The man's finger bones were slender, and when Fang probed into her chest, he turned his palm into a grasp, and immediately choked Lu Yixuan's wrist, and also cut off her offensive, Lu Yixuan panicked in his mind, and simply planned and strained, and turned his elbow straight into Feng Mingxie's chest, forcing him to let go of his arm and bend back three feet, and the red tassel spear drove *straight* in, rubbing the man's ear sideburns, cutting off a trace of ink hair.

Everyone exclaimed, although most of Lu Yixin's brutal strength was dissolved, this shot was really a dangerous move.

Feng Mingxie looked at the long hair that fell to the ground and remained silent, but the light smile turned into a fierce appreciation, obviously, this girl was angry.

The person who gets angry first is always dangerous, he doesn't want to give a dangerous person a chance to think, the man swept his legs and stumbled to Lu Yixuan's unstable next plate, she was already a little flustered, but now she was disturbed by the man's unexpected tricks, and what was circling in her mind was not how to change the enemy, but her own disrespectful words and intentions that day were exposed-

Feng Mingxie, who knew herself far better than she knew about this man, suddenly, Lu Yixuan's thoughts were interrupted, his elbow was folded, and his waist and body fell into the warm arm crook, the man's face was in front of him, he was very close, and Lu Yixuan couldn't break free from his grip at all.

The colorful colors are reflected in the pupils of the eyes in an instant.

"Ah, you have to be more attentive, this king is not so easy to fool." Lu Yixuan's absent-mindedness made her full of flaws, and even her intention to shoot and retreat became hesitant and easy to ponder, Feng Mingxie joked, Fang was still calm, why now, panicked.

Lu Yixing's face was embarrassed and hot, and the man's hand around his waist and body pinched it gently, it didn't hurt, and even it was slightly itchy, Lu Yixing's shame turned into annoyance, this bastard was obviously teasing her.

Shameless!

She gritted her back molars, picked up a spear and chased after it, piercing, stabbing, flattening, blocking, and dialing, both long and short, sharp and real, and there seemed to be the man's deliberately soft and demagogic tone in her ears, was he saying that his little trick had been exposed, or was he threatening her with a trick?

Under the throne of the Son of Heaven, among the ministers, if she is not careful, her hope of rehabilitating the Lu family will become a dead end.

"The Lu family's gun trick is virtual and real, there is strange and positive, its advance is sharp, its retreat speed, its potential is dangerous, its knots are short, if it does not move, it is like a mountain, and if it moves, it is like a thunderstorm, has Lu Henian taught you?" Feng Mingxie lowered his voice and said concisely.

You tried your best, but he was calm.

The man's long sleeves swept the tail of the spear, and his elbows and wrists were agile and alive, and he held Lu Yixuan's hand that was also holding the spear, and he stepped halfway back, walking like the stars in the sky, and the colorful feathers were like a lotus blooming in the water in the moonlit robe, swaggering and bright.

"Want to win?" His eyes were tired and calm.

"What are you trying to do!" Lu Yixuan said angrily, whether this man is evil, friend or foe, every move and every trend is accompanied by inadvertent teasing and playing, which makes people panic.

Feng Ming stretched his eyebrows when he heard this, and flicked his fingers away from the cold gun: "Tsk, the answer is not what you asked." He said it so clearly, but the girl was still thinking nonsense.

Lu Yixuan's red tassel gun slid through the palm of her hand because of this force, and the tiger's mouth was suddenly rubbed with blood marks, she hurriedly pressed the force of the rush and tightened the barrel of the gun again, this bastard acted strangely, asked strange questions, and was confused about what to say and do, she couldn't sit still and fight quickly, the more she dragged on, the easier it was to be confused by him!

The girl of the Lu family no longer dangles the silver spear, but is like a thunderbolt, fast and swift, the strength of the wrist to the waist * body bursts out, a stop and a hand are with a broken wind whistling, the body of the gun is like a dragon spirit * live abnormally, the place where you hit makes your skin and flesh hurt, trembling, good ability - it really doesn't look like the strength and strength that can be used at this age, if she concentrates, I am afraid that the colorful feathers at the corner of the sleeves of the robe will become a flower under the gun.

Feng Ming knew that she was too violent, so she used her strength to rub the shoulder blades of the gun, and at the moment of staggering, Lu Yixuan had already discovered her flaw, she couldn't stop the footsteps of the hollow, and her whole body fell out of the ring when she saw it, and suddenly the end of the gun was dragged by someone.

"One last chance." Want to win.

Lu Yixuan's heart was beating wildly, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I want to." "I want to win, I want to be the leader of this school's martial arts field.

As soon as the words fell, the spear in her hand was violently pulled back to the ring, and she was stunned only to see the colorful feathers like Manman flying flowers in the dust, and fell lightly on the sidelines.

"Tsk," Feng Mingxie pretended to be surprised, "This king is careless." "I accidentally fell out of the field, and I accidentally lost the field.

The man brushed his sleeves and looked useless, and the splendid weaving feathers turned into arbitrariness, his eyes fell on the high platform and the stands, and his words were loud: "The hero is a young man, Emei does not give in, there is such a talent in the Wei Mansion, it is the luck of Da Yan, the luck of the Son of Heaven, long live my emperor, long live long live." "Look, the ladder is all set up for you.

The entire school martial arts field burst into cheers in an instant, and the Shenwu Feather Forest Army knelt down one after another, and the momentum shook the sky.

Long live my emperor, long live, long live——

Lu Yixuan was still standing in the ring in a daze, she heard the cheers around her but couldn't move, until she was hugged down and was in a trance, she subconsciously wanted to look back to take a look at Feng Mingxie, but saw that he had already returned to the throne on the high platform, lazily turning on the couch and holding the black cat to tease himself, only the colorful feathers fluttering in the wind were still showing the laziness and fatigue of the peacock, even under the eyes of the Son of Heaven, he was too lazy to pose.

The swaggering Wang Sun Guiguan in the market could not be more appropriate.

Lu Yixuan was still vague about how she suddenly won the school martial arts trial, the tingling pain in her palm was cold to the touch, and the pain made her consciousness clear in vain, and the school martial arts competition was over, and the injured young people were placed in the small camp to treat their wounds.

Gu Qingxun was dipping the freshly ground herb bag in her palm: "Do you want to work so hard?" "Sawdust barbs were all over the hands, and a blur of flesh and blood.

His tone was full of complaints and worries, the moment Lu Yixin stood in the ring, Gu Qingxun thought that he was dazzled, that girl actually beat a dry of people to the ground, but look, the mud and tiredness all over her body, and the scar from the whip drawn by Mingyue had just stopped bleeding, but Lu Yixuan didn't cry out for pain or bitterness, as if all this was not inflicted on him.

Desperately.

Gu Qingxun could only think of such words.