"Huh~"

Lianchenghuo held the gun in his hands, and suddenly stabbed out with a shot. As the body of the gun stabs forward, the body seems to rotate from slow to fast. Only halfway through the stab, this wooden spear was already in the midst of a whirling frenzy, forming a strong vortex energy, completely enveloping and locking Cheng Li's entire person.

But what is even more terrifying is that the trajectory of this gun's stabbing is not a straight line, but follows an arc-shaped trajectory that seems to have been embedded in the void and secretly aligns with the truth of heaven and earth. It is definitely a hundred times more difficult to resist than a simple straight attack.

Such marksmanship is amazing. Anyone who wants to defuse this shot in a way that unloads his strength and borrows strength is simply a fool's dream. Even, even whether or not to shoot head-on to block this shot would take a lot of hesitation for a first-class master who cultivated to be like the Eight Heavenly Kings of the Golden Dragon Gang.

The martial arts of the world are ever-changing. However, the shot of Lianchenghuo is very obvious, it has reached the peak of the gun path, showing the essence of the most original source of the gun path, and it is full of the powerful power of Mo Zhi Nengyu.

Suddenly, many guests present who were watching the battle intently, including Zhao Guogong, Song Guogong, Fang Xiaohou Ye, etc., were all moved at the same time. Xiao Jianshi was even more shocked, where did he think that the peerless marksmanship of Lianchenghuo was so shocking and crying ghosts and gods?

Put yourself in your shoes and imagine that Xiao Jianshi was drenched in a cold sweat when he boarded up. It's just because he found that if the person facing this shot at this moment was himself, then he couldn't avoid it at all, and he couldn't stop it, so he really had to wait for death.

At the moment of lightning, Cheng Li moved back half a foot, and the wooden knife in his hand slashed backwards from the bottom up. Lianchenghuo shouted loudly, his eyebrows were angry, and his appearance became extremely powerful. The wooden spear in his hand made a strange change that was almost miraculous, and as soon as he retracted and released, he avoided the blade and continued to attack Cheng Li from another angle. Looking at the appearance, if you don't stab Cheng Li through a big hole, Lianchenghuo will not give up!

With a flash of thunder, the wooden gun seemed to be like an incomparably flexible swimming dragon, and the body of the gun was bent, pointing directly at Cheng Li's right waist ribs. The tip of the spear was still three feet away from Cheng Li's body, but the sharp energy was already piercing.

But at the last moment, the wooden knife in Cheng Li's hand rolled and rotated rapidly, and he was able to turn around in time, and it happened to be on the edge of the wooden spear.

It is the so-called snake beating seven inches. The wooden spear itself rotates endlessly, and no matter what the wooden knife slashes at any other part, its power will inevitably be dissolved. Only at this moment, the point that the wooden knife cuts is the only sharp point where the wooden spear turns and does not turn, which happens to be the seven inches of the wooden spear.

In an instant, the wooden knife and the wooden gun, two weapons, two diametrically opposed spinning forces, fought head-on without any pretensions. I only heard a deafening loud bang exploding with a deafening bang. The wooden knife and the wooden gun couldn't bear the competition between the two sides, so they were blown up and smashed on the spot, and they both died together.

It's a veritable "smash". In an instant, I saw that the wooden knives and wooden guns were transformed into a large canopy of smoke and dust, and at the same time spread outward, forming a ring. Liancheng Huohu's body shook violently, but he didn't move an inch, but rushed up against the trend, his left arm was sharply raised, and he was sent forward violently. Although he didn't have a gun in his hand, at this moment, this fleshy palm was his gun. And above the palm of his hand, there was also a layer of blazing red light!

One foot long, one foot strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous. Guns are weapons that are good for long-range attacks and clumsy for close combat. However, Lianchenghuo was able to practice this kind of "palm gun" and win in danger, which was greatly unexpected by anyone present - of course, including Cheng Li.

Although I was surprised, I didn't panic. In the blink of an eye, the black qi surged, condensing into a thick arm armor fist gauntlet, which automatically covered Cheng Li's right arm. With five fingers closed, the right hand is clenched into a fist. Cheng Li didn't think about it, and punched out.

"Boom~"

The fists and guns were facing each other, like a depressed thunder explosion. Another whistling hurricane was raised, and it was raging in all directions. This battle has added a bit of tragedy. In front of everyone's eyes, they were shocked to see the red light on Lianchenghuo's palm, which was blown away by Cheng Li's pitch-black giant fist.

