"Come, kill, you guys!" , Ying Xiangmian was covered with blood, and roared angrily with a half-cracked kitchen knife in his hand. Then he grabbed Song Baiyi's collar with his right hand and shouted, "Song Baiyi, you get up, let's fight again." ”

Song Baiyi's body was covered with knife wounds, blood flowed, and there were countless bloodshots left on his teeth, and he said, "No, I can't beat you." ”

Song Lu on the side also had colors on his body, and the sleeves on his left arm were torn off by Song Shiguan's tiger claws, and his smooth arms were full of paw prints.

Song Lu, who used the sword as a crutch, said: "Brother Bai Yi can't help it, Song Heng's light skills are too good, I can't catch it." ”

Song Baiyi raised his hand and said that it was okay.

"Song Lu, your kid's swordsmanship is good, but his strength is too small, just like cotton, it doesn't hurt to hit me. Song Shiguan said with a grin.

"And Song Baiyi, your spear is too rubbish, you can only attack from a distance, and you are vulnerable at close range, hahaha. Song Shiguan, who was kneeling on the ground, laughed wildly and only vomited blood.

Song Baiyi's spear was broken by him, but he was also seriously injured by Song Yuanshu's hammer and couldn't get up.

"Song Heng, your fucking thief can run, but my pants were almost pulled down by me, hehe!. Song Shiguan showed a mouthful of big white teeth and grinned.

Then the elder asked with concern, "Shiguan, can you still stand up?"

Song Shiguan gritted his teeth, his face was difficult, his body kept moving in pain, he couldn't stand up, and finally was carried away on a stretcher and escaped.

Speaking of Song Yuanshu, his hammer was inoperable by Ying Xiangmian, so he had to attack with a fan, but the fan was torn apart by Song Shiguan's claws.

Song Yuanshu was a little regretful and conceited, but he didn't expect that in order to win, they not only cooperated tacitly, and the four of them attacked in a row, but also hid a hand.

The five-man battle was scarred and exhausted.

"Eh" Song Baiyi couldn't hold it anymore and fainted to the ground with serious injuries.

The crowd shouted in amazement.

The deacons and elders announced: Song Baiyi is out.

The five people were in a scuffle, and the battle was very chaotic and tragic.

Ying Xiangmian was very reluctant to participate, and when she first heard that she had entered the final battle, she was retreating.

"How can I, a weak woman, fight with four rough men, since ancient times, good women don't steal things from stinky men. ”

So the day before the finals, I went out and bought a bag of crotons to eat, hoping to pull a thin for two days and escape the game.

But when I was buying Croton, I met the women in red and green during the game, and they saw the warm smile of Xiangmian and said hello.

So Xiangmian greeted them back, but they ran away laughing.

"I don't have words on my face, what's funny. With doubts, the fragrant cotton continued to walk on the road.

But the women on the road all looked at her with curious, scared, and playful expressions, and Xiangmian was even more puzzled why the women on the street had such strange expressions.

My stomach was rumbling with hunger, so I had to go to the nearest stall on the side of the road to eat a bowl of lean pork slices.

Several teenagers in the stall were talking, sitting nearby, looking at the fragrant cotton, while chatting endlessly.

Xiangmian couldn't stand it while eating, so he went up and asked them, "Where did I, Song Heng, offend you?" If you offend me and say bad things about me, please stay away and don't talk so close." ”

"And please, don't talk about it when I'm eating, it will affect my taste. ”

The look of righteous indignation fell into the eyes of the teenagers, and one of the teenagers who took the lead in speaking became even more angry when he heard this, and said: "We haven't troubled you yet! ”

Another teenager said, "It would be nice if we could eat next to you! ”

"What? I don't accept this, isn't it just that I lost to Song Yuanshu? So many people are okay if they lose, why laugh at me. Xiangmian said angrily.

"Oh, are we talking about this?" said one man disdainfully, "see for yourself!" After saying that, he dropped the two books, and a group of people left disdainfully.

What kind of book? Holding it in his hand, Xiangmian was stunned when he saw the title, one "Song Wei's Secret" and the other "The Temptation from Song Wei".

Oh my God! The girl of this time and space is also very imaginative.

