Before the words fell, he had already drawn his sword and stabbed at Yu Siqiao.

Yu Siqiao's face remained unchanged, his toes were pointed, and then, his long and tall body fluttered like the wind.

Luo Changfeng saw that he was about to pierce him with a sword, but who knew that in the next moment, the sharp tip of the sword could only penetrate a piece of air and hit the pear wood chair.

The chair was split alive, and the man in front of him was nowhere to be seen.

Immediately after, a faint voice sounded behind Luo Changfeng: "Qiao Cang." ”

Luo Changfeng's back tightened, and then, he turned around suddenly, but saw a long sword against his heart.

If he wanted to, he would have been able to stick to his heart just now and take his life outright.

Luo Changfeng had never seen such a master, staring at the sword blade with his eyes down, his heart was secretly cold, and he couldn't help but inhale.

Yu Siqiao put away his sword, "Promise." ”

Luo Changfeng's face distorted: "......"

Originally, it was very frustrating if his skills were not as good as others, but now these two words made him suddenly feel unhappy.

He seemed to finally know why Xuanyuan Yichuan had been so depressed during this time.

He is on par with Xuanyuan Yichuan, and now he is almost powerless to fight back against such an opponent......

Even he was in such a mood, let alone Xuanyuan Yichuan?

Luo Changfeng's complexion was very complicated.

Yu Siqiao looked at him and looked at the pear wood chair behind him, "Compensation." ”

Luo Changfeng: "......"

A wave of anger rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, and said angrily: "If you lose, you will pay!" Can't afford it! ”

Yu Siqiao nodded, "This is an out-of-print craft, if you want to pay compensation, you can't just change a chair, you have to change the whole set of tables and chairs." ”

Luo Changfeng: "......"

Luo Changfeng also deliberately glanced back, wanting to see which master's out-of-print craftsmanship, but at a glance, he found that the table and chair were very old, and what out-of-print craftsmanship was simply an ordinary pear wood table and chair!

Luo Changfeng: ???

Before he could come back to his senses, another voice came from behind him: "Thank you for your generosity." ”

Luo Changfeng finally understood, and his face turned black with anger.

What the hell am I ......

Where did this poor sour ghost come from!

Even a set of tables and chairs have to be faked?

is such a person, defeated Xuanyuan Yichuan, defeated him, and is about to marry Mo Shu as his wife?

Luo Changfeng's chest was blocked, he glared at Yu Siqiao fiercely, and left in a huff.

Yu Siqiao seemed to be afraid that he would regret it, and said, "When will Luo Xiaoshizi pay it?" ”

"Huh," Luo Changfeng shouted, "Tomorrow!" I'll send you a new set tomorrow, you poor ghost! ”

Yu Si Qiaowaner: "Thank you. ”

Luo Changfeng walked on the road, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he kicked the door hard before rushing away.

As soon as he left, a man was left in the courtyard.

Sun Qing looked at Luo Changfeng's back and said, "Lord, what is that person looking for you?" ”

"Here's the money," Yu Siqiao sat down again, asking for a cup of tea, "How about the things you want to track?" ”

"Yes," Sun Qing said, "After the prince of Hulong Kingdom went back, he really went to complain, and now Hulong Kingdom and Nanjiang Kingdom are conspiring, and it seems that they want to attack Moyan Kingdom first." ”

Yu Siqiao looked coldly, "Just them? ”

Sun Qing said: "The subordinates also think that although they are brave and good at fighting, there are not many people in their two small countries, and they are inevitably too self-conscious, and they should have any magic weapons to win that we don't know for the time being." ”