Yukako Iijima said, "My magic is all in these two knives, what's the indecency?"

"Are you scared or not?"

After saying that, Yukako smiled, with a somewhat naughty look on her face, and a little banter.

Hua Minglou replied: "Who said not to fight?"

"I robbed you of this sulfur knife today, how about the right to be a token of love you gave me?"

He doesn't have a lot of words in his mouth, the left mouth is "blind date", and the right mouth is "love", which sounds like it is all flirtatious.

Although his sunglasses cover his face, it can still be seen that his complexion is cold, and his face is serious, without the slightest hint of smildness or lightness.

Yukako saw that he was so good at pretending to be forced, and couldn't help but blush, and shouted "Hi" in his mouth, and chopped it down with a knife.

The knife was cut to the waist and stopped, and the blade suddenly turned pink, but what came out was a black smoke, forcing towards Hua Minglou.

"This magic trick is called the Pink Trap!" Yukako snorted.

Hua Minglou was not in a hurry, the folding fan in his hand shook slightly, and in the blink of an eye, it became a huge banana fan that was more than a person high.

"The pink trap? ”

I saw him holding the fan in both hands, as if he had exhausted his strength to feed, and fanned it forward.

Yukako was taken aback, and said in her heart: Such a big fan, are you afraid that it will be blown into the air by the strong wind?

Hurriedly flashed to the side, and a light smoke almost slipped into Fang Qingmu's pergola.

However, there was no wind, not even a hint of wind.

The black smoke emitted by Jiazi "sizzled" and burned, and an extremely foul smell suddenly spread.

Yujiazi's face changed, his trick was full of love in the world, how could he bear it!

This flower is actually going to carry out the pretending spoof to the end, and deliberately make it stink?

"Ahem!"

"It stinks, it stinks!"

Above the castle tower, there was a sudden exaggerated cough of a man and two scolding voices of women.

Everyone was covering their mouths and noses one by one to avoid the smell, and when they heard the sound, they all raised their eyes: above the city tower, a man and a woman, two teenagers, like a pair of jade, shadows, fluttering.

The man was dressed in a cool summer short, and he was fanning wildly with a folding fan in his hand, but the fan was only the size of a palm.

The woman was wearing a pink cheongsam, and the jade was holding a lotus leaf-shaped fan, but it was as big as a screen......

"It's not Liu Zijian. ”

The man said, the corners of his mouth curved upward, revealing a hint of laughter, and there was a hint of ridicule.

"The big beauty Wen Chan. ”

The woman shouted loudly, obviously pretending to be a lady who answered shyly, and leaned forward slightly.

Hua Minglou pretended to be a little untidy just now, and when he saw that it was these two people at the head of the city, he hurriedly threw the huge banana fan in his hand into the air, as if he had thrown away a dead mouse.

The big fan suddenly turned into a folding fan again, and it was held in his hand again.

Then he shook it very gracefully, and said with a big grin: "So it turns out that you two dog men and women are here?

Wen Chan's face sank, and she sneered: "This dirty mouth! Who is with whom the dog is male and female?"

"You and this white-haired witch secretly met in the city, don't you want to make a private decision for life, right?"

Yuga Iijima didn't seem to like the battle of words, and suddenly stepped forward with a smile on his face:

"It's all here? Okay, I'll look for it one by one. ”

The knife of "brush" slashed at Wen Chan, who claimed to be a big beauty, from afar.

With this knife, in the dazzling sunlight, a dragon shape appeared, and it pounced on the city with teeth and claws.

"Gasification Dragon, this is your housekeeping skill!"

Wen Chan sighed, her face turned solemn.

Suddenly, with her shoulders shrugged and her feet lifted slightly, she actually walked on the top of the city.

In the midst of the rotation of the figure, the fan in his hand suddenly danced like a handkerchief on the stage.

After a few turns, she suddenly stopped her figure, and the fan in her hand stood in front of her, covering most of her body.

