"He is not a good person." Mo Nianxi whispered into Zhou Xingyun's ear, and the itchy feeling made his neck shrink: "I know, but what can I do? They are outnumbered, and we will suffer a loss if they fight."
"Senior Brother Xingyun, you are a high-ranking official of the imperial court. You don't need to be afraid of him." Xu Zhiqian reminded Zhou Xingyun that he was an official after all, and there was no need to be afraid of the disciples of the Wu Teng Sect. Who under the emperor would dare to hurt the imperial official, and he was also a popular figure.
medical officer.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Zhou Xingyun suddenly realized that Xu Zhiqian was right, he was an official! A dignified eighth-grade official! As long as he showed his official certificate, these unscrupulous people would not dare to touch him.
Xu Zhiqian was so dazed after hearing this that Zhou Xingyun actually forgot that he was an official of the imperial court. How little did he care about his official career? Is he a noble person who regards fame and wealth as floating clouds? Or is he stupid? Still stupid.
Still stupid! Xu Zhiqian asked herself that after traveling all over the country for several years, she had never seen such a strange person...
The disciples of the Wu Teng Sect did not rush to arrest Mo Nianxi, but let the middle-aged man come forward to ask for someone. After all, there were three top masters in Zhou Xingyun's group. Although they were outnumbered, they were not afraid of fighting, but they really had to use swords against each other.
, it is estimated that even if you win, your vitality will be severely damaged, and then the Hong Gang will take advantage.
Therefore, the middle-aged man told the truth that as long as Mo Nianxi was handed over, he would not embarrass others.
Should he hand over Mo Nianxi to protect the overall situation? Or should he fight to the death with the people of the Wu Teng Sect?
When the time came to make a choice, Xu Zijian and others all looked at Zhou Xingyun, indicating that it was up to him to decide whether the black-haired girl should stay or go. Firstly, it was because this group had acted with Zhou Xingyun as the center from beginning to end. Secondly, it was because of Mo Nian
Xi was 'picked up' by Zhou Xingyun halfway, and he should be allowed to make the decision based on both emotion and reason.
"I'll just go with you, who have I been afraid of!" Mo Nianxi seemed not to want to injure her companions. Before Zhou Xingyun could say anything, she strode forward with her hands on her hips, seemingly ready to follow the middle-aged man back to the main helm of the Wuteng Gate.
"Come here!" Zhou Xingyun frowned and pulled the girl back to him: "When did I tell you to leave? You eat mine, live in my house, sleep in my house, and owe me a lot of money. Where can you go without my permission?
You can’t even go!”
"If you don't let me go, they will come." Mo Nianxi was a little touched in her heart. Zhou Xingyun met her by chance and had no reason to protect her.
Moreover, Zhou Xingyun was right, she had been living with him, and now she was getting into trouble for getting into trouble. Even if he didn't drive her away, she would be embarrassed to stay.
"Have you ever done anything harmful to nature?" Zhou Xingyun asked seriously. He had never asked about the black-haired girl's past before, but the current situation was urgent and he had to confirm some things before he could decide whether to protect the beauty.
"No! You can swear it!" Mo Nianxi said with a clear conscience. Apart from some harmless little cheats, she had never done anything bad, and she even often helped others.
"That's it. As long as you haven't done anything harmful to nature, even if the emperor comes to me to ask for someone, I won't hand you over!" Zhou Xingyun said with high spirits. Xu Zhiqian woke up the dreamer. He was an official of the imperial court.
Who is he afraid of?
Nowadays, the prodigal son of Jianshu Villa is no longer what he used to be. With the support of the prince Han Feng and the escort of the sixteenth prince, Wu Tengmen is just a piece of cake. When he shows the royal family token given to him by the sixteenth prince,
Don't kneel down if the other party has the guts! Put a rebel hat on Muto's door. Whoever gives in first will be the grandson!