Lianchenghuo's posture collapsed, and he involuntarily fell to the ground with his fist. The surging fist power like a landslide has not been reduced in the slightest, and it continues to forcibly push and oppress forward, crushing even the bones of the city fire.

The opportunity has been lost, and the true qi of the body has been dispersed, and for a while, even if Lianchenghuo wants to grit his teeth and forcibly resist to the end, he can't do it at all. As a last resort, he curled up into a ball, flipped back, and rolled straight away.

This kind of posture of rolling on the spot, although it seems embarrassing. But to resolve Cheng Li's fierce and fierce punch, there is actually no better way than to roll on the spot.

But if Lianchenghuo was allowed to choose, he would definitely rather die than make a fool of himself in public like this. Everyone present was stunned, and in the eyes full of disbelief, Lianchenghuo "Gollum~" rolled more than a dozen times in succession, and finally stopped at the edge of the threshold of the hall.

Lianchenghuo immediately a carp stiffened and jumped up. He was panting heavily, his eyes were blood-red, he gritted his teeth and stared at Cheng Li, and hissed: "Okay! Good! Very good! Cheng Li, you and I will not share the sky from this moment on! I swore on the day of the city, if I can't pick you up and cramp your skin, and then break your bones and scatter ashes, I will swear that I will not be a person!"

As soon as this poisonous oath came out, everyone was shocked on the spot. Zhao Guogong couldn't help but open his mouth to persuade: "Lian Xian's nephew, it's just a martial arts competition, no matter whether you win or lose, it's just a child's play, so why take it seriously? ”

Lianchenghuo's expression was gloomy, and he said: "If you win, you will win, and if you lose, you will lose, this time, it is indeed me who lost." How can Lianchenghuo not afford to lose, and he has to rely on his debts to deceive himself? But this person surnamed Cheng insulted me so much, is it unbearable! Zhao Guogong, please forgive Lianchenghuo for being rude. Leave. ”

As soon as the words were spoken, Lianchenghuo casually bowed his hand to Zhao Guogong, and immediately turned around and left. Only everyone in the hall looked at each other, and for a while, they didn't know what to do.

"Bad guys! Bad guys! It's all your fault! Surnamed Cheng, I hate you to death. ”

The voice of a woman with a crying voice suddenly sounded in the hall. Princess Danyang stood up suddenly, grabbed the wine glass angrily, and threw it at Cheng Li. It's a pity that she is young and weak, and she doesn't have the right head in her hands. Although the wine glass flew out of his hand, it "ping-pong~" and smashed on the right side a few steps away from Cheng Li, and even half a drop of wine failed to splash Cheng Li.

Princess Danyang didn't care so much? The wine glass was thrown out of her hand, she didn't even look at it, she just cried and turned around and ran out of the hall to catch up with Lianchenghuo.

A few princesses, you look at me, I look at you, for a while, I feel very embarrassed. Princess Wuyang was in a hurry, quietly reached out and pressed on the back of the fourth sister, and pushed hard. Princess Qingyang was defenseless, and was suddenly pushed out, and couldn't help but scream "Ahh~", she couldn't help herself, staggered forward a few steps, and finally couldn't stand, and seemed to be about to fall on the spot.

Princess Qingyang has always lived according to the rules since she was a child, and she has never been rude in front of people. But right now, if she pounces down like this, can she still see people? In an instant, Princess Qingyang was shocked and anxious, and tears naturally poured out, rolling around in her eyes.

But before the tears really flowed, a powerful arm had already reached over first, just holding Princess Qingyang. Cheng Li looked down at the princess who was hanging on his arm, and said in a condensed voice: "Your Highness Qingyang, please be careful. ”

Princess Qingyang has lived so long, and it is the first time that she has been so close to an adult man. She couldn't help but feel a burst of redness on her cheeks, and hurriedly pushed Cheng Li's arm away a little, stood upside down, lowered her head and said softly: "Much, thank you Uncle Longcheng." Danyang she ...... She is just young and impulsive, and she will say whatever comes to her mind, but in fact, she has no malicious intent. I apologized to Uncle Longcheng for Danyang her. ”

While speaking, Princess Qingyang really looked at Cheng Li, bending down slightly, thinking that she was a gift. Cheng Li took a step away from the side, indicating that he was not polite. Shaking his head, he said, "Your Highness Qingyang, don't be like this. I didn't mean to blame His Highness Danyang. Please hurry back to your seats. Don't get in the way of Zhao Guogong. ”

In front of the public, in front of everyone, she actually said so many words to Cheng Li, and Princess Qingyang was already ashamed. Hearing Cheng Li let her sit back, she was in the middle of it. At the moment, he nodded with a red face, and actually forgot to say hello to Zhao Guogong, and hurriedly went back to his seat and sat down.

