The kitten shook his head for a moment.

The entire audience burst into laughter.

This Chu Feng, forget it if you lie, if you lie in front of others, isn't this a slap in the face?

"Hahaha!"

At the same time.

Xishu.

An old man who looked to be in his fifties and was in good spirits was in the garden, drinking idle tea.

In front of him,

A young man sat across from the table, and behind him stood an old man.

The young man was dressed in a Tangmen uniform and wore a phoenix feather eye ornament, which looked a little demonic.

Those who are familiar with it know that this is not just an eye ornament, but,

Status symbols.

This young man is the youngest head of the Tang Sect today-Tang Ning!

President Song...... Where did the thousand umbrellas go?" behind the young man, the old man spoke eagerly.

He is one of the master forging masters of the Thousand Machine Umbrella.

Naturally, I can't see my hard work in vain!

"Where did you go, where did you go?"

Hundreds of questions are asked, and they don't get tired of it.

Song Jiuzhou reluctantly calmed down and picked up the teacup.

Let him admit that he gave it away, wouldn't his old face have to be lost......

He was surprised.

The artifact sent by the Tang Gate was lost, but the young master of the door was as calm as water. Even with a smile?

Such a bearing.

is worthy of being the first person of the younger generation in the history of the Tang Sect, Tang Ning.

The outside world is far underestimated, the Tang Gate of this mountain.

"You speak!"

The master roared violently, making Song Jiuzhou's hand holding tea tremble.

Tea spilled in response.

Song Jiuzhou's face instantly darkened.

"Okay, okay, I've got a showdown!"

Nagged like a crow, he was also a little annoyed, and said bluntly: "I gave away the thousand machine umbrellas, okay?"

"Gave it away?" "The master's face was red: "We have worked so hard to build it for so long, you, you will ...... it"

"There's no way," Song Jiuzhou shook his head: "Even if you don't send it, when the time comes, you will lose face." ”

The master obviously didn't understand, and trembled with anger: "Song Jiuzhou, you really sent Kyushu!"

It's simply, Kyushu is going to give away heads!

Bad seeds!

It's Downing.

Suddenly, he spoke: "President Song, let me guess, did that umbrella fall into the hands of a young man surnamed Chu?"

In a word.

President Song, who was originally cheeky and not afraid of boiling water, suddenly became shocked.

He slammed himself up from his seat.

Seeing this, the young man smiled and shook his head: "Elder, let's go back." ”

Thousands of umbrellas, given to that one, I don't know if it's a loss.

But...... Destined to become famous.

Although the master said nagging, he listened to the young man's words, and walked out of the manor while scolding.

Only Song Jiuzhou was left, staring for a long time: "Wait......"

Karamon.

Once in Xishu, it was also one of the best, behemoths!

However, one day, the twelve halls of the Tang Gate were all missing.

After that, the ancestor of the Tang Sect announced the closure of the mountain.

Finally, the dragon and tiger discussed the sword and was able to come out to breathe......

But the first one became a deserter.

"Back then, the dragon and tiger discussed the sword, and the one who went up the mountain ...... Is it him?"

The more Song Jiuzhou thought about it, the more he felt that his scalp was numb.

Then he smiled.

It's okay, it's okay,

I gave the umbrella to Chu Feng early, which can be regarded as a good fate?

Sometimes.

An elder of the Martial Arts Association walked in quickly: "President, take a look, your personal disciple, give our Xishu Martial Arts Association a face!"

With that, he held his phone aloft.

On the screen, an article stands out.

'Song Qilu grabbed the umbrella for the teacher, and he was injustice for the righteousness!'

Hear the words.

Song Jiuzhou took a sip of tea and squirted it out again.

Brushed the ground and stood up from his seat, snatched his phone, only to feel the cold pot empowerment, and his whole body was cold.

"Long face, long head!"

Where is the long face?

What the hell is this, is it idle that his life is not long enough?

While scolding the elder, Song Jiuzhou hurriedly dialed the phone.

"Song Qilu, apologize to him immediately, and then, get back!"

Soochow University.

On the Wutai,

Song Qilu hung up the phone directly and smiled.

He wasn't afraid.

Isn't it just power?

Now that everyone is watching, I will apply for justice for everyone, if you Chu Feng dare to play tricks afterwards, it will definitely cause public outrage.

You can't beat me on the field.

Off the field, you can't play yin.

So, why be afraid?

A thousand machine umbrellas, Master wants to give them, and they are destined to give them to me, you don't deserve to take it.

"Seven spirits are good!"

"This is a chivalrous man, crying out for the cold warriors in the world!"

"Speak up for your lover, be affectionate and righteous, and deserve to be the third son!" many people shouted.

Chu Feng watched coldly.

It is worthy of being a brain-dead fan.

He spoke for Qianqian just now, but it was these people who attacked.

Field.

Song Qilu stood with his hands in his hands and said proudly: "Not only do you distinguish between superiority and inferiority, but also decide life and death." ”

"Chu Feng, do you dare to come up?"

Suddenly.

"I'll come,"

"I'm coming!"

In the guest seat, the two stood up at the same time.

Qingshen's third son, Zhang Tianji.

Qingshen Twenty, Knife Mania.

The two of them spoke at the same time, making the eyes of those around them widen.

When Zhang Tianji saw the knife madness get up, he smiled and slowly sat back in his seat.

He knew that he couldn't beat him if he went, so he just made a statement in front of the Emperor of Chu and apologized for what happened before.

And the knife maniac is different.

Looking at the audience, the double knife battle intent roared: "Let him go, you are not qualified, so, I will come." ”

Wow –

Countless people showed surprise.

To know.

Song Qilu has only used two swords in the previous battle,

And the return of the three swords to the sect was forced out when he fought against the sword maniac!

And that time, even if it was three swords, it was only a small victory......

Now the two have a new hatred and an old hatred.

It can be described as ...... At swords' points.

Destined for an exciting showdown?

However, Song Qilu frowned.

To be honest, the hundred great green gods, who to fight, he will not be ambiguous.

You can go it all ...... alone

People who have not experienced that trick to draw a knife and cut off the water are ...... at all Won't know how terrible it is.

In particular, he learned from his master that the knife maniac actually has a back hand.

The knife is drawn to cut off the water, and the water is more flowing.

None of that matters.

The most important point is that he is actually here to call Chu Feng, and he will take unnecessary risks when he fights with the knife......

Stage.

Ning Zong stood beside Chu Feng, his brows furrowed, and he said in a strange manner: "A dog thing, how can there be so many people to protect it?"

turned to look directly at Chu Feng and said softly: "Do you dare to stand up yourself?"

Don't want to.

The white-haired young man just witnessed the end of the knife madness, and said lightly: "Song Qiluo, you lost." ”

Ning Zong frowned and narrowed his eyes: "You and me, how about a bet?"

"According to what Song Qilu said, both high and low, but also life and death, do you dare to gamble with your life?"

Chu Feng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Ning Zong sneered.

"Bad seeds!"

Seeing the end of the knife madness.

Song Qilu's eyes became extremely fierce.

There is no need to say more, and after both sides stand still, they all begin to gather momentum.

Wait for the audience to hold their breath and concentrate.

Song Qilu suddenly smiled: "Knife madness, knife madness, being a gun for others will pay a price." ”

The knife maniac looked slightly condensed.

As soon as the words fell, one flying sword after another flew out of the sword box behind him.

Less yin, less yang, too yin, the sun, throughout Changhong, all out of the sheath!

"Four swords, return to the sect. ”

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