Of course, Cheng Zifei just thought about it in his heart. If he dared to say this, I believe that these two fat men in hostility would definitely join forces to beat him into meat pies. After all, this fat woman seems to be older than Fatty Jiang, and Fatty Jiang already has two beautiful wives, so how could she fall in love with such a girl like a meat mountain?

The fat lady stared at the fat man, and was very surprised. She didn't take this fat man seriously at all. Who would have thought that the fat man was kicked by her first, hit him again, and then got another kick, but there was nothing wrong with him. And she had the strength to knock him back, and he was evenly matched with him. What a strong body this is? Since she walked in the world, no young man can be safe and sound by her three times. The fat lady finally had admiration in her eyes.

The fat man stretched out his right hand and made a pause. The fat woman who had just set up a posture and wanted to attack again stopped in confusion. The fat man curled his lips and said carelessly: "I said fat woman, you just said fat man was rude, so you were polite? Oh, after you beat him for a long time, you didn't even report a name, so Fat man didn't even know who the opponent was! Is this your family's politeness?"

The fat lady woke up as if she was dreaming. She pounded her head embarrassedly, "Sorry, sorry, as a model of morality and a model of young people, I have forgotten such an important thing, a sin! My mother is Du Qingling, from Liaodong. My father is Du Ziteng, who is the treasured daughter of Liaodong. I heard that you went to the Luoyu Pavilion headquarters to find trouble, so my father sent me to help Deputy Pavilion Master Li!"

Cheng Zifei looked at the fat man and laughed out loud. Such a bloated girl dared to call her Qingling? Then who else can be called Shenhe? And her father actually called Du Ziteng, which is really a good name! The fat man laughed and said, "Well, Du Ziteng, your father's name is really funny, Fatty Master, my stomach hurts! Forget it, Fatty Master will not laugh at you about body matters. We are just half a pound, so brother should not laugh at the second brother!"

When the fat lady Du Qingling heard the fat man teasing her, she couldn't help but get angry again, and said angrily: "Fatty, are you looking for death?" She rushed forward one after another, and rushed forward again. The fat man was not willing to be outdone, so she kicked Du Qingling out, trying to bring Du Qingling down. Du Qingling did not dodge or dodge, but took the fat man's kick, but continued to rush forward. The fat man kicked Du Qingling hard, but was rebounded back. Before he could stand firm, Du Qingling bumped into him again.

A fat man Jiang, who is bloated but flexible, has his right hand changed from fist to palm, and a hand knife slashes Du Qingling's neck. Du Qingling resists a hand knife and continues to hit the fat man, but his fist hits the fat man's chest. After the fat man slashes Du Qingling's neck with a hand knife, he raises his hand and presses it down, presses it on Du Qingling's head, and jumps up with a knee hit, hits Du Qingling's face. Du Qingling moves so fast that he instantly closes his fist and turns his palm, and presses the fat man's knee like lightning, resolving the knee hit.

The fat man swung his arm and slapped it in the face. The mouth would not hurt much, and there was more obvious humiliation. Du Qingling immediately leaned back, his fat and bloated body almost pressed against the ground, and he kicked out with one foot and kicked the fat man's lower abdomen.

Sure enough, it was fast and ruthless. The fat man reached out and slapped Du Qingling's thigh, swept out a few feet away, and stood next to the osmanthus tree that was broken by the fat man just now.

Since Zhu Congwu had not followed, the fat man did not have a proud weapon, the laurel tree was quite in line with his wishes. The fat man swung his arm and slashed his two swords with full energy. The laurel tree was cut off completely. The fat man simply picked up half of the laurel tree that was broken with both hands, roared and rushed up again, swung half of the laurel tree as thick as a bowl and smashed it down on his head, as if he was playing a big stick. Du Qingling sneered, his sleeves were bulging, his arms were placed on his head, and shouted: "Open!" The laurel tree broke in an instant.

Seeing that the two were evenly matched, Cheng Zifei knew that he could not help here, and shouted: "Fat Master, fight with this woman first, I'll go see the prince!" Cheng Zifei rushed into Fengwuyuan's main house with a scabbard, but saw Shui Ruyue and Xiahou Lingyu jumping out of the back ear room. Tang Jiusheng was still confronting Li Xinling. There were many blue-clothed warriors under Li Xinling, but none of them dared to take action. Li Xinling himself was not in a hurry to take action.

Tang Jiusheng smiled and said, "Deputy Pavilion Master Li, why don't you and your subordinates take action? Otherwise, when my fat brother dealt with that big fat lady, he will turn around. Your subordinates are not enough to fight him!" Li Xinling did not answer. The reason why he was not in a hurry to take action was because he was not sure that he could kill Tang Jiusheng with one blow. He is a veteran killer. If he killed the enemy and was seriously injured, it would definitely be a loss-making business. Li Xinling would not do this.