Princess Wuyang leaned over and asked with a smile, "Fourth sister, how is it?"

Princess Qingyang's face was hot, she stomped her foot hard, and whispered in a suppressed voice: "Third sister, ignore you." It's all you, so decent, why are you pushing people out?"

Princess Wuyang laughed in a low voice: "Isn't this for you to inspect the goods a priori." Okay, okay, I know you're thin-skinned, so don't say it if you don't say it. But don't blame the third sister, the third sister is also playing a round for Xiaoba. Look, isn't the atmosphere much better now?"

Princess Wuyang is right. After such a split between Princess Qingyang and Cheng Li, the atmosphere in the hall has indeed eased a lot. At that moment, Zhao Guogong was still smiling and raised his glass to toast to the guests. All the guests are also interested, and they all raise their glasses in return, and the hall is once again full of excitement between guests and hosts. Forget it as if it didn't happen.

Although everyone worked hard to act as if it hadn't happened. It's a pity that sometimes, it's not that you can hide your ears and steal the bell by pretending to be deaf and dumb. So this birthday banquet is still not the same in the end. It's only time for the first shift, and it's over. No matter how you look at it, it tastes like a hasty ending.

Cheng Li and Xiao Jianshi walked out of the gate of Zhao Guogong's Mansion and were about to get on their horses and leave. Fang Xiaohouye's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Uncle Long Cheng, please wait a moment." ”

Cheng Li stood still and turned around, and saw that the little marquis was walking over. At that moment, he hugged his fists and said: "Happy Hou, do you have any advice?"

Fang Xiaohou sighed: "I don't dare to give advice. But Lianchenghuo, this person, seems to be generous, but his actual mind is not broad-minded. Today, Long Chengbo asked him to make a fool of himself in public. He will definitely hold a grudge and will do everything in his power to get revenge. Uncle Long Cheng, be careful. Notify me if necessary. Believe me here, it's still a bit thin. ”

Cheng Li was silent, looked at Fang Xiaohou for a long time, and then nodded and said, "Okay, I understand." Thanks to the reminder of the little marquis. Please. ”

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Happy Hou Fang Zhan Mei Fang Xiao Hou Ye, just like his title, is a person who knows how to find happiness and knows very well. He never treats himself with grievances, everything wants the best, the most luxurious, the most comfortable.

It's like this specially customized carriage of the Happy Hou Mansion. The trunk is wide and comfortable, carved beams and paintings, inlaid with gold and jade. It is also covered with soft velvet carpet. In the cabinet in the corner of the carriage, there are at least a dozen wine bottles. Each bottle is a great brew that is hard to buy.

The carriage was drawn by four well-trained horses. The driver of the car is called Lao Xu, and no matter how fast the carriage he drives, when he sits in the carriage, he will only feel as smooth as sitting in a painting boat on a calm lake, and he will not even feel that the carriage is walking.

The lamps hung on the inner wall of the carriage for lighting are covered with pure white transparent glass. What is burned is not vegetable oil and soybean oil, but a clear oil extracted from a kind of underground black water in the Western Regions, which is not only extremely bright when burned, but also smokeless and tasteless, and will never smoke the eyes. Just such a glass wind lamp, if you don't have a few hundred taels of silver, you can't imagine that you can take it.

However, if you want to ask for a one-night joy from the Oiran Shisi of the "Ten Thousand Flowers Pavilion" in Baiyujing, a few hundred taels of silver is far from enough.

In fact, if you want to become the guest of poetry, money is really only the most insignificant factor. No matter how much gold or silver you put out, no matter what kind of identity you are. If Shisi himself doesn't like it, then he will not talk about it.

At this moment, Shi Si was by Fang Xiaohou's side. She wore a bright red and soft silk robe, curled up in Fang Xiaohou's arms like a cat, and with a pair of slender jade hands dyed with bright red impatiens juice on her nails, she peeled a grape cultivated in the greenhouse, held half of it with her sandalwood mouth, and affectionately fed the other half into Fang Xiaohou's mouth.

In fact, Shisi is not only a gentle and beautiful woman, but also very smart, knows how to enjoy life, and knows how to make men enjoy themselves.

