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Twelve Lang of free storytelling, Huizong bowed to the world.

The flying stars shine on the sun and the moon day by day, and the copper wall protects the golden body.

Kunlun's three-legged divine wind rises, and the two forces are infinite.

Self-cultivation and qi cultivation at the beginning of the practice, stunts and bows to compete for the storm.

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Knock knock knock······

"The Left Army, the Golden Boots given by the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the invincible and mighty army."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

"The Right Army, the previous alliance leader of the Kowloon Jinding, is the first Qiyun Society in the world."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

"Flat."

"Long live thanks."

Knock···

"Please ask the emperor to preside over the opening ceremony." A father-in-law holds a wooden plate with a kemari in his hand.

"The game starts now." The emperor picked up the juju, like a dragon spitting out a pearl, and the juju flew into the room.

In the face of Qi Yunshe's powerful attack, the national team was not to be outdone, blocked Keju, and acted quickly to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth. Seeing this, Suo Baichuan and Di Tianfang of Qiyun Club played the stunt 'Rolling Sun Whirlwind'. When the national team was preparing to defend, Xiang Kunlun of Qiyun Club suddenly used the stunt 'Kunlun Three Legs' in the shadow. Qi Yun Club has to raise. ”

"In other words, although Qi Yunshe was quickly tied by the national team, after all, he was the previous leader of the Kowloon Jinding League, and Wu Xiaohai, the current ball leader, immediately thought of a way.

Speaking of that Wu Xiaohai, he was given the golden boots back then, and his ball skills were the best in the world. At that time, he was also named after Suo Baichuan, who was named after the "Bronze Wall and Iron Wall", Xiang Kunlun, who was "Chasing the Soul with Three Legs", and Di Tianfang, who was known as the wind, thunder, fire and lightning, and were invincible to the Four Heavenly Kings. Ahh Xiao Shishilang looked at the child with the cloak and didn't know what to say for an instant.

Wu Wei looked at the storyteller who was drooling like rain, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and he instantly lost his words.

"Well, ahem." Xiao Shishilang coughed to relieve the embarrassing situation and retract his excitement.

"Back to the book, I just said that Xiang Kunlun came to the 'Dragonfly Dotting Water' The left and right poles of the royal team have already retreated behind the net and turned around to save them, but it is too late." As he spoke, he turned his back.

"That's it, Qi Yun Club has a chance to get back." Turning back, he opened his eyes and looked, "Ah." "What about people?" Hey, I'm not done yet. He said to a few young teenagers running away in the distance.

"Just listening to you, it's better to bow yourself."

"Alas!"

"May I ask if you are Xiao Tshilang." Wu Wei stepped forward and asked the middle-aged storyteller dressed as a scholar in front of him, holding a folding fan in his hand.

"Oh, you're asking me, I'm me, please you're asking you." Xiao Shishilang looked at the person in front of him, the black palm-length shawl was emanating, the inverted eight thick eyebrows, the eyes were as black as the stars, he was not angry and arrogant, and the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling, giving people a kind of kindness. He wears a white collared robe with gold silk as the edge, a white silk belt, and a small drum hanging. Wearing a white gold collar with wide sleeves and long hem, the bottom is woven with golden auspicious clouds. His feet wore rusty cloud-treading boots with white auspicious clouds. In his left hand, he holds a golden dragon scepter, and in his right hand, he holds a gold-rimmed folding fan. At first glance, he is a rich and rich man.

"It's okay, I'll just ask." It seems that it should be the Song Dynasty, and it is the world of Song Dynasty football players.

It's sure that Wu Wei is very excited about this world. The Song Dynasty football player mainly tells a story of Keju in the Song Dynasty. Nothing else, the main thing is that martial arts exist in this world. Although martial arts are used to bow, they do exist. Everyone has a martial arts dream, and Wu Wei is no exception. To have a chance to realize the dream of martial arts, of course, is exciting. In addition, I can finally have the ability to protect myself.

Learning the art of carving dragons in the world of dragon carving is actually very powerful. The fish bowl obtained by the Fisherman World may also be a magic weapon of the fairy family.

But the harvest of these two worlds is actually a foreign object, although the dragon carving technique is powerful, just like an ordinary person has a pistol, if someone is on guard, they may have been killed by others before they have fired. The fish basin doesn't know the real power yet, but it produces pearls every day and says good things to the fisherman, the key is that people ignore you, and you still have no way to take him. Therefore, the things obtained by the previous two worlds did not have the reality and security of their own. Looks like it needs to be well planned.

A sound of footsteps sounded, waking up Wu Wei, who was wandering in the world.

Looking back, it turned out to be the boy who had been listening to the book before rushing over quickly. It is estimated that they should be the protagonist Hong Feng and his group, but not necessarily, they need to be observed. Wu Wei took two steps back and made way for them to avoid an unwarranted disaster.

After Wu Wei got out of the way, he noticed Xiao Shishilang, who was sitting next to him resting, and when he was about to call him, it was too late. I saw the young man who took the lead tied his hair with hemp rope to form a small bag, red wrist guards, black shorts, and straw sandals on his feet, but he didn't even wear a shirt. Was the Song Dynasty so open?

"Oops." Xiao Shishilang was quickly knocked to the ground.

"You're guys, oops." A burst of footsteps stepped on, Xiao Shishilang just remembered, and suddenly a little chubby dun jumped and sat on Xiao Shishilang's body.

Wu Wei looked at everything in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. I suddenly felt so lucky.

"Burnt cakes, sell baked cakes, burnt cakes. Come and see, the fragrant pancakes. It's only a penny, come and take a look. ”

"Oranges, selling oranges."

"Herbal tea, clear heat and detoxify, medicine to get rid of diseases."

"Durable Saucer"

In an instant, the loud voices of many teenagers resounded on the street.

Wu Wei suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from his side, and looked towards the murderous aura, only to see a woman wearing a biscuit with the word "cake" written around her waist, walking slowly past, with a serious expression on her face.

"Fragrant Hung Kee Baked Cakes."

"Mother, you're here." The shirtless boy turned around and looked at the woman who had gone forward, sweating like rain in an instant.

"How's business going today?"

"So-so." The boy handed over a few copper plates.

"That's all?"

"Hehe, yes, it's just two sold."

"Did you say you're going to Keju again?" The woman asked, tugging at the young man's face.

"No, I've been selling baked cakes here early in the morning, don't you believe it?" The boy gestured to the young man behind the woman who was watching the excitement.

"You say."

"No, no ······" The teenagers kept waving their hands and shaking their heads.

"Mother, I said no. Hehe... ”

"Is that really the case?" The woman looked at the boy's unclothed upper body, and then at the featherless chicken next to him. "So where did your clothes go? How many times have I said that you are not allowed to bow. ”

"Mother, look over there." The boy rolled his eyes.

"Hahaha, this trick is outdated. Yes. The woman opened her eyes confidently closed, but the boy had already run away.

"Stinky boy, stop me." The woman picked up the pancake and spun it quickly.

"Run away, your mother is going to make a trick." Chubby shouted at the boy.

A figure flashed, and the boy had already been kicked away by the woman.

Looking at the baked biscuits left on the ground, Wu Wei wanted to ask, what are you doing with the biscuits.

"A good move, a good move, ham chases the soul."

Wu Wei looked at a shoe print on his face and the storyteller who was in the mood to comment, and he thought it was very funny.