Although Qi Ying had his back to the party, he heard Ji Luoxue's words clearly and cursed in his heart.
Damn it, you are addicted to flattery and killing, right
Huo Baima wants to show off, so forget it. It's just embarrassing him again. He withdraws when he feels that he can't do it anymore... You praise Huo Baima in person, don't you mean to completely beat him into a piece of stinky shit that will be laughed at by others
At this time.
Chu Fu, who had always wanted to provoke Huo Baima intentionally or unintentionally, also added fuel to the fire: "Master Huo is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but he is also one of the most proficient in literary talents outside the Guan. Dragon and Phoenix will definitely be an eye-opener for everyone. Tiankuo, you can fight with Huo Baima!"
"Hey! I feel so bad!"
As soon as he heard their words, Qi Ying knew that Huo Baima was going to die.
I have seen Chu Tiankuo's sword skills before. Even with his sword moves alone, he is not inferior to any swordsman master. In terms of Zhenlu's moves, except for himself who uses the trajectory image in his mind, I am afraid that everyone present is not very proficient in martial arts. , will all be defeated.
Not to mention half-baked Huo Baima.
really.
Huo Baima, who had been unable to restrain himself for a long time, wanted to show off. After hearing what Ji Luoxue and Chu Fu said, he jumped up from his seat, put on a pair of boxing gloves, and said something like a master. Ask Chu Tiankuo for advice.
Chu Tiankuo broke off a branch from a nearby tree, looked at Huo Baima, and said with a smile: "Brother Huo dares to kill and charge during the day. Chu admires him! So, I will give you three moves tonight."
"unnecessary!"
Huo Baima immediately waved his fists and rushed forward. Even if he didn't use his spiritual power, he had an aura like a wild lion and a tiger, which showed that he also had two brushes.
but.
Chu Tiankuo had a playful look on his face, and he dodged Huo Baima's first three moves with just a few body movements and footwork. Then he whipped up a branch and drew an arc of sword light under the moonlight at night!
Lone Star Sword!
With just a stagger, Chu Tiankuo's body circled to the side of Huo Baima, and the tip of the branch in his hand was right on Huo Baima's throat.
"Concession."
The expression on Chu Tiankuo's face was completely opposite to the words on his lips. His face was full of pride and ridicule, like a rooster that had won a fight and walked back to his seat.
In situ.
Huo Baima stood in front of people in a daze, feeling lost.
Although all the young men and ladies did not laugh in public, they all showed contempt and mocking looks.
Qi Ying felt very uncomfortable. No matter how stupid Huo Baima was, he had never treated him badly. Now he was almost treated like a monkey... It was really annoying.
However, he couldn't stand up for Huo Baima.
"Alas!" Chu Fu sighed, "Young Marshal Huo just drank a lot of wine. He must have been careless for a moment, so he let his younger brother take advantage of him!"
"Oh yes!"
Huo Baima thought that Chu Fu was stepping down for him, so he suddenly laughed again: "I am too drunk to drink, and I have not used the Huojiquan moves flexibly at all."
Chu Fu smiled again: "Brother Huo's drinking power can't show his 'wu' today. As for his 'wen'..."
Huo Baima bowed his hands to everyone present: "I won't let you down! Let me prepare and come back later!"
"please."
Ji Luoxue smiled faintly.
When Huo Baima left the center, a burst of laughter erupted in the field, and the faces of countless young ladies were full of joy - with Huo Baima here, no matter how bad the performance was, they could shine like gold.
…
When Huo Baima came to him with a worried look on his face, Qi Ying immediately stood up and said: "Young Marshal, we are not familiar with this group of people, so let's go first..."
Wu Sanjun didn't care about flattering Huo Baima anymore and said: "Young Marshal, we are not dancers. Don't perform for them at this Lao Shizi party. Go to Baihua Pavilion to have fun and play with red flowers. !”
"no!"
Huo Baima said firmly: "I must not embarrass the people outside the Pass! We must let the people in the capital see the grace of our soldiers outside the Pass!"
Qi Ying really wanted to tell him directly that you had already lost face outside the pass.
Huo Baima looked back at the party area and stopped talking. Instead, he communicated with the two of them: "You two, you must help me find a way! Wu Sanjun, didn't you say that you are your singing saint? I How about a dance in the army, where you sing and I dance?"
Wu Sanjun, who was used to bragging, didn't dare to boast at this time, so he could only prevaricate: "Young Marshal, it's true that I can sing, but the songs I can sing are all small love songs, which are not suitable for the dance of tough guys in the army!"
Huo Baima's eyes turned to Qi Ying: "Qi Yun, can you sing?"
"Won't!"
Qi Ying shrugged, looking innocent.
He was telling the truth, and it was true that he knew how to play some music... but when it came to singing, he was tone-deaf, and it was hard to listen to anyway.
"You two trash!" Huo Baima was furious, "Qi Yun, what kind of bird are you... a bird that doesn't shit?"
"Young Marshal, he is from the Putuo Manla tribe."
"Oh, it doesn't matter whether the bird poops or the Putuoman pulls, aren't you mountain people good at singing and dancing? Can you find Wu Sanjun a folk song and let him learn and sell it now?"
"this… "
Qi Ying was also very anxious. Huo Baima was half a friend after all. He was also very angry when he was bullied by his group of "enemies", but for a while he really didn't think of any way to make Huo Baima regain his position.
A characteristic song of the Putuo Manla ethnic group
How did he know about this kind of thing... Xuan Yu taught him many songs that he had never heard elsewhere.
etc.
Wu Sanjun can sing, he can sing, Huo Baima can dance...
Qi Ying suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Yes! I have a song that will definitely amaze the young commander with his skills and make the people in the capital unable to hold their heads up!"
"really?"
"Seriously! I can play music, and the young commander only has to improvise and dance according to the rhythm and the meaning of the words. However, it depends on whether Brother Sanjun learns the songs quickly or not!"
Wu Sanjun patted his chest: "I am a singing saint after all, I can learn everything at once!"
…
The young ladies were still talking and laughing, waiting for what program Pistachio Huo Baima would bring.
Many young men outside Guan took this opportunity to tell the young ladies from Wangdu whom they had just met about some of the stupid things Huo Baima did in his daily life, making the young ladies giggle.
"coming!"
someone shouted.
"Um?"
Everyone looked around, and sure enough, the pistachio of the party, Huo Baima, had arrived.
However, this time he was not alone. He was followed by two guys who were also dressed in sexy silver armor. One was a scar face and the other was a fat man.
Take a closer look.
puff!
Many people laughed on the spot, and some even spit out the wine in their mouths.
Huo Baima, Scarface, Fatty... weren't they the three people who attacked the Tiger Cavalry during the day
The show brought by these three idiots can make them laugh for half a year!