At this time, everyone saw that this wide fan was painted with a picture of a lady who looked very similar to herself, and three big characters were written in the center: sad painting fan.

Hua Minglou immediately applauded: "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind sad fan." ”

"Good mood, good fan, good greeting gift!"

Wen Chan frowned and was silent, the fan shook, and a shadow of a slap suddenly appeared in the air, slapping towards the dragon head-on.

"Look at me slapping the dragon ten times!" she snapped.

With a "snap", the dragon in mid-air seemed to have been slapped in the face, and the dragon head was beaten crookedly.

Then "Bang Bang!" "Bang Bang!" ......

The applause continued in mid-air, and a dragon was suddenly slapped and changed its appearance, and it was about to dissipate.

Hua Minglou was unhappy, his right foot stepped heavily on the ground, and with a "pounce", a big foot suddenly appeared in the air and kicked it to the slap.

In the table tennis, one foot and one palm are in the air, you come and go, the fight is very lively, and the dragon shape gradually condenses.

It's just that under the overflow of energy in mid-air, bricks and dust will inevitably fly on the official road, and watching the lively crowd screaming and running, there will be chaos all of a sudden.

Fang Qingmu was also disgraced by the dust raised, and suddenly secretly complained: Sure enough, there was a fight, there were four of them, and the single fight developed into a group fight, so don't demolish the city tower!

Seeing that Wen Chan seemed to be a little struggling, Liu Zijian pulled out his sword with a "choked", bent his legs forward and bowed back, and swung a sword, and suddenly a sharp sword aura broke through the air.

He was a disciple of the Yuan Sword Sect, so he was naturally a sword cultivator.

The monk is the king of melee combat, and in this small place at the head of the city, I am afraid that the sum of the three magicians is not his cup of tea.

Hua Minglou knew Liu Zijian's name, so he accepted it when he saw it, snorted, and the big feet in the air dissipated silently.

You Jia also seemed to be too addicted, and he didn't want to fight anymore, and said in his mouth: "Obedient, come back, that wicked man is going to kill people in the street, let's not play with him!"

The hand beckoned into the air, and the dragon's aura suddenly retracted.

Liu Zijian didn't make a move for a long time, and Wen Chan suffered a small loss with one enemy and two enemies.

couldn't help but glance at Liu Zijian, and scolded in his heart: "I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates!"

Fang Qingmu saw that these four guys seemed to have the intention of stopping, and hurriedly came out to play a round: "Fang Aoki, Secretary General of the Lower Prime Minister's Office, all the little immortal masters are invited." ”

This is the end of the fight......

Since then, the four of them know that they are well-known, and they are afraid of each other and secretly vigilant.

**

Ten miles outside the east gate of Los Angeles, there is a Baijiazhuang.

Baijiazhuang is surrounded by green water, the green mountains are open, a group of streams and mountains are beautiful through the ages, and the three mountains and rivers flow for thousands of years, just a good place.

This place is also full of friends today, and it is very lively.

It turned out that Bai Wenyuan of Baijiazhuang was the deputy minister of the Ministry of Education of the Nanxin Kingdom, and he was nearly 100 years old and was old Deshao.

In the middle of last month, Minister Bai claimed to be old, dying, and unbearable, and begged for the king's bones.

A few days ago, the king finally approved it, and today his relatives and friends have come to congratulate him on returning to the forest field and getting a good death.

The Bai family is a family from near and far, and the people in the clan are prosperous.

Minister Bai was drunk by the Wang Ting's chamberlain who came to He and the newly appointed vice minister of the Ministry of Education, and let his family go back to the room early to rest.

The guards and the officials of the Ministry of Education immediately frowned and left, and the guests immediately became active.

"Bai Lao Wu, I heard that you are going to marry the Qinglou woman as a concubine next month?"

An old man who looked like a scribe stared at a well-dressed young man and asked, his tone a little unkind.

