"Screenwriter, I want to vomit blood."

Listening to Ye Xuan's words, Jian Wushuang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

What is ...... called?

If you don't practice the sword, you can practice the sword.

If you don't practice the golden sword, practice the silver sword.

I'm really sorry.

When I was a child, my family was too rich, and Sanlu drank too much milk powder.

I can't understand it, the lower sword, the silver sword, this kind of advanced vocabulary.

"Director, change to a normal person and play against me, okay?"

Jian Wushuang cried and shouted in his heart.

Come on!

He's here to write a war letter.

Ye Xuan is good.

Without thinking, he threw down a sentence directly, and the obscene appearance of masturbating a lot was used to describe him.

Excuse me.

What does "masturbation" mean?

Which male screenwriter can come out and explain, or come out and perform on the spot?

Jian Wushuang's thoughts were very chaotic.

His vicious eyes, as deep as a poisonous snake, and his cold gaze were locked on Ye Xuan's body.

This dog has an invincible mouth, he must have learned it from [Naruto].

"Deflated dog, how the do you dare to scold me?"

Jian Wushuang was very annoyed in his heart, this guy in front of him, scolding people and not swearing, was too strong.

"Heh, who scolded you?"

Ye Xuan smiled coldly, stared at Jian Wushuang, and continued: "Isn't that other sword on your waist a silver sword?" ”

"You!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes widened angrily.

The sword he was wearing, named [Silver Frost], was indeed a silver sword.

"Dare to pretend to be in front of me. Do you dare to say that you are not practicing the art of swordsmanship? ”

Ye Xuan sneered disdainfully, his eyes were full of contempt, and he mocked.

"You!"

Jian Wushuang resented.

With a "swish" in his right hand, he pulled out the silver sword.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Ye Xuan, and said fiercely: "Tang Xuan, tomorrow at noon, the Wang Family Martial Arts Hall, you and I will fight." The loser is not allowed to step into Jiangbei City for half a step in this life. ”

Since you can't scold, then use your strength to speak.

In this world, after all, the strong are respected.

Jian Wushuang stared at Ye Xuan coldly.

I was determined in my heart that I would kill Ye Xuan to vent the hatred in my heart.

"Don't worry, I'll let you leave Jiangbei on your knees."

After speaking, Ye Xuan glanced at Jian Wushuang contemptuously.

Immediately, he turned around, smiled at Xuanyuan Yusheng and Lan Lao, and said, "A dog I beat a few days ago forgot to throw it in the pot and cook it, who knew that it would come out and bite people again." ”

Rao is Xuanyuan for the rest of his life, such an elegant person, when he heard Ye Xuan's explanation, there was also a few smiles on his face.

"I promise, you'll regret it."

Jian Wushuang looked at Ye Xuan viciously and said fiercely.

But Ye Xuan, ignoring Jian Wushuang at all, directly took Xuanyuan for the rest of his life, and walked towards the elevator with Lan Lao.

Wait until Ye Xuan walks onto the elevator.

Jian Wushuang roared "ah".

His eyes were cold, he looked at the white-haired old man beside him, and asked in a deep voice, "Third Elder, why are you stopping me?" ”

Just now, Jian Wushuang drew his sword and wanted to compete with Ye Xuan, but was stopped by the old man beside him.

"Wushuang, that kid, is deliberately provoking you. Don't you see it? ”

The third elder smiled coldly, looking like he understood the world and was familiar with his heart, and asked rhetorically.

"No ......"

Jian Wushuang responded, looking deaf.

"Hehe, Wushuang, you're still too young. Just now, that kid deliberately used the method of agitation, just to provoke you, so as to test your hypocrisy. If you expose your strength, it will be in his hands and let him succeed. ”

The three elders' eyebrows tightened, as if they were in control of the overall situation, and they analyzed very confidently and seriously.

But how could he know.

Ye Xuan didn't think about it that much at all, he just wanted to humiliate Jian Wushuang.

"Third Elder, you're right, I'm impulsive."

Jian Wushuang was no longer so angry, and said very humbly.

At this moment, he thought that he had seen through Ye Xuan's tricks, and a smile appeared on his face.

