Chapter 3: Take every step ()

Seeing the silver sword light rolling like an angry wave, Fenglang looked unhappy at all, and said to the thin old man calmly: "Uncle Yang, I have to trouble you again, so I'll save him half his life!"

The skinny old man was named Feng Qingyang. He grew up watching Fenglang grow up and spoiled him very much. His dependence over the years has led to a very tacit cooperation with Fenglang.

As soon as Fenglang finished speaking, the result was broken. The silver-armored warrior was flying. Suddenly, he felt the air flow in front of him. A blue palm phantom slapped the sword, shaking the extremely sharp sword into several pieces. Before he could be surprised, he was hit in his chest again.

The phantom of his palm seemed to be light and hit the silver-armored warrior, but it was like an iron hammer, causing the arrogant silver-armored warrior to fly backwards, and his outrage was faster than his coming. In the air, the blood was already gushing from his mouth, his limbs facing the sky, and his heavy drop onto the ground.

"Junior, with this little skill, you are not worthy of using a sword. Please spare your life and reflect on it!" Feng Qingyang's momentum was restrained and he returned to his old look.

Another silver-armored warrior changed his expression and turned around and wanted to rush forward to fight his life, but Xiao Cui stopped him in time, so he had to suppress his anger and take care of his companions.

"Don't worry, he just suffered some flesh and blood. After raising it for a while, it will naturally be fine. I hope you can remember that anyone who is right with me will never suffer any loss!" When he said this, the black hair of the wind and waves was flying in the wind, his mouth was tightly pursed, looking sacred and inviolable.

The people present knew Fenglang very well and knew that he became crazy about martial arts, but the effect was counterproductive. Others' kung fu became stronger and stronger as he practiced, but he became worse and worse. In the end, he became an absolute diseased sapling. However, this talented monster seemed more like a strong man at this time.

"Hate, if I... promise you, is it worth the 200,000 gold coins?" Xiao Cui lowered her head and pondered for a while, and suddenly said shyly. She pinched the corner of her clothes, and her face turned redder.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the onlookers were in an uproar, and sighed endlessly, sighing as a flower was inserted into cow dung.

"No, I'm just giving an example. How can Miss Cui take it seriously? Besides, who do you think of me?" To everyone's surprise, Fenglang actually refused, and his face was still full of anger.

Seeing that he was so artificial, the onlookers had the idea of ​​pulling him out and beating him wildly, but due to Feng Qingyang's divine power, none of them dared to stand up.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Cui was both ashamed and annoyed, and secretly blamed her for being too impulsive just now.

"Miss Xiao Cui may not have heard it clearly. What I just said was delivery on the spot. Even if you and I have the same meaning, how can I have the nerve to ask for your body in front of so many people? No, this is absolutely not possible. Don't force me, you must not force me. If I can't control it for a while, how can I go out to see people in the future..." Speaking of this, the wind and waves waves waves waves waves repeatedly, as if they were suffering a huge grievance, and someone was forcing him to make some difficult decisions.

Xiao Cuiken promised him that he was so handsome that he liked him a little bit in his heart. Unexpectedly, this guy was so ignorant.

At this moment, she finally couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. Her eyebrows stood up and murderous intent appeared in her heart. An invisible pressure spread out. The people surrounding the circle in front of her involuntarily took a few steps back and looked at each other in shock.

After a while, Xiao Cui's undulating chest calmed down and she said coldly: "If you don't do secret things, what do you want to do? Let's give you conditions!"

Fenglang did not answer her, but instead walked a few steps forward, stood in front of the portrait of Fairy Liuyun, looked up, and kept sighing that the materials and craftsmanship of the paintings were highly praised by him.

"Do you want to collect this painting? This is not possible? No one can touch this painting without the permission of the lady!" Xiao Cui shook her head and mentioned Fairy Liuyun, her face full of admiration.

"So no one is allowed to touch it!" Feng Lang said to himself, turning his head and silently looking at Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang understood it, nodded at him, raised his hand, and a light blue force was emitted, as if it were the substance, hitting the portrait.

The painting immediately floated down, just falling into the arms of the wind and waves.

Fenglang lowered his head and watched it carefully, and kept exclaiming: "Well, it's such an immortal. I feel pity for you!" As he said that, he lowered his head and sniffed it deeply for a few times, and continued: "Well, it smells so fragrant!"

Xiao Cui's face immediately bulged. If it weren't for the strong strength of Feng Qingyang, she would never give up with Fenglang.

"I looked at it, and I looked at it. No matter how beautiful it is, it is just a painting. I can't eat or sleep. I'm going to give it back to you!" Fenglang held the painting in his arms, feeling very heavy, almost making him breathless, so he had to throw it back to Xiao Cui.

Xiao Cui took it solemnly, looking at Fenglang's eyes full of resentment. She turned her head and handed it to the girl in red dress, saying, "Xiaohuan, please hang it up again!"