"I knew you were good to me!" Mo Nianxi was like a stray dog that was picked up by someone, looking at Zhou Xingyun with a sore nose in her eyes.
"Okay! Since you are unwilling to surrender, don't blame our Wu Teng sect for being unethical!" The middle-aged man fixed his eyes on Zhou Xingyun, because he had discovered that Wei Suyao and others were headed by Zhou Xingyun.
The middle-aged man planned to chat a few more words to distract the attention of Wei Suyao and Xu Zijian, and then catch them off guard and take the lead in capturing the thief and the king. As long as Zhou Xingyun is captured, the others will naturally be captured, so there is no need to point the needle at the wheat and kill the enemy.
A thousand will cost you eight hundred.
Zhou Xingyun carefully lowered his head and groped in his pocket, preparing to pull out the token given by the Sixteenth Prince of the Emperor to shock everyone.
Currently, he has three tokens in his pocket, one is Rao Yue's Fengtian City token, and the other is the Nether Sect wooden token. Since the Phoenix Order is somewhat similar to the Emperor's Order, Zhou Xingyun must confirm carefully to avoid taking out the wrong token and causing a big trouble.
However, just as Zhou Xingyun was carefully checking the token, something unexpected happened. A Wu Teng disciple rushed out of the crowd and struck him with a steel knife.
The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw this, because why did his disciples take action before he even gave the order?
"careful!"
Wei Suyao and Mo Nianxi reacted at the same time. The former immediately ran in front of Zhou Xingyun, swung his sword to block the Wuteng disciple's falling knife, and kicked him three feet away. The latter quickly pulled Zhou Xingyun away to avoid him
A third-rate warrior stood stupidly in the front row and was beaten.
A disciple of the Wuteng Sect rashly struck someone, forming a fuse, instantly triggering a melee. More than forty disciples of the Wuteng Sect attacked in groups, forcing Zhou Xingyun and others to retreat...
Zhao Hua and Hu Dewei looked at each other and smiled, thinking that the fight had finally begun.
Xuan Jing watched the two people collaborating and could not help but frown slightly. Just now she saw Zhao Hua and Hu Dewei push the Wu Teng disciple who took the lead out of the crowd with a secret push and a kick, creating this chaos.
Fight.
Zhao Hua and Hu Dewei saw that Zhou Xingyun was taking the limelight in the ring, and they were already dissatisfied in private. When they saw a disciple of the Wu Teng clan coming to trouble Zhou Xingyun, they rejoiced in his misfortune and hoped that the other party would severely punish the prodigal.
The two were worried that Zhou Xingyun would hand over Mo Nianxi in order to protect himself, and would simply interfere in the dark, making the fight more sudden and violent.
A fierce fight between the two sides was about to break out, and the young disciples who were watching retreated one after another, watching the masters fight from a distance.
The young disciples who come to participate in the martial arts festival are basically second- and third-rate newcomers to the martial arts world. They can learn a lot from the huge brawl that is foreseeable but out of reach.
Of course, most people still eat melon seeds and watch the fun, sitting back and watching how the show ends.
"Jiewen, Zijian, protect Zhiqian!" Zhou Xingyun drew out his sword and shouted. Xu Zhiqian is a weak woman with zero combat power, and she must not be allowed to get hurt innocently.
"The mad dragon shakes the whole world!" Xu Zijian raised one leg and stomped the ground suddenly. His internal force shook the earth, instantly overturning a burst of dust. Then, Xu Zijian punched his fists like a rainstorm, and the wind of the fists affected the dust, forming translucent energy.
Rush towards the enemy.
The disciples of the Wuteng sect who rushed forward were instantly hit by the invisible fist force that split the sky and covered the earth, and retreated like a huge wave.
Zhou Xingyun was dumbfounded and opened his mouth wide. Xu Zijian's move was very domineering. He kept steady on his horse and fired wildly. His fists kept swinging and hit the flying dust and gravel, thereby increasing the power of the attack.
opponent.
