"Xiao Si, you don't even listen to Miss Shen? How dare you
this is as like as two peas of his speech.
Shen Ning has a funny and angry look at this and that, just like looking at two angry children.
She simply began to stand by.
Xiao Si jumped up, pointed to the wind and called, "it's clearly Miss Shen who asked you to do the job. Why should I go?"
Chasing the wind coldly said: "if I go, who will protect the safety of Miss Shen?"
Four pointed to his nose: "far in the sky, near in front of."
"By you?" Chasing the wind seemed to hiss, coldly turned his eyes.
"Hello, what kind of eyes are you looking at! You look down on me, don't you? You think I can't beat you, don't you? Come on, let's have a fight. Whoever loses will go! " Small four almost gas burst, clenched his fist, to chase the wind vicious cry.
Chase the wind even to look at him: "you are not my opponent."
If it comes to fighting, he doesn't fight with Xiao Si once or twice. He knows each other's Kung Fu.
Xiao Si's skill is flexible, but his lightness skill of chasing the wind is excellent and his internal power is much deeper than that of Xiao Si. Every time he fights, he always gives in to Xiao Si, otherwise he can't pass 50 moves under him.
It's just that what he said is true, but this truth is too deep in Xiao Si's heart, especially in front of Xiao Ru.
"Who says I'm not your opponent!" Xiao Si's face turned red.
He dashed to chase the wind with a lunge and said defiantly, "do you want to try it?"
"Try and try." Chasing the wind doesn't care at all. He has a plan in mind.
"Well, you said that, and don't regret it!" The fourth has already begun to roll his sleeves.
He had been holding back for a long time and wanted to compete with the wind.
Along the way, he had already taken the bottle of elixir that Mo Chuan gave him to increase his internal power. He realized that he had made great progress in his skill. He had long wanted to find an opportunity to surprise this chasing wind.
In addition, in front of Xiaoru, he wants to show Xiaoru whether it is his senior martial arts or the one who pursues martial arts.
"Don't regret losing." Every word that Zhuifeng says is true, but the truth takes human life!
Xiao Si was half angry, but he told himself that he must not be angry. If he was angry, he would really lose.
At this time, they were stopping in the suburbs to have a rest. Originally, the royal guards were all eating together, but they were attracted by the shouting here.
"What's going on there? It's like a fight? "
"It's not a fight, it's the wind chasing guard and the fourth father-in-law who want to compete."
"Ah? tournament? This is interesting. I must go and see it. "
"Let's go. Let's go together."
The royal guards did not care to eat, Hula all of a sudden surrounded up, one by one interesting.
Small four turns a head to see, the head "buzz" once big, facial expression stinks.
"What are you guys doing here?" He is not angry.
As a matter of fact, he is shouting fiercely. He has no idea whether he can win or not.
After all, every time he tries to compete with Zhuifeng, Zhuifeng is deliberately tolerated, which makes him have no idea of the real foundation of his martial arts. Although his skill has been improved a lot, he may not be able to defeat it.
He just wanted to have a try, but he was surprised by the guards.
Under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, if I lose, where will this face go!
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