?"

At this time, Mu Qingqing, the youngest in the grade, also opened his mouth: "brother Feng, don't fight with him. Later, I'll call a team of bodyguards to directly wipe out their house and vent my anger on you."

Brush!

When the two servants heard this, their small faces immediately turned pale with fear. Even the arrogant Zhang Wuliu seemed to be frightened and stopped shouting to repair the ancient style.

Xiaogufeng was also surprised by the little girl's words. He looked at muqingqing strangely, hummed heavily and said, "no, I'll solve my own things."

Then the ancient wind looked at Zhang 56 and said, "Zhang 56, you won today. Let's compete again in the future."

Today, I suffered such a big loss. Although I was angry, I was a man who could afford to lose.

He said hello to his little friend. The little guy took the lead to leave. He was very unconvinced. There's no way to be unconvinced. He's really not someone else's opponent.

At this moment, the little guy suddenly realized that Zhenqi was not useless in his imagination. If I had been practicing since childhood, I wouldn't be so ashamed today.

A large group of children left Zhangjia like frost beating eggplant. As for the "majestic" dog mount, no one rode it anymore.

The little guy went back to his courtyard, ignored anyone, went straight back to the room and fell on the bed without saying a word.

The couple felt different. After looking at each other, their mother Chu Xiangyu came to xiaogufeng's room.

When seeing Aizi's face bruised and dirty, Chu Xiangyu's face was not good and asked, "feng'er, what's going on?"

Gu Feng squinted at his mother, didn't answer, turned his back and ignored it.

Her son is her own. Chu Xiangyu, as a mother, knows best. She guessed at the situation. No longer pressed her son, Chu Xiangyu withdrew from the room, but a strange smile hung around her mouth. The heart said: "the little ancestor finally met the nemesis. It's estimated that he won't refuse to practice this time?"