Chapter 861

Boom.

The trees in the back mountain fell down in pieces, and the strong branches were thrown off the cliff. Then the land was leveled, paved with special stone slabs, and then the reinforcement array was arranged.

It seems that there has long been a fixed process for arranging temporary battlefields, both East and West.

There was Lv Bu staring at the supervisor in the back mountain. Zheng Feiyue was very relieved. He arranged it in the front hall with others and Wang Xiaohua's back palace group.

"That big girl, go and hang the banner."

"Old Han, take some girls to the side hall and put our exhibits out."

"You guys, don't stand there and watch. Move, move, and take off the sign of the bullshit fairy palace."

"Lao Chang, put down your camera, take some people to the back mountain, pick up some stumps and put them in the east courtyard. There will be a lot of people. We don't have so many chairs."

"You! Don't look, it's you! Take some women and remove all the useless things in the palace. Who else can embroider and stand up!"

Under the command of Zheng Feiyue, the fairy peak is full of hard-working figures.

At sunset.

The whole palace has taken on a new look, all the previous extravagant styles have disappeared, everything related to enjoyment has been lost, and only the most basic skeleton has been retained in the whole palace.

In addition, banners were hung everywhere in the palace. The banners hanging in each side hall are different, showing different themes.

After all this, Zheng Feiyue clapped his hands and motioned for the back palace group to gather. More than 80 women consciously lined up in a square array, quietly waiting for Zheng Feiyue to speak.

This gave Zheng Feiyue the illusion of returning to the earth as a supervisor. When he was a wage earner, he had to gather salespeople to give a supervisor lecture at the end of each day.

"Cough."

Zheng Feiyue coughed twice, looked for the feeling of being a supervisor, and said with a smile: "everyone is working hard today. Go back and rest early, and continue to refuel tomorrow."

"Yes."

The crowd heard a sparse response.

A woman raised her hand and asked, "young master Zheng, what shall we do tomorrow?"

"If you don't work tomorrow, you will be trained," Zheng Feiyue replied.

The girls looked at each other.

train?

Zheng Feiyue nodded and said, "I will train you as a qualified etiquette lady in the next few days. On the day of duel, you will be responsible for introducing and displaying some things to the visitors."

"Are those the things on the banner?" asked a woman.

"Yes, there are many things in it, involving new concepts, which is a challenge for you, but I believe you can overcome the difficulties, come on!"

Zheng Feiyue made a fist gesture.

In some confusion, the Hougong regiment shook their pink fists and gestured up and down in front of them. What's the use of this? This childe Zheng looks like a whimsical fool.

The next day.

Houshan is still carrying out battlefield transformation with a roar. The Hougong regiment was called up by Zheng Feiyue early, and everyone is groaning and ready to accept the so-called training.

On the other side, evil god mountain.

Wang Xiaohua is practicing her knife. The blood red blade cuts through the sky, and a blood-colored knife awn shoots out. There are four explosions on the whole mountain.

Wang Buyi looked at it with a kind smile on his face.

At this time, a disciple came and whispered a few words next to Wang Xiaohua. He only heard Wang Xiaohua roar and suddenly inserted the long knife into his feet, shaking the whole mountain.

Lao Wang was surprised. Now Wang Xiaohua is in a state of harmony. With his talent and divine sword, his strength is terrible. If he goes crazy, he doesn't know what disaster will happen to the mountain.

"Well, what's the matter?"

He grabbed Wang Xiaohua, grabbed the knife in Wang Xiaohua's hand and asked quickly.

Wang Xiaohua's eyes were red and wanted to go crazy: "Zheng Feiyue, that shameless villain, stole my fairy peak and robbed the fairy palace while I was away!"

"This..."

Lao Wang opened his eyes and said in secret that the smelly boy was crazy!

Wang Xiaohua turned to him. Her red eyes were ready to cry, and her anger turned into a cry of grievance: "adoptive father, Zheng Feiyue deceived people too much, my women..."

The king did not easily turn his mouth.

He didn't care about the life and death of those women. Instead, he was uneasy about Zheng Feiyue's sudden move. Because he had endured it for so long, the boy seemed to be about to lose it.

"Adoptive father!" Wang Xiaohua shouted in an aggravated voice, "the decisive battle is imminent. It's inconvenient for me to go to fairy peak. Can you help me to protect them?"

Lao Wang glared and said, "a group of women make you lose your sense of propriety? In my opinion, it's best to die, so as to save you from flirting around and doing nothing!"

Wang Xiaohua was shocked: "don't be an adoptive father! Xiaohua really likes them and vows never to disappoint them in this life... If they die in Zheng Feiyue's hands, Xiaohua will kill the thief, and then she will be trapped in fairy peak and never take a step!"

Lao Wang stared.

None of the two younger generation let him worry, one is lazy and one is infatuated. How can the older generation of friars move forward bravely and decisively?

How can we achieve the great cause of fairyland?!

"You... Just, I know Zheng Feiyue. He won't touch your women. At most, he just assigned them to do something, or just let them go." Lao Wang sighed.

Wang Xiaohua looked worried: "what do you do? If it's under the bed, how can I bear it?"

"Don't worry, he's not interested in other people's women. Unlike you, he grabs them as long as he thinks they're good-looking. Meat and vegetables are not taboo!" Lao Wang Leng hum.

Wang Xiaohua was a little relieved. She took a long knife from Lao Wang and said ruthlessly, "when I cut the guy, I will pour his body into a statue and kneel in front of the fairy palace all day to apologize for my woman!"

Lao Wang stopped talking.

In fact, what he wants to say is that although Zheng Feiyue won't touch those women, he can't think of any tricks to stimulate you with the boy's temperament.

Xiaohua, Xiaohua, I hope you can hold it back on the day of the showdown.

Days passed in a hurry.

The day before the showdown, fairy peak was full of people.

Zheng Feiyue had to ask his people to set up checkpoints halfway up the mountain to stop those who wanted to sneak up, and he was the last training for Wang Xiaohua's harem.

Scholars should treat each other with admiration on the third day.

After several days of training, Wang Xiaohua's harem, under the dual stimulation of freedom and Houshan coolies, worked hard and quickly mastered what Zheng Gongzi taught.

That night.

The bonfires on the walls lit up the whole palace.

In the eastern courtyard, more than 80 women of the harem regiment lined up neatly, their hands crossed at their waist, with a polite smile, wearing a temporary uniform, and their exposed arms and thighs were dazzling.

Zheng Feiyue stood at the brightest spot of the fire, was facing the girls and shouted, "my Miss etiquette group, are you ready?"

More than 80 women bent down together, smiling without showing their teeth, with charming eyebrows and eyes, and said in unison, "ready, childe Zheng."

"Good, disband!"

Zheng Feiyue waved his hand.