The cotton wool was very excited to open it and look at it.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

He is actually the second male in the book, a nephew who has a deep crush on his uncle, uncle and nephew love, an unknown unreinted love.

Xiangmian coughed, it wasn't going to be ... Hit, that's why I'm ...... If you talk nonsense, how did it become like this?

Then open the book "Temptation from Song Wei".

A nephew because he loves his uncle, in the family's internal test, fights with others for the reputation of his uncle.

There are also countless fantasies in my dreams that I am a woman and can be by my uncle's side............

The content is really ruined! Xiangmian was so angry that she tore up the book, trying to find the person who wrote the book and beat her up.

Uncle is a person I respect! Why do you misunderstand the sincere family affection between us in a few words!

beat the book seller severely, and Xiangmian demolished the book shop, and tore all the books before stopping.

Along the way, he regretted that he had slapped his mouth and ruined Song Heng's wisdom, and he thought to himself how he could comfort his soul in the sky.

Ying Xiangmian returned home dejected and found Mu Lang lying on the table, also reading a book.

Asked uncomfortably: "Mu Lang, have you read the book "Song Wei's Secret"?"

Mu Lang turned around and returned seriously: "Young master, I've seen it all." ”

Xiangmian was even more uncomfortable and asked, "Do you think this book is good?"

Mu Lang replied: "The young master and slave don't think it's good-looking, what is said in it is all lies and written blindly. ”

Ying Xiangmian was a little moved, and shouted: "Mulang, you are so good, only you understand me!"

Mu Lang smiled and showed the young master the book he was compiling, "Young master, look, the slave maid also wrote a book, called "The Young Master of the Big Family", which introduces your real life and the most real emotional situation. ”

Then he said: "The young master is a person who loves to practice martial arts, and he spends all his thoughts on practicing martial arts and reading books, so that he is not as they write, only knowing some little love."

Cotton wool burst into tears.

Mu Lang said again: "The young master is a real man, a real hero, his heart is as clean as the mountain spring water in the morning, and he will not put his mind on coveting his uncle." ”

Xiangmian was moved! In tears, he rushed over and hugged Mu Lang, whining and crying, "Mu Lang, I am so wronged! Uncle, he is not the type I like at all." ”

Mu Lang patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "The young master doesn't cry, don't cry, the slaves and maids know." ”

In this way, for the sake of Mu Lang, for his own preferences, and for Song Heng's reputation, Xiangmian participated in the finals with tears.

In the duel, she wants to prove that she is what she wrote in the book, the young master who studies and practices diligently, and she also wants to slap those who insult Song Heng in the face, and she has to prove that she is a real man.

The scarred Ying Xiangmian shouted: "I am a real man, a man who will win the first place." ”

Under the high platform, the group was excited, and the disciples cheered for her.

Because when the five people were fighting, people were conquered by her superb light skills, the spirit of not admitting defeat, and her strong and rigid spirit.

Song Yao, who cheered for Song Lu in the audience, applauded her, Song Tong and Song Huan, who held her fingers tightly, prayed for her, and Song De, who had deep brotherly affection, roared for him, "Come on! Song Heng." ”

At this time, Xiangmian thought, if I can survive today, when I get the prize, I must correct Song Heng's name, he is a man and doesn't like his uncle.

Xiangmian used the Wind Trick to move at high speed, his fists flashed with thunder and lightning, and shouted: "Thunder Fist."

"Boom".

No one dared to open their eyes.

After the smoke dissipated, Ying Xiangmian fell to the ground and was punched by Song Yuanshu.

Everyone "sighs".

His eyes were full of unwillingness, but he closed his eyes helplessly.

The deacon elders who sighed announced: Song Heng is eliminated.

At this time, Mu Lang was still in the Qing Garden, happily writing Ono said.

"The young master will be happy after reading it, I described in the book, how he won the first place, he will always be the best genius boy in the Song family. Mu Lang said happily.

There are also a few books secretly written by myself in the bookcase, "Young Master Song Heng Falls in Love with Me", "Young Master Song Heng's Most Favorite Little Slave", "Young Master Song Heng's Cute Little Maid"............