Fang Xiaohou Ye looked at the woman beside him, looked at her skin like mutton fat and white jade, and then looked at her cheeks as crimson as peach blossoms, and her eyes as gentle as spring water. Even though he hadn't drunk yet, Fang Xiaohou felt slightly, as if he was already drunk.

Fang Xiaohou Ye exhaled lightly, and reached out to hold Shi Silu's delicate and perfect, small and lovely foot outside the silk robe. In an instant, Shisi's skin became cold, and countless extremely fine particles were born.

Not fear. On the contrary, Fang Xiaohouye, who had already experienced this woman, even though he was just holding the sole of one of her feet, knew that this was the proof that Shi Si was starting to get excited.

The reason why Shisi can conquer men may be because she can make men feel that she has been completely conquered every time. There are not many such women, but only such women can really make men happy.

Thinking of Shisi's perfect body, in Fang Xiaohou's body, a hot current suddenly rose. He sighed softly and stretched out his hand again to embrace Shisi into his arms. And yet at this very moment......

Without warning, the carriage suddenly stopped. The wind lamp hanging on the inner wall of the carriage also shook twice. Under the swaying of light and shadow, Fang Xiaohou's cheeks couldn't help but appear a piece of haze. He let go of Shisi and asked in a loud voice, "Old Xu, what's the matter?"

The voice of the coachman, Lao Xu, came clearly through the wall of the carriage. With such a single-handed sound transmission skill, he knows that his cultivation is not weak. At least not under the nineteen demons of the Golden Dragon Gang.

"Master Hou, it's Old Master Yan's carriage, which stopped in front and blocked the way. ”

"Oh?

The heat on Fang Xiaohou's body immediately cooled down. He looked back and nodded apologetically to Shisi, then pushed open the door of the carriage and jumped down. Close the door with your backhand, take a deep breath of cool air in the middle of the night, and look up. Sure enough, I saw a half-used carriage of simple style parked on the deserted and empty street.

If you say that the carriage that Fang Xiaohou himself sits in, it is the kind of mansion with blue bricks and white tiles, three entrances inside and outside. These two simple carriages are at best low mud-brick houses. But on the left and right sides of the carriage of this simple carriage, a lantern was hung on each side. It is the word "Yan" on it.

Fang Xiaohou Ye sighed, stepped forward, walked to the simple carriage, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door. Said helplessly: "Old man, it's so late, don't you go back to sleep quickly, and still block people here?" You need to know that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and I have lost a lot by you like this." ”

The door opened, and in an instant, Fang Xiaohou's eyes lit up. Just because what was presented in front of him was like a place that was ten times more luxurious and comfortable than Fang Xiaohou's own carriage, even the sleeping palace where the Son of Heaven lived, it was far from it. In the square inch of space in this carriage, any one of them, even the most inconspicuous little decoration, is worth at least a thousand gold.

For example, there is a carpet here, but it is not ordinary velvet, but cashmere. The sheep was not an ordinary sheep, but an extremely rare antelope in a deserted plateau between Tibet and the Western Regions.

On the body of this antelope, close to the skin, there is a kind of fine short plush. This short plush is so warm that it can be used to make a shawl that can be made as gorgeous as possible while remaining lightweight.

But this antelope is extremely alert and can run like a fly over rugged mountain terrain. Therefore, even the best hunters may not be able to hunt such sheep. Because it's too hard to obtain, it's too scarce. Therefore, the shawl made from this cashmere has always been called the "king of cashmere". It is also called "Shatoosh". Even in the far west, the emperors of the Persian Empire were proud to have their hands on a beautifully crafted Shatush.

Usually, cashmere from three antelopes is used to make a shatoosh. But at this moment, the cashmere carpet that was laid out in the carriage and stepped on by Old Master Yan used at least dozens of antelopes, perhaps more than that. If you don't have tens of thousands of taels of silver for this piece of carpet alone, you can't even think of being able to take it.

The simplicity of the exterior and the luxury of the inside, the two combine to form an unprecedented strong contrast. Even Fang Xiaohou, who has always been used to luxury, couldn't help but be stunned. For a moment, I subconsciously felt ashamed.

Old Xiangye Yan was wearing civilian clothes, and under his feet were two little girls who were like flowers and jade, and their color was only half inferior to Shisi, and they were sitting alone and drinking. Seeing the door open, he turned around, glanced coldly at Fang Xiaohouye, and suddenly kicked the two little girls away, shouting, "Get down, wait well." Fang Zhanmei, you come up. The old man has something to say. ”