Chapter 944

In front of the public, the unlucky young man suddenly turned his head down, and suddenly came to the tree with a five pronged salute.

I fell to the ground with a slap, and all my sad nosebleed came out.

Mo Lian, Qin DA and other people couldn't bear to look directly over their heads, only to see the crowd silent for a second, then burst out laughing.

Duan Yue doesn't know where to touch a small fan with gold and embroidery. He covers half of his handsome face. Peach blossom eyes wink and wink emotionally. He laughs badly. "Ah, third brother, what are you doing? This year has passed. You don't have to be so polite! "

Duan Younian, the third member of Duan's family, is red with a face. He struggles to get up from the ground and looks at the crowd around him with laughter.

Those friends of the masses, one by one, were all laughing up and down from time to time.

And in this section, a face paralysis little face no expression of Qiao students appear, especially eye-catching.

Duan Yue leans slightly, goes to see the face of Xiao Mian paralysis specially, then shrivels his mouth and says angrily, "why didn't you smile?"

Everyone laughs. If you don't laugh, how happy you are! He wanted to make her laugh!

"Funny?" Arbor threw him a white eye, turned around and left the word "boring". Then he turned and walked straight to the martial arts school.

All the people who were laughing at the scene were embarrassed, and their faces suddenly became strange.

It's a kind of cold water that obviously wants to laugh, but is suddenly splashed on the head. It's watered from top to bottom, and the passion is suddenly gone.

Duan Yue laughs and follows in, "Joe, it wasn't so funny."

But when I saw those people were killed by your cold face, I felt very happy.

Hum! As soon as arbor entered the martial arts school, Hou Ping, the master of the school, came to meet her. Her eyes flashed quickly, showing a smile on her face.

"I've met the prince, the princess." Hou Ping bowed herself.

At this time, fan Qiuming and Hong Bawei are crowded at the gate of the martial arts school. Neither of them will give way and block the gate of the martial arts school.

"Bawei!" "Qiuming -" roared.

The two teams were crowding in the door like cockfights. Before the game started, they grabbed their cuffs and showed their fists. They wanted to have a big fight!

When Zhao Qiran came on foot with a close servant girl, he saw the two teams blocking the door, refusing to give in half a step, blocking some people who wanted to enter the door.

"Isn't this miss ran from Juncai tower?"

"How can a brothel woman come here?"

"Cut! Does she think that she can go in and watch the match when the eight aristocratic families get together? "

At the time of different opinions, Hou Ping, the head of Juxian martial arts school, ran out again like fighting a fire, and hurriedly separated the two teams that were about to fight, saying repeatedly, "the match is about to start.". You'd better get in quickly and prepare for the first competition. "

Fan Qiuming and Hong Bawei stepped into the gate of Juxian martial arts school at the same time. Fortunately, both of them are of standard figure. You squeezed me at the gate and walked in at the same time.

The two teams in the rear, shaking their fists with shouts and shouts, also rushed into the door.

Hou Ping, the leader of Juxian martial arts school, couldn't help but wipe the old sweat and shake his head.

"Lord of the marquis." Zhao Qiran nodded to Hou Ping, and Shi ran walked into the martial arts school.