"Piff, you dare—"

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and at the moment when the two weapons collided and separated, what Liu Yu saw was not Zhang Fei poking out his thick arm covered with black hair, but Gong Du's slender arm, which grabbed lightly like a gibbon, and easily opened Zhang Fei's block, and drove straight into the back of his neck. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When it was extremely urgent, Zhang Fei saw that there was nothing to hide, and it was no longer possible to retreat on the horse, and he was not ambiguous immediately, so he simply rolled a donkey and fell under the horse, so that he could avoid the other party's claws.

However, despite this, Zhang Fei's headscarf was still grabbed by Gong Du, pinched in his hand, and stared at Zhang Fei who fell under the horse in a daze.

Looking at Hei Zhang Fei, who was also stunned, Liu Yu was already unexpected. And what made him want to cry even more was that at this moment, a sharp young man's voice appeared very annoyingly:

"Hehe, Dunhuang Gongzi, Liu Xiaohou, is this your famous wine and meat army? According to the best-of-three games, this first game of fighting, you have already lost! ”

With the words, Zhang Lu, who had a perverse face and an obviously childish expression at the same time, actually urged the horse to come over directly, stopped less than thirty meters away from Liu Yu's horse's head, and looked at him triumphantly from the corner of his eye.

followed by Zhang Xiu, who was speechless and gloomy.

In the end, it was Zhang Jiao, who looked at Liu Yu inscrutablely, and also urged the horse to come closer, nodded quietly and said:

"Little Hou Ye, is this the end of the first game? In the second game, I'm looking forward to it. Well, it doesn't seem to matter anymore. The important thing is that in this poem, you have vowed to the world to write only seventy-two poems in your life, so as to implicitly match the realm of the seventy-two disciples of the saint. There are already five poems that have been circulated before, and you have ever thought that this sixth poem should be composed because of the ant thieves in the mouth of you so-called famous orthodox, what is the feeling in your heart, can you share it with me? ”

Is this demon setting off a smoke screen, or is he deliberately trying to provoke Lao Tzu?

Grandma's, who felt like she had won the first game, lost inexplicably like that, and this second game was even more stable, so he had to be reversed!

Liu Yu stared at Zhang Jiao, who was almost expressionless, and didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

"Little thief, listen, as the main commander of the second game of Dou Shi, I'm going to make a move-"

Zhang Lu suddenly urged the horse to step down, until he was ten meters away, and a young man raised his voice proudly, and recited a poem in his mouth:

"Fight in the south of the city, die in the north of Guo, and die in the wild and don't bury it. For me, I am called Wu: and for the guest, the wild death will not be buried, and the rotten flesh can escape? The water is deep and agitated, and the reeds are dark. The horseman died in battle, and the horse wandered alone. Liang Zhu's room, why to the south, why to the north, how to eat if he doesn't get the king, and he is willing to be a loyal minister? Thinking of the son of a good minister, a good minister is honest and thoughtful: the minister will attack, and return to the ...... at night"

When he heard half of it, Liu Yu was stunned for a moment.

Not for anything else, because this so-called rhetoric is really too familiar.

When Zhang Lu finished chanting and stared at him with his chin raised, Liu Yu almost laughed dumbly, and only after a while did he touch his nose and say:

"Is this poem of "Battle City South" really made by you?"

Zhang Lu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said angrily:

"What do you mean, that you dare to question my ability to compose poetry? This song "Zhan Cheng Nan" is my latest work last year, before and after the incident of the great sage and good teacher, I traveled in Hanzhong and Qin for some reason, and my eyes were full of green and yellow, and the hungry people were everywhere, and I felt that ——"

Ahem, with a long series of rapid coughs, Zhang Xiu, who had been silent, suddenly rushed to the horse, glared at Zhang Lu is black face and said:

"The Taoist heart is disordered, are you evil, talking so much, how can you be like a person when you come to the poem!"

Zhang Lu's face was stunned when he heard this, and he realized something in an instant, and immediately closed his mouth, only putting a pair of hateful eyes on Liu Yu in annoyance.

Liu Yu was originally a little confused, but when he saw this, he immediately reacted, immediately smiled slightly, and deliberately raised his voice and said in a high-pitched voice:

"It turns out that little brother, you are also here through Hanzhong and Qindi, so it's very good! It is close to the country of abundance, and there is no Shu Road that is difficult to go to the blue sky, so there is not only the wealth of the country of abundance, but also the Han River through the south and north of the world, what are you afraid of? Could it be that it has become a den of thieves because of the hunger everywhere, so you don't want to be contaminated with gangsterism? ”

Zhang Lu shuddered when he heard this, and couldn't help but be even more anxious, so he glared at himself and scolded:

"Little thief, what are you talking about, it doesn't matter where I came from, just know that my first battle in the south of the city has already been exported, if you can't deal with it, you will lose the battle now, and you can manage things thousands of miles away!"

Most of Liu Yu's spirit has actually been focused on Zhang Jiao. This demon is the real terrible enemy.

But the strange thing is that from the moment Zhang Lu obviously said the wrong thing and was scolded by Zhang Xiu, this guy looked like he was standing by, and even Liu Yu immediately turned to attack after he noticed it, he didn't help. In this way, it made Liu Yu even more worried in his heart.

No, this demon can't be allowed to be so idle, so that he can be a bystander more easily, so that he can reap the benefits of the fisherman at will.

Thinking about it, Liu Yu immediately turned the head of the gun, looked at Zhang Jiao with a smile, and said:

"Master, this gambling battle was decided by you and me, his so-called poem, the owl rode to the death, the horse wandered alone, some sentences are still good. It's just that what does the master think, and what I want to tell the master is that his battle in the south of the city, to be honest, I actually heard about it a long time ago! ”

"You, you fart! For this resignation, I, and I stood in front of a dead old handful of people, and wept a lot, just-"

Zhang Lu, who had a red face and a hideous face, was just halfway through his anger, and was knocked out by the shocked Zhang Xiu:

"Shaft, shaft, it's really not a conspiracy! I'm angry, I'm angry, you stop me, stop me, get back into the formation, wait for me to turn around, and give it to your grandfather to speak! ”

Liu Yu, who felt that he had watched a good show, was willing to let them go easily at this time, and after guessing the thoughts of the Zhang family in Hanzhong, he immediately threatened:

"Little brother, if you want to go, you can go by yourself, but if you go, even if you automatically admit defeat, it just happens to let me save a poem, very good, very good. This business is more refreshing than a business without capital! ”