"Do you really want to do it?" Dugu Lao felt a little apprehensive.
In the hands of the girl in front of him, he didn't seem to have taken advantage of it. Even if it was the first time they met, when the other party's level of profound energy could be ignored, he didn't get any benefits.
Just like when they met for the first time, when Zhou Zhiruo walked through the mud in weird straw sandals, there were constant surprises for Dugulao, and it could even be said to be frightening. Because as far as he knows, no one has ever been promoted to a nine-star master within a few months, and has touched the edge of the holy rank.
If I had known it was so troublesome now, I might as well have pushed it down the first time we met.
Dugubao subconsciously looked at the girl in front of him again.
This heart is blocked!
Look at this figure, look at this temperament.
Sorry, so sorry!
Back then, at the edge of the mud swamp, she should have been captured indiscriminately. Even the reputation of a frivolous girl is worth it!
Old Mang smiled: "If you look at it again, your eyes will pop out. Our Miss Zhou from Prince Mo's Mansion is absolutely beautiful."
When Dugubao used the Human Jealous Sword last time, he offended Old Mang. He remembered it in his heart, and it happened to be the time to listen to the words.
"Miss Zhou, Xiaosheng doesn't mean anything malicious." Dugubao cupped his hands.
Wu Zhe nodded: "Well, it seems that some young masters also said so in the small book in the market."
Dugu Lao smiled awkwardly: "Then let's go to the field and have a look."
"It's easy to say, please be merciful, Mr. Dugu."
"Don't dare to be merciless." Dugu Lao spread his hands sadly: "Master Long personally accompanied you here, and your master Yuan Healing Palace Qin Palace Master, I can't afford to offend any of them."
"The young man is very modest." Wu Zhe patted him on the shoulder in an old-fashioned way.
Mr. Xie was a little dazed beside him, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while.
"Okay, how about that field?" As soon as he left the living room, he saw a place similar to a school field not far away, and Wu Zhe pointed out: "We will fight there and let your men get some high-quality soldiers. blade."
It is indeed a martial arts arena, but it is not too advanced.
"Just get some foil swords and guns." Dugu Lao sighed.
Others felt as if he was being bullied.
"Smart! Hey, Mr. Xie. Your son is really smart." Wu Zhe exclaimed, "Everyone knows that his enlightenment is about sword intent, not relying on the strength of weapons. What he said seems to be It’s like playing with me, but it’s actually not a disadvantage at all. On the contrary, I’m going to accompany him to test the sword of jealousy.”
Even the old man Xie would blush. Dugu Luo smiled wryly.
Every little thought has been broken.
"Come on, let's fight." Wu Zhe waved his fists and made a starting gesture.
Old Mang couldn't help clapping his hands and praised: "This hand is Zhengshuo from my Mang family, just like an inner disciple who has been training for more than ten years."
Wu Zhe knew that he was taking the stage. But I also murmured in my heart: You have only been trained for more than ten years, and your whole family has been trained for more than ten years.
Dugu Lao didn't respond, and waited until the attendant brought the foil sword before he shook the red tasseled sword body: "Miss Zhou invited you."
As expected, if he didn't dare to hurt Zhou Zhiruo, that would be fine. Sitting on the sidelines, Long Laoduan felt relieved. It seems that the old man's decades of prestige in the world has not been exhausted.
"Old Mang, come and try some snacks made by our Renzhi Pavilion." Elder Xie invited him to taste some refreshments.
"Huh? It tastes like something made by Zhou girl." Long Lao was surprised: "Zhou girl often sends people to send some small snacks to say hello, and some of them are the same as the ones on your table."
Xie Lao laughed and said: "Hehe, our Luoer cares about Ms. Zhou very much. We care about the little things she made in the Yuan Healing Hall, especially the weird ideas she taught the Yuan Healing apprentices. collect."
Long Lao thought for a while and understood. Can't help laughing: "Old Xie, you still have to play tricks in front of this old man? This is what Dugu Lao taught you, right?"
It's really old and cunning, Xie Lao snorted: "I said that I am not suitable for such thought-provoking things, and I really can't hide it from you."
"It's because your acting skills are too bad." Long Lao smiled, and whispered in his heart, it seems that Dugu Lao did have the idea of accepting Zhou Zhiruo into the room.
This is a little troublesome, what should Prince Mo do? It is perfectly natural to have one husband and two wives, but it is absolutely impossible for one daughter to marry twice.
If Dugu Lao really wanted to compete with Zhou Zhiruo, it might be the source of the civil strife in Wu... Old Long began to worry, and couldn't help but think of the saying that a beauty is a disaster.
Looking at the girls on the field, there really is such a saying. If both are not possible. There might be a fight between Prince Mo and Dugu Luo. So can my family power stand on Zhou Zhiruo's side so that the two can't help each other
Originally, there are rare examples of power struggles where the two do not help each other but survived, but if it is a natal family, it seems to be good.
Elder Long began to think about taking Zhou Zhiruo as a foster daughter.
"Look at the trick! The python turned over!"
field. Wu Zhe had already preemptively attacked Dugu Lao, and the first move was already a relatively powerful one-stroke killing style among Python's old moves.
She leaned forward on one foot independently, and attacked in a half-volley with her graceful figure.
Dugu Lao had seen this move from Mang Lao before, and he confronted each other with the sword in a calm manner, displaying a mysterious and mysterious sword intent.
Before the two fought, Wu Zhe kept pressing Dugubao with the whip. had the upper hand. This time, Dugu Lao had the opportunity to use his sword of jealousy with all his strength, which was beyond Wu Zhe's expectations.
This is a sword move that attracts the mysterious power between heaven and earth. Ordinary people can't understand it. They can only appreciate the mystery from the power.
"Huh?" Wu Zhe was surprised, but when he was in the air, he twisted suddenly: "Python Qiandun!"
Her figure was smooth and slippery, perfectly avoiding the opponent's sword move.
However, the fluttering skirts of her body were affected by the envy of the sword, and after rustling, they clinged to her body, like a swimsuit.
But it's just a momentary state, and ordinary people can't see it. Moreover, Wu Zhe always wears thick clothes, showing off his figure but not showing any spring.
This is still the effect of her profound energy body protection, otherwise her clothes would have been torn to pieces by the sword energy. That would definitely make Wu Zhe go berserk.
"This girl is definitely a good vat for giving birth to a baby." Old Xie saw it clearly, and whispered.
"How can anyone describe our Miss Zhou of Prince Mo's Mansion like that." Boss Mang disagreed: "Have you ever seen such a slender tank?"
"My mother said that her figure is easy to give birth to, and she will definitely be able to give birth to a dozen children. But where can it fit in the tank?" Mr. Xie gave him a white look: "Okay, then she is a vase."
"Have you ever seen such a vase that can be punched?" Old Mang continued to bicker.
On the field, Wu Zhe was gradually at a disadvantage. (~^~)