"Uncle, young people's affairs, you talk less!"

A woman in her early forties next to the old man pushed him and said to Bai Lao Wu: "Marry in, marry in, aunt supports you, don't run to that place every day." ”

A younger, only in his early twenties, on the side of Bai Lao Wu, picked up his wine glass and said to him: "Fifth brother, you have always been a lover, Zhao Zipu respects you a glass!"

Bai Lao Wu looked at the young man's smooth smile, and didn't like it in his heart: Although you are able to do things, I usually value you a little.

But you are the second room of Zhaojiabao after all, and everyone in this long room is here, and you don't know how to converge.

I couldn't help but look at the most remote table in the courtyard, and saw the head of the Zhao family, the current patriarch Zhao Zhengqian, who lowered his head and ate there in a muffled voice.

Although he looked fierce and fierce, for some reason, Bai Lao Wu saw a vague melancholy between his eyebrows.

"Your uncle is eating and drinking there, it's not easy for him to come here, why don't you say hello?"

Bai Lao Wu glanced at Zhao Zipu and asked.

"Family, you don't need to be so polite, do you?"

Zhao Zipu rolled his eyes and replied curtly.

What a family? What a family? Who doesn't know that you and your father are wolves, and they have always wanted to seize the position of head of the family.

Don't expect me to mix up these pickled things in your house......

Bai Lao Wu was silent when he heard this, and his eyes wandered.

It turned out that this Zhao Zipu had an aunt, who was Bai Wenyuan's third son, that is, the concubine of Bai Lao's fifth father.

The Zhao family is in the land of Shangluo, barely a medium-sized clan, and the Bai and Zhao families have always had dealings.

Zhao Zhengqian is the head of the Zhao family, and his sister is just a concubine in the Bai family, and she doesn't come much, not much.

But the Bai family is tall and has taken care of the Zhao family from time to time, and the old man of the Bai family has returned to his hometown, and he is always not polite when he does not come.

Moreover, although this nephew Zhao Zipu's hair has not grown neatly, he often shows his fangs, and the second brother of his own family has always been dissatisfied with him, and his son seems to have gone forward and succeeded.

His eyes secretly saw that Zhao Zipu was constantly courteous in front of Bai Lao Wu, and Zhao Zhengqian was a little uncomfortable and very helpless.

Ay... This time, I'm afraid that they will really be calculated!

Zhao Zhengqian thought of that piece of heart, his heart suddenly darkened, and sadness came from it, and he couldn't help but sigh long.

At this time, I heard someone at the table next to me whispering: "What? demon... How many people died?

Zhao Zhengqian was a secret agent of the Terran secret organization Demon Slaying Society in his early years, and he was injured in a mission, and his qi sea was broken, and he could no longer cultivate, so he retired.

The sensitivity of his profession made him more attentive to this kind of news, but he didn't know that the person at the table was mysterious, and he didn't talk about it anymore.

Zhao Zhengqian couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart.

Bai Lao Wu's ears were sharp, and he also heard it, and the wine glass paused on the table, and said: "Deputy Director Li, there is nothing unspeakable here, what is the mystery? Say, what's the situation?"

Deputy Director Li was dressed in a police uniform, and it seemed that he was the deputy director of a police station in Los Angeles, and after listening to the inquiry of the fifth young master of the Bai family, he was no longer pretentious, and said:

"The secret report I got the day before yesterday that the ground in Fanzhou Mansion was not quiet, and for some reason, the demon beasts that had not been out for a long time escaped from the wasteland for no reason and attacked several villages!"

"How many stockades have been attacked, how many people must have died!" Bai Lao Wu was a little surprised.

Although Fancheng is just east of Los Angeles, the edge of the wasteland is also 300 kilometers away from Los Angeles, so it is not dangerous.

However, it has been thirty years or more since the demon beasts of the wasteland have not come out to hurt people, why did such a situation suddenly occur?