When others scolded him, he still felt happy.

I'm afraid there's another brain-wreck!

Ye Xuan, Xuanyuan Yusheng, Lan Lao, and the three of them walked into the private room one after another.

At this time, the dishes are ready.

Zheng Rachel stepped forward, opened the seat for Ye Xuan, and greeted him cordially: "Master Xuan, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine. Xiaoqiu, do you know this person? ”

Ye Xuan took a seat, pointed to Xuanyuan for the rest of his life, and asked.

"Huh?"

Zheng Rachel glanced at Xuanyuan Yusheng and was stunned.

"The prince of the Xuanyuan family?"

Rachel Zheng had a stunned expression on her face, shocked, and said in surprise.

"Hehe, Qiu Lao, hello."

Xuanyuan wore glasses for the rest of his life, his attitude was gentle, he was polite, and said with a soft smile.

"Master Xuan, it turns out that you even know the prince of the Xuanyuan family?"

Zheng Rachel was shocked in her heart, stared at Ye Xuan, who was full of silver hair, and said in shock.

But in an instant, he felt that he had just said the wrong thing.

With Xuanye's strength, even if he knows the prince of the Xuanyuan family, he should say yes, it is not a genius.

"Xiaoqiu, Xuanyuan and I have just met for the rest of our lives."

Ye Xuan chuckled softly and motioned for Xuanyuan Yusheng and Lan Lao to take a seat.

Wait until Xuanyuan Yusheng and Lan Lao are seated.

Tang Xiaorou, who was sitting on Ye Xuan's right hand, quickly stood up and poured wine for Ye Xuan, Xuanyuan Yusheng and others.

Ye Xuan and Tang Xiaorou glanced at each other.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Immediately, Ye Xuan stood up, picked up his wine glass, and said very heroically: "Come, everyone, I, Tang Xuan, here, I will first toast everyone with a glass of wine." ”

As he spoke, Ye Xuan raised his head, put the liquor in his throat, and drank it all.

Xuanyuan Yusheng and the others also stood up and drank the wine in their glasses.

Private room next door.

Several middle-aged men, holding cigars and drinking Wuliangye, smiled obscenely.

Among them, a bald man wearing a finger-thick gold necklace sneered a few times and said to the others: "Mr. Jin, guess who I saw just now?" ”

"Who?"

A middle-aged man with yellow teeth, holding his bloated belly, took a puff on his cigar and wondered.

"Tang Xuan!"

The bald man, Sen smiled coldly and said sharply.

"What?!"

The expression on the face of the middle-aged man with yellow teeth suddenly became stiff.

"it, that dog, you dare to bully my Jin family. This time, our head of the family sent me to solve this matter. ”

The middle-aged man with yellow teeth wiped a few traces of cruelty on his face, he "snorted" his saliva, threw the cigar in his mouth directly on the ground, and stepped on it a few times.

"Mr. Jin, you are in Jiangdong City, no matter what, you are also a big man. It is said that even when I see you on Sunday, I have to call my brother. ”

Another middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth and a scar on his face said with a smile.

"Well, that's an exaggeration. Boss Zhou and I, the well water is not the river water, if I really get it, I may not lose to him. ”

The middle-aged man with yellow teeth smiled coldly and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, Mr. Jin, we believe in you, with your wrist, you can even step on Sunday sooner or later."

The middle-aged man with a scar on his face said flatteringly.

As soon as he heard this, Mr. Jin burst into laughter, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, as if he had gnawed corn kernels.

"Hmph, before that, I have to kill Tang Xuan's comparison. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the head of the family to explain. ”

Mr. Jin smiled coldly, half-squinted his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he said fiercely: "Brothers, do you dare to go with your brother." ”

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PS: These days, I've been racking my brains for lunch. I also have to work hard to add jokes to the plot of the novel, which is very time-consuming.

As you can see, behind the funny plot is the painstaking investment in lunch.

Including before, using Li Bai's poems to be funny, it was really a long discussion with friends at lunch.

I hope you can understand the difficulties of lunch and give more praise.

Those who give bad reviews can't afford to hurt their lunch!

Let lunch vomit blood and keep writing.