"Success!" He Lianzheng said briskly, "I have never defaulted on my debts in my life."
"Okay." Feng Zhi smiled and held his chin, and looked at him amusedly, "If the concubine wins, I will never talk about being a concubine again. From now on, you will see me once and call me auntie once."
"Bold!"
The eight whips glowed with golden threads in mid-air, and rushed straight to Feng Zhiwei's face.
In the strong wind and golden shadows, Feng Zhiwei An didn't move, she peeled her walnuts carefully without moving a single eyebrow.
He Lianzheng stared at Feng Zhiwei, suddenly raised his arm, and the eight menacing whips were like his arms, and immediately stopped in mid-air.
"Very courageous." He Lianzheng narrowed his eyes for the first time, "Then what if you lose?"
"If the concubine loses." Feng Zhiwei blew on the floating skin on the walnut, and glanced over, "Naturally, if you want to go to the grassland, you can go to the grassland, and if you want to send a maid, you can send a maid, and you will be with you all over the world. , anything in the world, as long as the concubine can do it, I can do whatever I want."
He Lianzheng's first reaction when he heard this was that he was at a loss. She was his concubine in the first place. Of course, if she wanted to go to the grassland, she would go to the grassland. , fluttering like peach blossoms in the spring breeze; looking at the woman blowing the walnut skin delicately, the corners of the slightly raised eyes are full of water, fluttering like feathers, as if floating into the bottom of my heart, itching and nowhere to scratch , I thought in a trance, are those walnuts peeled for me to eat...
In such a trance, I didn't remember what I said, and then I saw the surprised expressions on the faces of the people in the yard, and Feng Zhiwei had already clapped loudly, praising: "Your Majesty is refreshing!"
Lianzheng didn't feel it was a loss for this praise, he sat down with a golden knife and waited for "whatever you want", but Feng Zhiwei said again: "On this side of the concubine, this maid is going to fight, what about the prince? Need it?" Wheel battles, random battles, all-in-one battles, or your final battle?"
He Lianzheng listened, feeling displeased, raised his eyebrows and said, "You're just a maid to ask for advice, why am I participating? What are you doing in the wheel fight? Let San Falcon go."
"This concubine bets all on my family's Yiyi." Feng Zhiwei raised his eyebrows and smiled, "How dare the son?"
"Why don't you dare?" He Lianzheng said proudly, "San Falcon, give me some pointers."
"Don't worry! Today, you and the third child will be able to bridal chamber in the evening." Another man with a pixiu tattoo on his eyebrows smiled more confidently and proudly than He Lianzheng.
Feng Zhiwei got up and walked to Gu's side, sighing with unbearable heartache: "Oh, I have pity on my Yiyi, a delicate and weak person, because I want to fight with the most heroic warrior under the account of Prince Hu Zhuo..."
"She can also make a bet." He Lianzheng became more generous, pointing nonchalantly.
Feng Zhiwei immediately moved under the veil of Maid Gu, and said in a low voice, "Quick mention, quick mention."
Gu Maiyan, who thought it was hard to talk, would ignore her, but who knew he said: "Let's talk after the fight."
Feng Zhiwei looked up at Maiyan Gu dully, didn't you, have you really thought about the bet? Which kitchen's smoke has caught you today
She was too sluggish, too close without realizing it, her upturned face was about to touch Gu Nanyi's chin, if it wasn't for the veil, it seemed that those long and curly eyelashes would have swept across Gu Nanyi's face, she was indifferent to everything Gu Nanyi lowered his eyes, and the girl's smooth forehead came into view. He was startled, and suddenly felt that this woman seemed to be getting closer, too close.
My heart was a little rough for some reason, and I felt uncomfortable, as if I saw the small walnuts under the cliff. The fragrance is ten miles away, but it is embarrassing to reach.
Gu Nanyi stood there and thought about it, but he couldn't figure out the ins and outs of this feeling, so he took the most direct method, pushed Feng Zhiwei away with a swipe, and walked over slowly without turning his head.
Hu Zhuo's subordinates were still casually chatting and joking about San Falcon who was going into the bridal chamber tonight, while He Lianzheng was still sitting on the sidelines, drinking the tea brought by Qiu Fu's servants, while carefully thinking about Feng Zhiwei's Every movement, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it looks, just like the more you drink the tea, the better it tastes.
Then Gu Nanyi took a few steps, and the eight Biao who were joking with each other suddenly fell silent.
He Lianzheng felt the silence, and when he looked back to see Gu Nanyi, he almost choked his throat with a mouthful of hot tea.
Unknowingly when Gu Nanyi had a strange-shaped jade sword in his hand, the jade was blood-red in color and intense in color, it was an extremely rare blood jade, and the hilt was golden, faintly embossed with a pagoda-like pattern.
The combination of the golden pagoda and the blood-colored sword body is clearly uncoordinated, but it makes people feel a chill inexplicably.
As for Gu Nanyi's standing posture, there are obviously empty doors everywhere, but when you look carefully, there is no empty door, and it turns out to be a seamless one, with no trace to be found.
Footwork, weapons, and temperament are obviously not simple characters. At this moment, if you can't see the problems in them, the famous Huzhuo Shizi and his subordinate Babiao will be in vain.
San Falcon's face became serious, and he looked at He Lianzheng.
He Lianzheng put down his tea slowly, looked up at the sky, but after a while he waved to San Falcon resolutely.
San Falcon's face straightened, without saying a word, he carefully took out a pair of golden hammers from behind, and strode up.
At this time, Feng Zhiwei has a little respect for He Lianzheng.
I have already seen that Gu Nanyi is not easy to mess with, but he is still willing to bet his life and reputation on his subordinates and let him go to fight. Difficult to reach.
Such a person can make people die with a smile on their face.
San Falcon strode up, with gratitude and respect for his master in his heart, his blood tremblingly rushing up, rushing to his temples, he held a pair of heavy golden hammers in his hand, remembering his undefeated record, and looked at him again. The lazy Gu Nanyi on the opposite side suddenly felt that he had lost his sight.
Where is the appearance of a master? Look, there is a walnut in his hand.
"Hey!"
When the huge golden hammer came down with a fierce wind, it was like a round of sun rushing down from the sky, pressing down on Gu Nanyi Tianling like Mount Tai.
The gust of wind was so strong that it seemed to smash Gu Nanyi into the ground in one fell swoop, and the sound of the wind lifted Gu Nanyi's sleeves, and the tall and thin him seemed to be swept away by the wind.