Great World of Magic Cube Chapter 1985: Xiang Shaolong
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"Who gave it to?" Xiang Shaolong said, his chest turned like a punch, and his face turned pale, and asked astringently.
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you, Shaolong--" Tao Fang was shocked in his heart. He probably didn't expect Xiang Shaolong to be so affectionate, and sighed one by one.
"Don't say it. I haven't proved that I'm really dead. You shouldn't give her away." Before Shao Fang finished talking, Xiang Shaolong angered and shouted.
"Shao Long will take a rest and take a bath in the other building first. Let me think of a way for you. The host will meet you in person tomorrow. This is the greatest honor for the samurai in our house. Never miss the opportunity." Deep, even if he was reprimanded by Xiang Shaolong in person, his face did not show any slight color, and he said calmly as before.
He then waved his hand and summoned several maidservants to serve Xiang Shaolong, and then got up and left the other courtyard.
Xiao Shaolong, inexplicably irritable, didn't pay attention. He was completely mentally unable to cope with the beautiful maidservant who had to spend time trying to make fun of him.
It didn’t take long before he was called back by a quarrel.
"Mr. Yan, Xiang Shaolong is my guest. You can't do this well." It was Tao Fang's voice.
Xiang Shaolong, who heard the famous name mentioned in Tao Fang's mouth, was shocked, and he couldn't help getting nervous.
"Tao Fang, this is our Mo family's business. Are you going to intervene in certain?" Yan Pingman said.
Tao Fang frowned, and his face was embarrassed.
Although he is now because of the Wu family. In the city, it can be regarded as the number one figure, so that the average person will give him a little thin face when facing him. But it all depends on what is happening, and it is clear that this kind of thing inside the school is not something that a small businessman servant can intervene.
"Hum." Yan Ping saw Tao Fang silent, snorted coldly, reached out and pushed Tao Fang aside, and took four or five sword-riding disciples behind him and walked into the other courtyard with impunity.
Seeing this, Tao Fang sighed and quickly followed.
It's just three rounds. A group of people came to the other courtyard and saw Xiang Shaolong, who was absent-minded.
"Master, it's him." At this moment, a disciple of Mai bare feet behind Yan Ping, holding a bronze sword, said aloud.
It was the man who was monitoring at the gate of the city.
"You are Xiang Shaolong?" Yan Ping narrowed his eyes and looked sharply at Xiang Shaolong, who calmed himself down.
"Yes, it's right down." Xiang Shaolong said softly, "I don't know if you are..."
"This is Mr. Yan Ping, the son of the Handan Mozhi Museum." Tao Fang on the side quickly introduced.
"Oh. The original Mr. Yan, good luck, good luck." Xiang Shaolong got up and clenched his fists, said very politely.
"Ma San." Yan Ping suddenly shouted.
"The disciple is here." The barefoot Mai man should shout.
"Try the skill of the next hero." Yan Ping ordered.
"Yes." Ma San agreed, and walked beside Xiang Shaolong with his sword.
"Slow" Just as Ma San was preparing to make a speech to invite Xiang Shaolong to fight, Tao Fang eventually was not silent. Raised his hands and shouted.
"Well?" Yan Ping frowned and looked at Tao Fang with an eye.
"Mr. Yan, you have only said a few words to ask Mr. Xiang, but you have to do it without saying it. It's a bit over." Tao Fang said with a sullen face.
Don’t look at Tao Fang looking a little fat. But his face sank, and a sense of dignity really came out of his body disperse.
"The hero of Jiuwen Xiang is strong in martial arts. He used to be a man against horse thieves, fighting for time for the Wujia warriors to escape. He is very clumsy and thinks that swordsmanship is very good. I don’t know if the hero can appreciate his face and learn from it. , To confirm that the rumor is true?" No use of Yan Ping's words, Ma San on the side already clenched fists at Xiang Shaolong and invited.
The tone of the words not only happily brought the matter of Bidou to oneself, but also implied the general, pushing Xiang Shaolong to the point of having to choose.
Obviously, even if the disciples who can be brought by Yan Ping are not good at martial arts, they are certainly savvy, not ordinary people.
As a result, Tao Fang had to swallow the following words back into his stomach.
During the Warring States period, in order to strengthen the people, the laws of various countries basically do not allow private fighting, so fighting is more visible than swords, and even losing life for this is a very common thing. Although this kind of competition can also be rejected with reasons, the negative reputation it brings is not what the average person wants, so most of the time, the challenged person will not refuse, even if he knows that he is not an opponent ......
Looking at the situation in front of her, Xiang Shaolong, who knew he had no choice, gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Okay."
The dark black wood sword was pulled out and went to the center of the other courtyard. Ma San sneered, and also carried the bronze sword to Xiang Shaolong's opposite side. Others retreated to the sides with interest, making room for them to compete.
"Shaolong, change your sword." Looking at the wooden sword held by Xiang Shaolong, Tao Fang frowned.
"Tao Gong is assured that this wooden sword is specially made by the minister, and he is not afraid of weapons." Xiang Shaolong said quietly. Then Xiang Shaolong's eyes were drooping, and the wooden sword touched the ground gently.