Fifteen years ago, Li Xinling sneaked into Dian Yuehui. Although he was lucky enough to die before Dian Yuehui died, he was seriously injured. That incident left him with a profound lesson and a great psychological shadow. Since then, Li Xinling will never take action rashly, even if both sides are injured, it will not work. Moreover, there are still people in Luoyu Pavilion today who are not obeyed his control and secretly colluded with the Wei Wang Mansion to betray him? Even if he was seriously injured and lucky enough to kill Tang Jiusheng, he would be killed by the Wei Wang Mansion who came to take revenge. He must first find out the internal rebellious people.

Li Xinling had already felt that several first-grade masters had come from nearby, but they were not his own. Although these martial arts were only in the first-grade martial arts realm, if he killed Tang Jiusheng and was seriously injured, then even a second-grade master would be enough to kill him. He didn't want to exchange his life with Tang Jiusheng. In Li Xinling's eyes, nothing is more valuable than Li Xinling's life. If his life is gone, what is the use of money? What is the use of the Pavilion Master and the Deputy Pavilion Master? What is the use of those who have not completed the loss? It's all empty!

Cheng Zifei saw Shui Ruyue and Xiahou Lingyu jumped into the yard one after another, and laughed: "Princess, Miss Xiahou, are we going to start a massacre now?"

Shui Ruyue shook her head, "The prince said, "Are you going to accumulate some virtue, kill less people, save more people, what's the use of killing these warriors? Rescue Xiaoyu and her father and brother first!"

The princess gave the order, and Cheng Zifei naturally did not dare to say anything more. He pulled out the copper knife that had just been snatched from a warrior and headed straight to the door of the main house, and wanted to move away the firewood that had been piled up at the door. Xiahou Lingyu hurriedly shouted, "I'm fool, just go straight, be careful that there is an organ in the door!" Cheng Zifei woke up as if he was dreaming, and had just passed the Yuhui Tower who was detained.

I was released because of my inner feelings, otherwise I would have died eight times in the mechanism set up in the building. I forgot everything.

Cheng Zifei laughed and changed direction and headed straight for the window. There were also piles of firewood under the window. Immediately, more than a dozen blue-clothed warriors came straight for Cheng Zifei, trying to stop him from breaking the window. Xiahou Lingyu and Shui Ruyue immediately rushed forward and drove away the blue-clothed warriors with the newly seized copper sword. Although both of them were from swords, facing such samurai who were only in the fourth and fifth-grade martial arts realm, they were like adults bullying children. They beat all the guards away in just a few seconds.

Only Li Xinling still looked at Tang Jiusheng with a calm face, as if the things behind him had nothing to do with him, and he did not let the warriors in the green set fire again. He didn't know what he was thinking. As soon as Cheng Zifei rushed to the window, Chen Wentian in the room shouted sternly: "You all retreat and dodge, don't forcefully break the window! There is a mechanism on the window, and if you are not careful, the whole house will collapse! The door cannot be touched! You have to catch a few people familiar with the mechanism to save us!"

Seeing Li Xinling so calm, Tang Jiusheng couldn't help but praise: "Deputy Master Li does have the destiny of a general. Unfortunately, we must fight life and death today, otherwise I really plan to let you go!"

Li Xinling smiled and said, "I have already said that the prince's jokes are good, but just telling jokes is not helpful. In Luoyu Pavilion, everything must be spoken with strength and martial arts can be settled. The prince has brought so many people and wants to make a fuss in my Luoyu Pavilion. I can't help but underestimate me, Li Xinling!" As soon as Li Xinling finished speaking, the courtyard wall on the right side of the main house of Fengwu Garden collapsed. Two fat men collapsed the courtyard wall and rolled in from outside. Fat men Jiang turned over, rode on Du Qingling, and punched him.

Du Qingling, who was not willing to be outdone, made a move to block the fat man's fist. The two rolled around on the ground, cursing each other, and fighting each other, like a gangster on the street, Tang Jiusheng laughed in silence. Li Xinling didn't expect Du Ziteng's daughter to be so unidentified and to fight with a man, he thought Du Ziteng would come to help him in person, but he didn't expect that the cunning Du Ziteng used the excuse of having something important and sent his daughter to help him.

After all, someone sent his daughter to help, and Li Xinling was not good at having an attack on the spot. He just secretly hated Du Ziteng, "A long-time old friend, when he saw something was wrong, he hid himself first. When he was drinking and bragging together, he slapped his chest one by one, and asked not to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but asked to die on the same day of the same month of the same year, and what if there was something wrong in Liaodong, the elder brother could solve anything for you. When you really got into trouble, the elder brother would have something to do. Li Xinling cursed angrily: "Everyone is fake and a paper friendship!"

Li Xinling was feeling hatred when he suddenly heard someone shouting outside the yard: "Prince, Prince, I'm here to help!" Li Xinling's face changed because he heard that this was the voice of the great guardian Falu Dali. Then several people rushed in outside the yard, led by the Northern Sword Saint Zhu Jiafu. Behind Zhu Jiafu, his two sons Zhu Congwen and Zhu Congwu, the two of them stood together with Lu Dali.
Chapter completed!