Listening to Tang Cheng's words, the green bamboo Weng smiled. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I'm not old, and my tone is not small. Well, since you are looking for a young lady, it is up to you. But the old craftsman is not with him! ”

As he spoke, the green bamboo Weng who had been squatting in the grass stood up, carrying a half-finished bamboo basket in one hand and a knife the length of a palm in the other.

As he spoke, the green bamboo man turned around and walked towards the house.

As he walked, he shook his head, as if he was mocking and sneering.

Tang Cheng was still drinking tea, and he didn't raise his eyelids to drink tea.

The tea is good, it is Longjing, Longjing after the rain, there is a refreshing fragrance.

"Young people now......" Luzhu Weng said word by word with a sigh and mockery in his mouth.

It seems that every word you say consumes a lot of strength.

His steps were also slow, and his figure dragged long, long in the dim light of the candlelight.

Just as he walked up the last step, the blade was reflected in the candlelight, reflecting a blinding cold light.

The cold light, like a cold moon hanging high, directly met Tang Cheng's eyes.

Swish!

At this moment, the figure of the old dragon bell of the green bamboo weng moved.

Like a cheetah, his feet were a little above the steps in an instant, and he bloomed with a kind of speed.

The short blade in his right hand, under the light of the candlelight, had turned into a bloodthirsty edge, and a volley of swords stabbed Tang Cheng's neck.

There is no doubt about the sharpness of the short blade used to sharpen the bamboo strips. If he is stabbed, ten Tang Cheng will only have one way to die.

This sudden change between lightning and flint. It came too suddenly.

It was impossible to react at all.

Yue Lingshan only felt a flash of cold light in front of her, and a strong wind rushed towards her.

The old figure of the green bamboo Weng. It was already like a thunderbolt approaching Tang Cheng.

The short blade, which looked like a child's toy, was actually blooming with a terrifying killing intent and cold light.

Reflecting the cold light, Yue Lingshan believed that her face must be very ugly now.

It must be a pale, even pale color.

But she can't care so much now, because under that killing knife, Tang Cheng is raising a glass of tea.

The teacup and wrist blocked his view, but the weakness of his neck. But it was directly exposed to the other party's knife light.

"Be careful!"

Yue Lingshan let out a scream, and her slender wrist had flipped in the air, grabbing towards the deadly blade of the green bamboo Weng.

Nine Yin White Bone Claw!

Yue Lingshan was using the Nine Yin White Bone Claw that Tang Cheng had taught her not long ago.

However, although this claw is fast, the green bamboo man's knife is faster.

Just when her wrist was raised, his sword light had already come to Tang Cheng.

Die!

The eyes of the green bamboo man shone with cruel light.

Seemingly, he has seen it. The scene where Tang Cheng's neck was torn by his own blade, and blood flew up.

The corners of his mouth showed a smile, a bloodthirsty smile. Cruel laughter.

However, his smile has not yet bloomed. and withered.

"Zheng!"

A crisp sound of gold and iron clashing rang out.

It was like a glimpse, a knife like antelope hanging horns. In front of Tang Cheng, it came to an abrupt end.

It was blocked!

The green bamboo man's eyes bloomed with an unprecedented light. Looking at the teacup that blocked his almost killer knife, the whole person was shocked.

Yes, what blocked his knife was the teacup.

Tang Cheng is drinking a teacup of tea.

But now, the tea is gone.

Only teacups remain, ordinary celadon teacups.

Luzhu Weng's heart began to tremble at this moment.

"Who the hell are you?"

Lu Zhuweng said with a shocked face, but just as he spoke, his feet shook suddenly, his wrists shook, and the blade that pierced the teacup moved forward again.

He didn't believe that a small teacup could block his full force.

However, the teacup was there, and no matter how much he urged his true qi, he couldn't move forward half a minute.

At this moment, Luzhu Weng was completely dead.

He didn't want to think about it, he retreated, like a ghost, wanting to complete the pioneering feat of missing a blow and escaping thousands of miles.

"This is leaving? It's too cheap, isn't it? ”

Tang Cheng's voice sounded lightly, and immediately, in the shocked eyes of Lu Zhuweng, he slapped it with a palm.

"Whew!"

His palm, in the frightened eyes of the green bamboo man, swelled in a circle, like a pu fan, and slapped into the air.

Suddenly, a strong wind passed out, and the air was slightly stagnant, making the green bamboo Weng feel like a lonely boat floating in the sea.

Immediately after, that palm came to him.

Luzhu Weng's heart was shocked, and he didn't want to think about it, he mustered up all his spare strength, and stabbed towards Tang Cheng's palm.

"Bang!"

Tang Cheng's hand was like a golden jade cast, and his extremely sharp blade could not be injured in the slightest.

With a palm falling, the blade shattered, and the remaining strength fell on his chest.

Luzhu Weng immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew upside down like a broken sack, directly breaking the railing at the door and falling the ground.

"Wow!"

The moment he landed, Luzhu Weng vomited blood, and the blood was like a fountain, gushing out of money.

Tang Cheng was still sitting in place, looking at the green bamboo Weng with a smile.

"Brother Cheng, are you okay, I'm scared to death!"

Yue Lingshan's whole person felt frightened, grabbed Tang Cheng's arm tightly, and said worriedly.

Tang Cheng patted the back of her hand: "Don't worry, this is where it is!" ”

After comforting him, Tang Cheng turned his head and looked at the green bamboo man again.

"You stabbed me twice, and I slapped you back, and I suffered a loss. But for the sake of your age, I don't care about you. Tell Miss Ren to come out, I really don't want to do it today, so don't force me! The smile on the corner of Tang Cheng's mouth was still the same, as if nothing could make him feel bad.

Listening to Tang Cheng's words, Luzhu Weng was already struggling against the wall at the moment, looking at Tang Cheng, with this gloomy look in his eyes.

"Boy, I don't care where you know that Miss Ren is in my Green Bamboo Lane, but if I advise you to be interested, get out of here, go as far as you want. Miss Ren is not something you can covet, don't ask for trouble, beware of all the punishments! Luzhu Weng grinned, said resentfully, looked at this Tang Cheng, and hissed.

Listening to Lu Zhuweng's words, the corners of Tang Cheng's mouth couldn't help but show a helpless smile.

"Punish me all over the house? I'm afraid that I don't dare to boast about this Haikou even if I do it! Tang Cheng said with a sneer, but the green bamboo weng trembled all over, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know so much about my holy religion? ”

"That's not what you should know!" Tang Cheng smiled, but his gaze had already been taken back from the green bamboo Weng, and fell on the door.

"Miss Ren, do you really want this green bamboo to die here before you are willing to show up? You should know that I'm going to kill him, it's just a backhand thing. If you don't show up, then don't blame me for being ruthless! Tang Cheng's voice, mixed with internal force, rang out, like thunder, but it was condensed but not dispersed, just in this courtyard, buzzing. (To be continued.) )