"Masa, be careful." Looking at Xiang Shaolong's performance, Yan Ping's eyes flickered slightly, turning his head to say to Ma Shao opposite Xiang Shaolong.
"Got it, Master." Ma Sanying said.
But as the saying goes, the psychology still has a little underestimation about Xiang Shaolong's performance. Then, Ma San's eyes lit up, and the cold light of the forest bloomed, and his body rushed to Xiang Shoulong like a black shadow, and he spurted directly to Xiang Shaolong's shoulder rib, and he must be ruthless.
Jiangguang approached, Xiang Shaolong took a step back without a sound, his sword tip lifted from the ground, and was hitting the weak point at the front of Masan's Jianguang.
"Clang."
In a short time, I heard a crisp sound, and the sword light in Ma San's hands immediately rumbled open.
Seeing that the expression of Ma San, who had missed a blow, changed slightly, he did not dare to hesitate, immediately turned his wrist and shook the sword out of Jianhua to protect the middle palace, avoiding Xiang Shaolong’s possible victory and chasing, and then restarted. Attacked Xiang Shaolong again.
Xiang Shaolong's wooden sword was lightly pressed, as if he wanted to attack, and immediately he was frightened by Ma Ma's three movements, and Jianguang deflected a point. Xiang Shao Dragon's Eye's eyes lit up, and Mu Jian immediately attacked Masan with two change tricks. Masan didn't dare to neglect, and he also came up with two change tricks.
"Block."
Two crisp sounds immediately echoed in the other courtyard.
Then Xiang Shaolong walked around with another wooden sword, pulling Ma San’s long sword out of the palace, and collapsed, causing Ma San’s arm to vibrate as if he could not hold the sword, but he was like a Mercedes-Benz Ma Ma suddenly bullied him in front of Ma San and hit his shoulders on Ma San's chest.
"Bang!"
In the severe pain, Ma San's body flew backwards uncontrollably.
"Concession." Xiang Shaolong didn't chase after the victory, standing on the spot and holding the wooden sword upside down, said with a fist.
"Okay!" As soon as the words fell, the sound of applause rang in his ears.
"Pappa..." Then a clear applause changed everyone's applause and rang in the courtyard.
The person applauding is Yan Ping.
"The hero Xiang is really good at martial arts, but the hero Xiang seems to use the swordsmanship of my Mormon." Yan Ping said quietly. Then he lowered his eyes and fell on the wooden sword in the hands of Xiang Shaolong, and continued, "If the book is not bad, it should have been the inheritance of Yuanzong, my Momen traitor. I just don't know if he will also give him a lot of money. The order passed to you."
After finishing speaking, Yan Mu's sharp eyes stared directly at Xiang Shaolong, not letting off any expression on his face.
"What is Juju Ling." Xiang Shaolong's mouth hurt when he heard Yuanzong's name, so he said suspiciously.
"...Although the book also believes that Yuanzong won’t give Juzi Ling to an outsider, some people told the book that Juzi Ling was on your hero, and that person shouldn’t say anything. Wrong, so the book also had to be treated with caution." After looking quietly at Xiang Shaolong, he finally couldn't see anything strange from Yan Shaolong's face, Yan Ping said quietly.
"So all heroes, please let us search our body to prove innocence."
In his at the same time because of the fall, the disciples behind him slowly moved to Xiang Shaolong's side, and surrounded him faintly.
Xiang Shaolong's heart jumped, and a white hair sweat came out of the vest.
No way, who is Ju Ziling at his body at this time. Know that since he entered the city, he has never had a rest, even a formal residence, how could Yuan Zong The big son handed over to him was buried at will? So he can't let Yan Ping's people search him.
"Hero of Xiang." I don’t want to see Xiang Shaolong and Mo Zhe as a group of lunatics, and at the same time doesn’t want to lose Tao Shaolong, a talent like Xiang Shaolong. He can’t help but look at Xiang Shaolong, With eyes, he promptly agreed to come down.
"Sure enough, relying on people is better than relying on yourself." Seeing Tao Fang's eyes, a sense of sadness rose from Xiang Shaolong's heart, reminding him involuntarily of the 21st century. Legally sound world.
Afterwards~IndoMTL.com~ Xiang Shao Dragon's Eye God must be, said loudly, "Thank you Tao Ye for his hospitality, I forgive Shao Long for something, I can't stay longer. If I have a destiny in another day, we will never be late again."
Don’t wait for Tao Fang to reflect, immediately dashed into the empty space where Yan Ping’s disciple walked, and quickly rushed out of the other courtyard.
"Where to run!" Knowing where Yan Ping was on Xiang Shaolong, Yan Ping was willing to let it go. He immediately burst into a scream, and the person turned into a black dragon. He rushed behind Xiang Shaolong and waved his sword. Go down.
"Poof!"
A scarlet blood sprinkled up to the sky, and it glowed with magnificent colors under the sunlight.
Xiang Shaolong with a sword in his back gritted his teeth, holding back the pain that came from behind, and forced his life potential to rush out of the other courtyard.
It’s just that Xiang Shaolong, who hasn’t yet learned the breathing skills of the Mohist family, is now Yan Ping’s opponent who has been training for many years. There were several long and narrow wounds with visible bones on his body. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile users, please read.)