Seeing Bai Meisheng's big hand on the hilt of the sword, Zhao Qingzhu immediately became energetic. After putting down the wine jar, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed it. The dead wood sword that he had thrown aside flew up and was firmly caught by him.
With the deadwood sword in his hand, the rogue Zhao chewed the meat in his mouth and looked at Bai Meisheng unblinkingly with his eyes shining.
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Da Chongjiu quickly stood up and walked to sit between Mo Yan and Huimou. In the past six months, he came to a conclusion that both Zhao Qingzhu and Bai Meisheng were animals, and they could fight.
It affects no one except these two girls. So, when these two gods are fighting, being between the two girls is the safest place in the whole continent.
"Boy, I advise you to eat before beating!" Taiqu looked at Zhao Qingzhu with almost sympathy, and while putting the meat into his mouth, he said vaguely: "In the past six months, when have you
It’s not like he beat me so badly that my nose and face were bruised.”
"Hehe, it may not be possible this time!" Zhao Qingzhu, who was holding a dead wood sword, was full of confidence. He stared at Bai Meisheng with his big eyes and said fiercely: "Come on, pretty boy."
brush!
The wooden long sword struck out with lightning, and a strange sword energy fell from the sky.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound, and the dead wood sword in Zhao Qingzhu's hand was disconnected. The wooden long sword dropped by lightning did not slow down and struck Zhao Qingzhu's face fiercely.
Bai Meisheng, who succeeded with the sword, had a proud smile on his face, while Zhao Qingzhu stared angrily at Bai Meisheng, who was standing with his sword closed.
"Your uncle is here to cause trouble, right?"
Holding back the burning pain on his face, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly jumped out, and then hugged Bai Meisheng in front of the stunned eyes of several onlookers, and wrapped his legs around him in an instant.
Bai Meisheng, who had a severe mysophobia, turned his eyes white at the smell of sweat all over his body. He raised the hilt of the long wooden sword in his hand and hit Zhao Qingzhu hard in the face.
How could Zhao Qingzhu, who had been hit once, give him this chance? While tilting his head, he hugged Bai Meisheng's hands and pushed Bai Meisheng to the ground with force.
After pushing Bai Meisheng to the ground, Zhao Qingzhu used one hand to hold the dirt on the ground and sprinkled it towards Bai Meisheng.
"Damn it!"
Bai Meisheng cursed loudly, and the true energy in his body expanded instantly, bouncing away the soil that was thrown in front of him. Then he rose out of thin air, and the wooden long sword danced in the air with a terrifying sword energy and slashed towards Zhao Qingzhu.
"Haha, the pretty boy is angry!"
Zhao Qingzhu moved out of the way when Qian Jun attacked, and slid behind Bai Meisheng, and hugged Bai Meisheng again with his dirty and oily hands.
Looking at the snow-white robe that was made dirty and smelly by Zhao Qingzhu, Bai Meisheng's red eyes instantly became bloodshot. The long wooden sword in her hand buzzed, and the terrifying killing intent spread out unscrupulously.
Feeling Bai Meisheng's killing intent, Zhao Qingzhu, who hugged him tightly, grinned, then jumped away, and at the same time grabbed a wooden stick from the air.
"kill!"
When Bai Meisheng, who was completely angered by Zhao Qingzhu, saw this, thousands of sword shadows swayed from the long wooden sword in his hand, overwhelmingly sweeping towards Zhao Qingzhu.
"Sword Dance Bahuang!"
Zhao Qingzhu was waiting for this moment. Feeling Bai Meisheng's suffocating sword energy, he took a step forward with his right foot and swung the wooden stick in his hand.
The moment the wooden sticks danced out, dense shadows of sticks suddenly appeared in front of the cave. In the shadows of the sticks, eight figures of Zhao Qingzhu flashed side by side.
Bang!
The wooden long sword and the wooden stick collided with each other, and the phantom that filled the entire cave disappeared instantly with the spread of terrifying energy. Zhao Qingzhu's eight phantoms also sank into Zhao Qingzhu's body at the same time.
At the same time that the eight phantoms sank into his body, Zhao Qingzhu disappeared in a whoosh.
The next second, he had appeared in front of Bai Meisheng, and the wooden stick in his hand was quietly pressed against Bai Meisheng's throat.
This scene happened so fast that Hui Mian and Mo Yan felt as if their eyes were blurred and the battle was over.
"You lost."
Zhao Qingzhu, who had the wooden stick pressed against Bai Meisheng's throat, smiled and then said: "If the sword in my hand was a long sword, you would be dead."
"Really?" Bai Meisheng smiled lightly, and then shook his right hand.
"Well!"
Zhao Qingzhu, who felt a tremor in his heart, lowered his head and looked down. The smiling face that had finally shown victory suddenly froze, and he saw the long wooden sword in Bai Meisheng's hand, which was pressed against his heart.
"Tie." Bai Meisheng took back the wooden sword and continued: "Yes, if you continue at this rate, you will be able to defeat me in ten years."
Zhao Qingzhu threw the wooden stick aside fiercely, drooped his head, and said with great depression: "No more playing, eat meat, eat meat."
Taiqu, who had drunk a jar of wine, looked at Zhao Qingzhu with a hint of drunkenness, and said with a smile: "It's finally a tie."
Zhao Qingzhu ignored this guy who was gloating about his misfortune, picked up a piece of pork and started to chew on it. Looking at his posture, it seemed as if what he was chewing was not pork, but that damn Bai Meisheng.
Knowing that Zhao Qingzhu had to look back in silence for a while every time he was defeated, he and Mo Yan sat aside and chatted in tacit understanding. Da Chongjiu even more ignored him and kept grabbing at him.
The meat goes to the mouth.
Under the temptation of Zhao Qingzhu, a super foodie, Mo Yan and Huimou, who were chatting on the side, also joined in this rare feast of wine and meat. Bai Meisheng also changed his clothes and sat down around the wine and meat.
Just as he was taking a piece of meat and preparing to put it in his mouth, a very discordant sound came out very clearly.
"Huh?"
Hearing the sound, he blinked his eyes back and asked, "What is the sound?"
Da Chongjiu on the side blinked, and with the meat still in his mouth, he chuckled and said, "Brother Qingzhu farted." After saying that, he started chewing heavily.
Rogue Zhao turned around and glared at Da Chongjiu, then made another noise as if nothing had happened.
Bai Meisheng's big hand grabbing the meat trembled slightly, and her eyes looked at Zhao Qingzhu with a hint of resentment.
Now he finally realized deeply that he would rather be with villains than offend gangsters, especially big gangsters like Zhao Qingzhu. There are two beautiful girls next to him, so you should be more low-key when farting!
The most important thing is that the gangster Zhao is completely targeting him. He will not let him go in the morning and will not let him go in the evening. He insists on letting him go when he is ready to eat meat. What should he do if he is hungry?
After struggling for a few times, Bai Meisheng finally put down the meat he picked up, then picked up a jar of wine and walked into the cave.
Looking askance at Bai Meisheng walking into the cave, Zhao Qingzhu immediately laughed out loud, still as if nothing had happened, and said to the two women and Da Chongjiu: "Eat, eat, everyone, eat more, they will starve to death."
Mo Yan and Huimou looked at each other, then stood up in tacit agreement and walked into the cave.
Taiqu and Da Chongjiu were most happy to see this scene. As soon as the two girls left, they immediately wolfed down the food.