song of the wind

The big open mouth was stuck in the middle, so blocked that he couldn't breathe, and he was so choked that he spit out the ball, which turned out to be half a baked sweet potato!

This time everyone finally saw clearly that the brown shadow was made by a person wrapped in a white fox cloak in the corner!

37. Ring (4)

"Feng'er!" "Little uncle?!" Including Nangong Yiming, everyone on the other side of the stand was surprised.

"Brother Tai is very skilled, my junior brother has been taken care of by Your Excellency." A tall red-haired warrior, speaking not-so-fluent Chinese, rushed towards Zuo Linfeng like a gust of wind.

"Roasted chestnuts are delicious, Yiming, eat..." Zuo Linfeng ignored the red-haired warrior, just stuffed the chestnuts into his mouth, and threw a handful of chestnuts in front of Nangong Yiming, shaking the stage in shock Nangong Yiming couldn't laugh or cry.

The red-haired warrior was frozen on the spot, his eyes were about to burst into flames. His name was Bo Erchi, nicknamed "Red Lion God". He was very respectful, but Zuo Linfeng didn't pay attention to him at all, it was a great shame and humiliation!

Yunyu hurriedly stood in front of Zuo Linfeng and said, "My Yunzhongjun, Yunyu, will teach the Chishi God's brilliant moves on behalf of this young master!"

"This person dares to plot against Junior Brother Huyan, so he doesn't have the guts to fight me upright? Or do you two come together?" Boerchi laughed back angrily, and the warriors from the Western Regions echoed and clamored.

Zuo Linfeng, who didn't know the situation at all, poked his head out from behind Yunyu with a chestnut in his mouth, and sang vaguely: "Brother Yun, big man, I give you a hot chestnut..." He was singing, and put the chestnut two times with his right hand. People litter!

"..." No matter how good at rhetoric Ren Yunyu was, he was speechless at the moment.

"You brat..." Boerchi was furious, and Shule blurted out the words.The iron fist hit Zuo Linfeng's face directly!At the same time as the green light on the bamboo stick was flipped up, Yunyu's Xuanguang knife also made a move!

"Two against one? Shameless!" "Despicable and shameless Central Plains dog!" The warriors from the Western Regions roared angrily, and there was a tendency to rush forward. Linfeng's bamboo stick didn't pinch Boerchi, but coldly hit Yunyu's buttocks which had just blocked a punch for him!For a moment, the audience was completely silent, only Zuo Linfeng's triumphant laughter remained!

The emerald green bamboo stick didn't stop, and swept towards Boerchi's calf!Bo Erchi was slightly distracted because he suddenly turned his stick to beat Yunyu, and was almost swept away by Zuo Linfeng's bamboo stick!

"Fight!" Zuo Linfeng yelled and laughed, and fluttered his bamboo sticks, chasing the two of them one after another. Everyone present was dumbfounded. They didn't know which side he was helping. Only Qiu Wuji and other insiders understood. Linfeng just played his "fighting game" as usual.

He attacked indiscriminately, even Boerchi, who was full of anger, was confused by him, but this man's bamboo stick was not for fun at all, and he was afraid that the cloud would take the opportunity to attack him, so he had to concentrate on fighting, and did not dare to take the risk of attacking. At a glance, he saw that he was entangled with bamboo sticks and couldn't escape, Boerchi let out a grin, and bounced the huge sharp-edged sword on his back, taking advantage of Zuo Linfeng's unpreparedness, and directly stabbed him in the back!

"Pfft!" The sharp-edged sword hit the snow-white fox fur, but there was no blood spatter, only the fragments of the fox fur that were torn apart by the sword energy flew all over the sky!Boerchi suddenly felt the wind behind him, swung his sword and swung around to block it.

"Crack!" Boerchi was so shocked that he took three steps back before standing still. Only then did he see clearly that the one holding the bamboo stick was a beautiful young man with a light robe and a radiant face, and the one holding hands was another ordinary-looking boy. The handsome black boy stood side by side behind him, and many people present couldn't see how he avoided Boerchi's sneak attack!

I saw that beautiful boy pursing his capricious and beautiful lips, clapping his hands and laughing coquettishly like a child: "Stupid boy! Stupid boy!" As soon as he clapped his hands, there was a soft clattering sound, his left hand was actually Put on a pair of shackles, locked together with that black boy!

"How did Feng'er come here? You still have that messy thing on your hand! How can we clean it up now?" Nangong Muyu asked anxiously.

Qiu Wuji and Nangong Zhengyang had no choice but to smile wryly in return. Could it be that Zuo Linfeng was taken back by force now and declared in front of everyone that he is a lunatic?

"Young man, who are you!" Burchi asked.

Before the beautiful boy could answer, the black boy said with his chest out and his stomach protruding: "Listen up, you barbarian, this young master is the precious son of the famous Sanjue Talent, the young master of Sanjue Village, and the son of Nangong Sword Master. Cousin, uncle of that kid on the stage, brother of the leader of the Beggar Clan, ancestor of your barbarian, Master Li Qiu, I am his boss, do you understand? If you understand, you can call him Uncle Ancestor!"

Li Qiu couldn't stop counting quickly and quickly, and Bo Erchi, who was fluent in Chinese, couldn't even keep up with the listening. How could Li Qiu be trying to take advantage of him?

"Understand? Do you know who he is?" Li Qiu asked.

