The people from Qingyilou appeared, and the young master of Motianling appeared...
Just when the two parties faced each other and the atmosphere was very tense for a while, the other side that was instantly ignored by people, Ye Qingxuan and others, the winner of the competition, was developing another rhythm.
Not long after the owner of Tsing Yi Building showed up here, but Motianling Huo Tingzun hadn't shown up yet...
"Lao Qi is a good means..." Huangfu Taiming clapped his hands and praised loudly.
The unlucky "Yumian Xiaomengchang" was dragged down by Ye Qingxuan with a dust whisk, and then like a dehydrated salted fish, he was lifted into the sky and thrown into the air. The folding fan in his hand swung open, covering half of his face, while fanning, he fell from the sky at the same time, his lightness kung fu is not bad.
All the brothers hurried forward, and expressed their condolences: "Thank you brother Zong for your righteous words, thank you brother Zong for taking action in times of crisis, and I will thank you brother Zong for your kindness..."
Zong Xuan covered his face with a fan in one hand, stretched forward with the other, and said in a strange voice: "Oh, brothers, you are being polite, Zong is only helping you brothers for a word of reason and morality in the world. Everyone, don't just thank me like this, Zong is really ashamed..."
In front of everyone, this "Little Mengchang with Jade Face" first covered his face with a fan strangely, and then spoke in a strange voice as if he had lost his nose. The blood dripping from the front of the hero instantly dyed the snow-white robe into scarlet...
Everyone couldn't help but think of Ye Qingxuan's mighty slap just now, and the crisp sound when the opponent's face hit the floor...
Gulu, I don't know who swallowed and spit so loudly, it startled everyone.
"Brother Zong, do you feel any discomfort?" Ye Qingxuan asked bravely.
"I feel very good, thank you Brother Ye for your rescue. Speaking of which, it was Brother Ye who saved Zong from the catastrophe just now. I will thank you another day and say goodbye—" Zong Xuan cupped his hands, his face still Didn't show up.
At this time, Zong Xuan had already scolded Ye Qingxuan's ancestors for eighteen generations from the bottom of his heart. His nose... really hurts, it hurts so hot, he has completely lost consciousness, and he just wants to leave this place quickly and find a doctor...
"Brother Zong stay here..." "Little Eagle King" Zhan Yu also blocked Zong Xuan's way with embarrassment, pointed at Zong Xuan's front and said, "Brother Zong is obviously injured, why don't you let my brother heal you..."
"Ah..." Zong Xuan waved his hand chicly again, and said righteously: "It's just a small injury, it's fine..."
Zong Xuan's nosebleeds continued to spurt, and his white paper fan was also dyed red...
"Your fan..."
oh
Zong Xuan finally dared to feel wronged, and looked down at the fan...
"Uh... Brother Zong, your nose..."
Zong Xuan was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that he had revealed his secret...
"It's okay, it's just a bit of nosebleed..." Zong Xuan remained calm.
As soon as Zong Xuan closed the blood fan, two streams of blood under his nose were exposed... It was simply the rebirth version of Master Xing 9527. Ye Qingxuan couldn't hold back at that time, and burst out laughing...
At that time, Zong Xuan's hand holding the fan kept shaking, and he almost rushed up to beat Ye Qingxuan.
You bastard, you made the young master and me like this, you still fucking laugh...
Ye Qingxuan, I will ruin your reputation and ruin your school...
Zong Xuan's original goal was Zhan Yu, but now he hated Ye Qingxuan even more, and swore in his heart that he must use the cruelest method to torture him to death.
Zong Xuan is now in the mood to cry. Originally, he wanted to try his best to get hurt, to please and get close to the "Little Eagle King" and others, at least to leave a good impression, and to prepare for his future plots and tricks, but he never did. Thinking of what would happen after meeting someone like Ye Qingxuan, it was really a bad ending.
In fact, Zong Xuan's appearance is really declining to the extreme now, not to mention Ye Qingxuan, even everyone who sees it has an expression of suffering a smile. The honor of the position was created by Ye Qingxuan, and it would be a bit dishonest to make fun of it on his own side.
The enthusiastic Duan Sanshi at the side couldn't stand it any longer, so he hurried forward and said, "Brother Zong, don't worry, I have a good hemostatic agent here, so... Huh? Why are you running out..." Duan Sanshi turned it over and it was gone. …
"No, it's okay..." Zong Xuan's demeanor would be impeccable if the two blood streaks on his face were not for the spoof.
"It doesn't matter, I don't have it here, there are other places..." Duan Sanshi didn't say a word, and when he climbed onto the body of Meng Yuanyun who was still awake, he writhed for a while.
"It's okay, there's really no need..." Zong Xuan was so painful that tears were about to flow out.
Zhan Yu comforted: "Brother Zong, don't worry, my third brother is a disciple of the 'Medical Immortal', and the medicine available is the best, and it is guaranteed to cure Brother Zong's illness in an instant..."
It turned out that this Confucian scholar turned out to be an apprentice of the "Medical Immortal", and there were a lot of big fish under this net...