Xu Zijian's unimaginable boxing speed, his boxing style was like fortress machine gun fire, forming perfect fire suppression, making it difficult for the Wu Teng disciples to move forward.
Wu Jiewen seized the opportunity and quickly retreated with Xu Zhiqian to prevent the talented lady from being captured without mercy...
"Stop, stop, stop! Brothers of the Wuteng sect, please abide by the rules of the world! Qin is a scholar! How can you be violent to a scholar? Help! Help! Come and save people!" Qin Shou ran away with his head in his arms.
, followed closely behind him by three Wuteng disciples.
Qin Shou originally thought that it was safe to hide behind Wei Suyao, but as soon as the two sides started fighting, the girl abandoned him and stayed by Zhou Xingyun's side desperately. It was really unlucky to hug the Buddha to the horse's hoof. If he had known this, he should have hugged him tightly.
Zhou Xingyun, and now Wei Suyao and Mo Nianxi, two top masters, are by his side. There is no safer place than there.
Qin Shou turned around and visually saw that the three Wuteng disciples were about to catch up with him. He was immediately filled with grief and despair, and took the worst-case scenario countermeasures.
Standing still, squatting, holding his head, and shrinking his head, Qin Shou is like a Transformer, instantly changing from a running state to a defensive state.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Shou shrank into a ball, and his transformation movements were performed smoothly and smoothly, which amazed the young disciples who were watching the excitement. He secretly thought that this guy must have practiced, otherwise how could his movements be so smooth and impressive?
When the Wu Teng disciples saw Qin Shou giving up running and squatting down, they looked at each other and smiled, then slowed down and walked toward him.
Looking sideways at the three Wuteng disciples who were approaching step by step with sneers on their faces, Qin Shou could only prepare for the worst, tense up and wait for the beating. Now he only had one last wish...don't get slapped in the face.
A gust of wind hit his face, and Qin Shou burst into tears because he vaguely saw a big foot kicking him in the side.
Fortunately, just when Qin Shou was in despair, a familiar voice suddenly came.
"Cloud-piercing legs!"
Mountains and rivers are exhausted and there is no way out. There are dark willows and bright flowers in one village after another. A figure suddenly bursts out from the onlookers, like a gliding kingfisher, riding the wind and waves and flying in the air, crossing the three Muto disciples from front to back.
The powerful leg wind looked like a vertical tornado, passing over Qin Shou's head and knocking three enemies away.
"Beast, do you know that you are going to be safe without me?"
"Guozi! You're finally here!"
Qin Shou was stunned when his childhood sweetheart Guo Heng came to the rescue. The bitterness and bitterness arose spontaneously. He rushed forward with runny noses and tears and hugged his waist.
"Hey, hey, hey! I'm so touched, please don't pull my trousers down, please! I'll fuck you, uncle!" Guo Heng shook Qin Shou away with his kick and hurriedly tightened his belt. The scoundrel almost took his trousers off.
Qin Shou's martial arts skills were weaker than Zhou Xingyun's, so the Wu Teng disciples chasing him were all third-rate martial artists. Guo Heng, a first-rate master, was able to repel the three of them effortlessly.
It is true that Guo Heng's appearance immediately attracted the attention of the Wu Teng disciples, and three first-class warriors surrounded him without saying a word to prevent the boy from taking any further and hurting the other disciples.
Compared to the time at the birthday banquet of the Su Mansion, Guo Heng's martial arts has improved slightly, and he is already a first-class 'backbone' warrior. But if he is to compete with three first-class 'chufan' warriors, one against three, the situation will definitely not be optimistic.
, the chance of winning is almost zero.
Fortunately, Li Xiaofan was nearby and noticed that Qin Shou and Guo Heng were in a tough fight, so he immediately moved closer to help them. With the help of a first-class warrior like him, even if it was two against five, it wouldn't be too strenuous.
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