Bo Erchi was confused by the crowd of "sons, cousins, and ancestors", and he didn't want to admit that he didn't understand in front of Li Qiu, so he snorted and nodded.

"Do you know who the Nangong Sword Master is?" Li Qiu asked intentionally.

Burch nodded again.

"Do you know who your ancestor is?" Li Qiu asked again.

Borchi nodded without further consideration.

"Good grandson, why don't you call grandpa?" Li Qiu pointed at Zuo Linfeng and laughed, all the Han people in the audience burst into wild laughter, even faint laughter could be heard from the VIP box, and everyone present recognized the two Coming towards the warriors of the Western Regions, deliberately frustrating their arrogance.

No matter how he didn't understand, Boerchi knew that he had been tricked by Li Qiu. With a roar of the tiger, his sword jumped up and slashed at the two of them!Before the sword struck, the sword energy shook the ground so that dust flew up!I don't know how much stronger the momentum is than Hu Yankang!

The thin bamboo stick fluttered up lightly, and headed towards the sharp-edged sword without any wind or momentum. It seemed that there was a huge difference in strength and weakness, but it was strange that Boerchi's menacing sword was caught by the sword. Such a soft and weak swing!

Zuo Linfeng led Liqiu, and flew up into the air like a kite with Boerchi's sword energy, took out a few chestnuts and threw them at him, which made Boerchi furious, and chased them fiercely.

Driven by Zuo Linfeng's zhenqi, Li Qiu felt his whole body lost weight, like a flying bird, flying up and down at will in mid-air, couldn't help screaming out of excitement, and turned around to make fun of Bo Erchi: "Did the good grandson come to chase after your grandpa?" Boerchi was so angry that he yelled a series of rough words. Of course Liqiu couldn't understand what he was yelling, but he always knew it would not be good, so he quickly wrote a big story Bang Kua said solemnly in return for Boerchi's mother and family members, and the whole family, including the ancestors, was spared.

Zuo Linfeng, who dragged Li Qiu around the field, couldn't understand Li Qiu's "unfathomable" strange words, and asked blankly, "What is fuck...fuck his mother? Can't you fuck his father?"

Li Qiu was stunned, then laughed so hard that he almost fell to the ground, panting and laughing, "If you want to fuck his father, you can fuck him! Fuck whatever you want, you're welcome."

"I...fuck...fuck...his dad!" Zuo Linfeng read out word by word, it didn't sound like he was swearing.

"You didn't know how many times you were scolded with foul language in the street. How come you haven't learned how to speak foul language yet? The scolding is so boring! How can anyone read poetry like this? Listen! It's gone..." Li Qiu shouted angrily, "Hey! I'm fucking the father of your red-haired savage eighteen generations of ancestors!"

Zuo Linfeng had a bitter face, and said in embarrassment: "It's so long, it's hard to read!" As he said, he kept dodging Boerchi's pursuit again and again, making the audience jump around and the audience While booing and evading, the killing battlefield where China and the West competed for supremacy for a while turned into a place where street urchins played and wreaked havoc.

38. Magic and Reality (1)

The imperial furnace in the Ware Pavilion in the bedroom exhales the intoxicating fragrance like mellow wine. Amidst the misty smoke and the dim light flickering, a young man in a light shirt and barefoot lifts the bead curtain, explores the way with a bamboo stick, and walks through the thick The soft blanket quietly moved closer to the emperor like an elf.

"My lord, you are still as beautiful as that day..." The emperor leaning on the imperial concubine's couch took a sip of the fine wine, and when his drunken eyes cast his eyes on the fairy-like young man in light clothes under the lamp, the drunkenness on his face became even stronger. A youth like Xue Jing, no matter when and where, he still looks so breathtakingly beautiful, a hundred times more intoxicating than alcohol.

The emperor put down the gold cup, stepped forward to pull his hand, he flinched with a smile, but did not withdraw his hand vigorously, the emperor took a step forward, gently hugged him into his arms, looked at his closed eyelids with pity Authentic: "Stop wandering in the rivers and lakes, let me take care of you... Ask the imperial doctor to find a way to heal your eyes, let you live in the best palace, and then make your father a Baiqiaohou... Whatever you want What, I'll give you everything..."

"The man in the arms said a word of thanks in a low voice, leaned softly in the emperor's arms, and let the emperor take off the light shirts on him one by one, the soft and tender skin seemed to be surrounded by a light smoke under the shadow of the lamp , so light that it is unbearable to blow the bombs, it is like a phantom human figure and white clouds, as if it is illusion and reality.

"Once upon a time, an emperor was afraid that his beloved concubine would be blown away by the wind, so he surrounded her with gauze curtains. But you... it seems that you don't really exist, and you will disappear under my nose at any time. You said that I should be locked in chains You, it’s better to lock you up in a golden cage inlaid with gemstones?” The emperor lightly licked the silky skin on his shoulders, and tightly bound his arms, as if he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly.

"I won't let you go! Xiaoxuejing! From this moment on, you are only mine..." The emperor carried him to the imperial couch as if he had found a precious treasure. Amid his jerky tremors, he kissed him like a rainstorm. He buried his head in his incomparably touching naked body and nibbled on it carefully, refusing to let go of every inch and every inch, kissing him so much that he was pressed under him, his eyes were so moved that even his closed eyelids turned pink, his breathing became rough, Moaned in a low voice.

"it is good