The small ring gently held it in his hand, spread its body, flew up, and took a slight effort on the city wall. Within a few ups and downs, he climbed up the city wall more than three meters high, gently hung the portrait, and flew down like a bird, falling lightly, his face was not red, and he was not breathing slightly.

This series of movements was extremely graceful, like a flying fairy, which made people feel refreshed and cheered among the onlookers.

The Great Chu Empire established its country with martial arts. Most people in the world were obsessed with martial arts and respected people with high kung fu. However, useless figures like Fenglang always looked at him with a blank look. If Fenglang had not had a prominent family background, he would probably have completely become ants, trampled on by others, and no one would have pityed him.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of sadness flashed in Fenglang's eyes. What he yearned for most in his life was to become a real strong man. Unfortunately, due to physical defects, he eventually became a sick man. Every time he thought about it, he felt sad.

However, years of hard work have long learned to hide himself well. This gloomy look would never be discovered if it weren't for extremely careful people.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Xiao Cui said angrily. According to Fairy Liuyun's strict order, those who break the rules of Happy Valley must be killed, at any cost.

"The saint said it well, it is easy to get a thousand gold, but it is hard to find a beauty. This way, if Miss Xiao Cui is willing to condescend to kiss me in the face, it would be better to have a discount of 100,000 gold coins!" As the name suggests, these remarks are indeed crazy and irritating.

Xiao Cui's body stiffened, raised her head and looked at the wind and waves carefully. She saw that he was weak and his eyes were very clear, emitting light like a gem, and his whole body was filled with a strange charm.

"That's just a discount of 100,000 gold coins, and the other 100,000. Could it be that you want me to kiss you twice?" Xiao Cui's heart was like a deer ramming, and her voice became lower and lower. After that, it was almost inaudible.

"No, no, as the saying goes, the first kiss is precious, but it will be worthless if you want to get another hundred thousand gold coins, you have to kiss me at least a hundred times!" Fenglang shook the folding fan in his hand a few times and said slowly.

Hearing the wind and waves, the lion opened his mouth wide, Xiao Cui couldn't help but hide it. She wanted to kiss her a hundred times, wouldn't it be like a chicken pecking at rice? She couldn't even kiss her mouth. Thinking of this, her face turned red and her heart was as hot as drinking wine.

Seeing Fenglang talking, Xiaohuan kept looking at her. Xiaohuan frowned and said with gritted teeth: "I know what you mean, don't have to be so troublesome. At worst, I'll kiss you once too!"

"Okay, Miss Xiaohuan is a cheerful person. Although most people don't know how to appreciate it, I like it! Hehe, that's it, but I still have two conditions..." Fenglang closed the folding fan and said slowly: "First, you must have a smile on your face, and a smile from the heart. If I see a little bit forced, then we will split up!"

"You are so troublesome. If you have any conditions, we will agree to it!" Xiao Huan is usually taciturn, but doing things is a manly temperament. He is the most shameful thing about mother-in-law and mother. He said impatiently.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you, the last condition is..." Fenglang pointed to the bench beside Li Dazui with his hand and ordered: "I'll bring the stool here!"

There is a kind of person who is born with the temperament of instructing people. There is no doubt that Fenglang is such a person. Li Dazui knew that he was famous for being a naughty person in Xiaoyao City and did not dare to go against his intentions, so he quickly moved the bench to him.

Fenglang stretched his waist, sat down with a golden sword, stretched out his arms, and said, "You sit in my arms from left to right. As long as you make me happy, I will never make unreasonable trouble and interfere with the rules you set."

Xiao Huan gave him a blank look and thought to himself that he would not make trouble. What is your behavior like this? However, she is quite decisive and too lazy to talk to Fenglang. Without saying a word, she sat next to Fenglang's left head, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at him like a demonstration.

Fenglang was not polite and directly stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, but felt a faint fragrance coming, and there was a feeling of fulfillment in his left arm wrist.

"Come here quickly, why are you grinding?" Xiaohuan glanced at Xiao Cui and suddenly opened his mouth.

Xiao Cui blushed like a tomato, lowered her head, slowly walked to the right side of Fenglang, and sat down with her body.

Fenglang saw that Xiao Cui was far away from him, so he pulled her hard and hugged her over, and a sweet fragrance floated from his nose.

He was holding two beauties in his arms, feeling proud and a proud smile appeared on his face.

After this period of rest, Zhao Qian was able to stand up barely. Seeing the silver-armored warrior busy taking care of his companions, no one seemed to care about him, he stood up quietly and turned around and wanted to run.

Suddenly, a light green light flashed, and a ray of force came, as if pressing on a hill, crushing him to the ground, his whole body became soft, like a pool of mud, slumped to the ground, unable to move any more.

Feng Qingyang took action to control Zhao Qian. With his years of experience, how could he not see the situation in front of him clearly? The slightest test immediately made Zhao Qian unable to move.

When the onlookers saw Fenglang hugging each other, Wen Xiang was full of soft jade, and her eyes were about to fall off.
Chapter completed!