Author: The cat who doesn’t drink water

Yuchi Jingde walked directly in front of Cheng Yaojin and looked at him unwillingly.

"Then let's see who can give the white-haired person to the black-haired person today."

Cheng Yaojin smiled slightly, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

"I'm ready to go to your mansion for a banquet. Remember to leave a leg of lamb for me."

"What a coincidence, I'm waiting too."

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, Changsun Wuji also gave a cold shout.

"You two are sitting here for me. Together, you two are almost two hundred years old. How can you still be like this?"

"snort."

"I hum too."

Hearing Changsun Wuji's roar, the two of them also sat down.

"That's true."

Li Ji looked at the two of them and smiled slightly, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Yanran, you think of these two, no, which of these two teams can win the final crown?"

Li Zhi looked at Li Yanran in front of him. Who knew them best must be his daughter.

"Father, the technical characteristics of these two teams are different. Just like when we compared each other before the imperial competition, which one of them can win can only be determined by whose performance is better."

Li Yanran smiled slightly, it didn't matter who could win, the most important thing is that the Lishan Cup has become the biggest winner.

Both teams are owned by her, and whoever wins and who loses is a civil war, and she has already made a lot of money, so it doesn't matter.

"Father, I feel that Yuchi Huan can win. Even if Cheng Chubi wants to restrain him, it will be difficult."

Li Hong is definitely Yuchi Huan's little fanboy now, and he admires Yuchi Huan very much now.

"Really, I am more optimistic about Cheng Chubi.

His team advances and retreats in an orderly manner and is well organized. It always gives me the feeling of commanding an army.

Cuju is a sport for eleven people, and one Yuchihuan alone cannot win."

Seeing Li Hong supporting Yuchi Huan, Li Zhi curled his lips and expressed his thoughts.

"Mother, how do you feel?"

Li Hong did not dare to talk to Li Zhi, so he could only run into Wu Zetian's arms and act coquettishly.

"I don't know, but I feel that your father is right. Cuju is a confrontation between eleven people, and Yuchi Huan alone cannot win."

Wu Zetian smiled slightly, she felt the same as Li Zhi.

As long as it is a group competitive game, coordination is indispensable.

This is true for games, and so is fighting, so she also supports Li Zhi's point of view.

"Mother, you are not good. Both you and my father bullied me."

Li Hong immediately cried aggrievedly.

I know you love each other, but you can't bully me so shamelessly.

"What kind of bullying? This is what I'm teaching you. Remember, the bravery of an individual cannot defeat a thousand troops at any time, and the same goes for Cuju."

Li Zhi walked directly to Li Hong and gave him a slap from the sky.

"Father, you are not good."

Li Hong was depressed and kept talking, so why did he hit someone?

Is this reasonable?

Li Yanran glanced aside, but Li Yanran ignored him at all.

If the little brat is jealous of your father, who will die if you don't?

Surrounded by a pack of wolves, Li Hong burst into tears, and Li Zhi became irritated when he heard the sobs.

Another slap in the face, and the world became pure.

Only Li Hong covered his mouth and looked at Li Zhi helplessly, with a miserable look on his face.

"Cheng Chubi, I didn't expect that you still have two brushes, and you can actually get to this point."

Yuchi Huan looked at Cheng Chubi in front of him, his eyes full of coldness.

Today, his father has given him a death order. If he wins, he will eat meat and if he loses, he will eat banquets. He does not want to generate income for others.

"Really? I'm surprised too. You idiot can actually come this far, but that's all you've come to."

Cheng Chubi tilted his mouth slightly and looked at Yuchi Huan with murderous intent in his eyes.

His father also told him that he could either live to be welcomed by him, or lie down and go out and be cried by him.

Naturally, he wouldn't want his white-haired father to give him a black-haired father.

So today I can only send Yuchi Huan to die.

"Really? Let's see who is the final winner."

Yuchi Huan also curled up his lips, "Today I will let you see my true strength."

Either you die or I live.

I fought hard.

"Really? I'll wait and see."

"Have you two idiots had enough chatting?"

Changsun Yan glared at the two of them, are you finished chatting?

Should we play football or talk?

"Shut up, me."

"Why are you everywhere?"

The two of them stared at Changsun Yan, as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Beep."

Changsun Yan also glared at the two of them and blew the whistle on his neck.

"???"

"???"

Hearing Changsun Yan blow the whistle, Cheng Chubi and Yuchi Huan were also stunned.

I wonder what these two idiots want to do?

Immediately afterwards, Chang Sun Yan sneered, took out two yellow cards from his pocket, and gave one to each of them.

"Damn, you want to die, don't you?"

"Believe it or not, I broke your leg?"

Before the fight even started, Zhang Sunyan gave each of them a yellow card, and the two immediately became violent.

They rolled up their sleeves together, pretending to beat Chang Sun Yan.

"I am the referee, you try to touch me? Believe it or not, I will send you two off the field directly?"

Changsun Yan felt the murderous intent of the two men and took a step back, looking at the two idiots with a wary expression.

"You wait for me, we will settle the accounts after the game is over."

"Chang Sunyan, I have written this down for you. You should be careful. It is best to only go out at noon."

"Why?"

Changsun Yan looked at Yuchi Huan in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"Because something will happen sooner or later."

"hiss."

Changsun Yan is really scared now, these two fools can do anything.

He already regrets a little now, why did he take the limelight and be the referee of this game?

It's true that a blind man eats shrimps and adds more shrimps blindly.

"start."

Changsun Yan placed the Cuju at Cheng Chubi's feet and stepped away.

If these two old boys try to trick him, his little physique will be ruined.

At the beginning of the game, Yuchi Huan came up with a fierce press, but Cheng Chubi swung Cuju behind him with one kick, and then went straight into Yuchi Huan's half.
To be continued...