"found it… "
Duan Sanshi held up a red porcelain bottle in his hand, jumped up excitedly, waved it at Zong Xuan, and said, "Brother Zong, look, this is the first-class wound medicine I prepared. It not only stops bleeding and pain, but also has a certain effect. There is a refreshing feeling, which relieves the discomfort caused by the pain. It is really comfortable to use this medicine on the wound. It is guaranteed that you will still want to be injured after the injury is cured... Ah, no, after the wound is cured, you still want to be cured... "
Zong Xuan almost spat out his mother-in-law words, whether this guy can talk...
Duan Sanshi walked up to Zong Xuan and wanted to open the stopper of the porcelain bottle, but he couldn't open it after a long time of effort.
"Huh? What's going on, how can this cork be so tight..."
Zong Xuan's face was like a spring breeze, and he said politely and humbly: "It's okay, brother Duan, don't worry, don't rush..."
"No, you are injured like this, it should actually be very painful. If you don't feel any pain now, it means that the situation is more serious... Eh, use force—ah..."
At first, Duan Sanshi was afraid that breaking the cork would scatter the powder inside, but after trying a few times, he finally decided that the cork was extremely tight. At that time, my body happened to press down on the bottle cork, so that the bottle cork was pressed so tightly...
Duan Sanshi became ruthless and used his real strength...
Zong Xuan still persuaded with a cheerful face: "Brother Duan, don't worry, really don't..."
boom-
Under the eyes of everyone gathered together, Duan Sanshi finally pulled out the cork of the porcelain bottle, but at that moment, Duan Sanshi's strength was used in the empty space, and his right hand bounced up uncontrollably. Under the horrified gaze, the smiling Zong Xuan's... nose... the damaged... injured nose...
The spring breeze smile on Zong Xuan's face suddenly froze...
Ye Qingxuan and the others were dumbfounded again...
The Lu sisters covered their mouths abruptly, suppressing the exclamation abruptly...
"Zong, brother Zong... you, you... are you okay?" Zhan Yu suddenly felt stupid, but no matter how stupid he was, he had to ask this fucking question...
"Eh?" Zong Xuan turned his head to look at Zhan Yu dumbly, and said, "What do you think?"
pooh-
Two blood arrows sprayed straight out of Zong Xuan's nose, splashing blood on Duan Sanshi's head and face. The poor and promising young Zong Xuan finally rolled his eyes and fell backwards. Just passed out...
"Brother Zong, Brother Zong...you can't die, you have to hold on..."
The unscrupulous people hurried forward to help Zong Xuan who fainted from the pain...
Only Jiang Shuihan, who was somewhat unimpressed with Zong Xuan, stayed behind, looking at everything in front of him with some amusement.
I don't know some wicked thing, he stepped on the unconscious Meng Yuanjun, and A Yuan, who was stunned by his own people, suddenly sat up, looked around with a dull face, and looked at Jiang Shuihan next to him, Confusedly said: "Wow... What a beautiful chick, this is the most beautiful one I have ever seen in all my dreams... Little girl, little girl, come here, brother hug..."
Jiang Shui broke out in cold sweat, with a chill in his heart, he turned his head and yelled at Duan Sanshi who was scrambling to save Zongxuan, "Third brother, come back quickly, fucking Meng Laoliu!" He's crazy… "
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With the appearance of Huo Tingzun, Motianling's arrogance instantly soared. Xie Haichun, who had the support of his master, straightened his back for a while, and stared coldly at Qingyilou Zhu Hong in front of him.
Zhu Hong took a cold look at Xie Haichun, let out a cold snort of disdain, and looked up at the couple who fell down the second floor. His eyes lingered on the woman on the side for a while, showing a bit of fascination. Then he straightened his eyes and stared at the side Huo Tingzun with a cold face said: "Since it is your question from the owner of Huo Shaozhai, well, I wish Hong a solemn answer to Motianling... On the site of my Tsing Yi Building, it is my Tsing Yi Building that is the master, and it is my Tsing Yi Building that covers the sky with one hand." If you are not convinced, I will beat him in Tsing Yi Lou;
hum—
The surrounding crowd immediately exploded.
It is said that the high-rise in Tsing Yi Building is mysterious, but has a tough style. When I saw it today, this small landlord in a barren land has such arrogance. He dared to face the young village master who provoked Motianling, and he looked down upon it. , instantly overwhelmed this god-like Huo Shaozhai master in terms of aura...
The murderous look in Huo Tingzun's eyes flashed away, and he suddenly smiled self-consciously. Instead of responding to Zhu Hong's provocation from Qingyilou, he turned to smile at the peerless beauty beside him: "What do you think of Fairy Heng? With your Fengyi As the heir of the pavilion, do you think I should teach this arrogant little host of Tsing Yi Building a lesson?"
As soon as Huo Tingzun's words fell, the whole building leaning against the red and nestling in the emerald green immediately fell into silence...
Everyone was stunned...
Fengyi Pavilion
Did you hear Fengyi Pavilion just now
Is the descendant of Fengyi Pavilion alive
In the entire building, all warriors were stunned by this sentence and stood there dumbfounded...
Huo Tingzun proudly looked at the moment he created, and now he is a member of the focus, and under the veil of Heng Suya, there is also a faint smile, she likes to be the focus of everyone's attention, especially when she is the focus of attention. People stare firmly with such admiration, awe, and shocking eyes...
But at this moment of silence, a cry of extreme fright erupted suddenly...
"Third Brother, come back quickly, the fucking Sixth Meng is crazy..."