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General Ding was carried out by someone, and the result of the recurrence of the old disease was still relatively powerful, even if there was a very good Caiyu by his side, he didn't have the ability to make him alive in two or three days.

However, his illness has been suppressed, at least he can still walk or something, but the most taboo is to be in a hurry, and he can't run, jump, etc.: his body still has to recuperate for a period of time, and it can be done slowly: however, Zixuan did not give him time to recuperate.

Although he sat on the soft sedan chair and couldn't fly to catch the torch, he pulled out his belt with his fast hand when he saw the opportunity, and with a flick of it, the torch flew out, not letting it fall on the firewood in front of the mansion, and at the same time he spoke: "County Lord." ”

As soon as he shouted the county lord, the torch he shot out was kicked back by Shui Muxiafei, but he didn't stop shouting: "The minister has ,... Out of these three words, he struck out the torch that Shui Mu Xiaxia kicked back: "Please ...... the guilty in the book" Zixuan smiled: "Look here, General Ding." She threw the torch in her hand as well: one step faster than her was Shui Muxia's figure, and he kicked the first torch back again.

Old General Ding is extraordinary and experienced in the end, and the two torches are still difficult for him, and the belt in his hand struck out two torches like lightning and flew out with sparks again: "These few days, I have been recuperating in the mansion and waiting for Hou Shengzhi" He had to speak quickly, but in this way, he still had to face the two torches that Shui Muxia kicked back again.

He knocked the torch out again before he finished what he was going to say: "I don't know why the county lord came to Ding's mansion today to do something?" ”

Zi Xuan had already thrown the third torch in her hand and Shui Muxia also kicked the two torches back: looking at Old General Ding Zi Xuan taking the fourth torch: "There is still Oh here, I don't know how much Old General Ding can protect himself?" As for your concubine, her skills are also good, she should be a helper. ”

It's really strange that Cai Yu didn't follow General Ding's side, but after thinking about it, Zi Xuan smiled: "Oh, I've entered the palace: what a great honor, I believe that Mrs. Ding is so angry that she can't afford Chuáng at this time, right?" As she spoke, Shui Muxia and General Ding had already kicked the three torches back and forth.

Shui Muxia smiled: "It's fun, I really didn't expect the torch to play like this, speaking of which, I haven't loosened my muscles for a long time, today I will give up my life to play with the gentleman and General Ding, I hope that General Ding will be merciful to your subordinates: But it doesn't matter if I can't catch it, there is still the prince here, and the prince is not successful, and there are guards in the palace." [ ' Book ' ]"

He clearly told General Ding, I can't do it if you hit the torch in all directions, but I still have helpers: he is not ashamed of having someone to help, and he has no intention of going one-on-one with General Ding.

After a few words, the three torches went back and forth in the air three or four times, and the people who watched from afar couldn't help but cheer, and the color was much better than juggling.

"Shui Gongzi is embarrassed to bully me at a young age, an old and sick person?" General Ding struck the three torches in three directions, and the more he used his belt, the more skillful he became.

Shui Muxia's figure ran after the torch and kicked it back to General Ding again: "Respect the old and love the young, General Ding is a person who is good at facing thousands of troops and horses, I am not afraid that General Ding will not be able to have fun playing with General Ding alone?" ”

Zixuan smiled: "That's it."

General Ding, look here. This time, she threw out one torch in one hand at the same time, plus the three that Shui Muxia kicked back, there were five firewood flying to the door of Ding's mansion: Moreover, Zixuan did not throw all the torches to General Ding this time, but learned from General Ding to throw them aside, which was far away from the torches kicked back by Shui Muxia.

General Ding's belt waved again, striking the torch in different directions and increasing the force, and the fifth torch was about to fall on the firewood, and at the last moment, the belt wrapped around the torch's stick, and lifted it slightly upward, taking it away from the firewood.

There was a flash of murder in his eyes, and the torch broke away from the belt in his hand and went straight to Zixuan's door: it was regarded as a mistake, and he argued in front of the emperor, whether it was accidental injury or accidental killing, the person who provoked the incident was Zhu Zixuan, and the emperor's guilt would be much lighter.

He was teased out of the real fire by the torch, and he couldn't hide the murderous intent in his heart, so he would make a move on Zixuan: if he was calm, he wouldn't make such a move, because he usually likes to plot behind his back and is not used to killing people in person: after killing people, he can still make the enemy hate the wrong person, which is also what he is most proud of.

Prince Jin stretched out his hand and caught the torch at once, looked at General Ding with a cold gaze, and threw it at General Ding's face: And he didn't throw one another, but kept throwing it from the hands of the guards, and the torches formed a long fiery line between him and General Ding.

Zixuan only had one torch in her hand, because the torches that were lit were all thrown at General Ding by Prince Jin in one go: she shrugged her shoulders and saw Shui Muxia turning over in the air and kicking back a torch that flew to the highest! "Good!"

She felt that these torches in front of her were about to turn into fireballs, but don't get me wrong, she didn't like to watch the ball in her previous life, but she didn't hate it: however, if the ball in the previous life was kicked like Shui Muxia, she would definitely like to watch it.

General Ding is not good, the five torches kicked back by Shui Muxia are not first and last, no matter what kind of thought he uses when hitting the torches, those torches that fly in all directions, fast and slow, and fly far and not close, will eventually fly near him at the same time.

He had to admire Shui Muxia's kung fu, he had been fighting with Shui Muxia so much that his forehead and nose were sweating, because he had a killing intent on Zixuan, and he angered the Prince of Jin, and those torches flew over together, and the pressure suddenly doubled.

However, when he knocked away the torch kicked back by Shui Muxia, he realized that Shui Muxia had not been serious just now, and a torch almost took off the belt in his hand and flew out: Shui Muxia was also angry.

General Ding had to slap his palm on the chair and fly, flick his belt with one hand to fly the torches, untie his clothes with the other hand, and want to catch the torches with both hands: he knew that it was very dangerous now, but as long as he could knock these torches out, I believe that Shui Muxia and Prince Jin would also be in a hurry.

You must know that although those who watched the excitement stood far enough, they were not far enough for him: he believed that neither Shui Muxia nor Prince Jin would watch those ordinary people get hurt and ignore it.

After knocking Shui Muxia's five torches away, his belt was already broken and could no longer be used: the torches thrown by the Prince of Jin made him spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, but to his delight, he still flew out.

Just as he thought, they all flew to the crowd around to watch the excitement: Next, what he had to do was to hit the torch in front of him at Zhu Zixuan: Prince Jin and Shui Muxia were both transferred away from Zhu Zixuan, why not kill her at this time?

Zixuan smiled at him at this time: Ding Lao Groove Jun only noticed why Zhu Zixuan's face suddenly became bigger: She took a few steps forward, didn't she come to find death? He smirked and struck the flying torch with his shirt, thinking that he would immediately see Zixuan screaming and rolling to the ground, and he also smiled.

The torch flew towards Zixuan, but Zixuan didn't dodge but smiled and gently threw the torch in her hand forward, and then calmly retreated: not far in front of her was the pile of firewood poured with oil.

General Ding's belt was broken and unusable, and his shirt threw a torch to hit Zixuan, but the torch he threw earlier flew back, and his shirt had already flown out to knock away the nearest torches, and it was too late to stop Zixuan from throwing that one.

That torch was the weakest of all the torches, and the way it fell was so ordinary that people didn't want to take a second look, unlike its brothers and sisters who rolled and danced in the air, and the appearance of the flames and their faces changed, making people's eyes burn: and it was too ordinary.

The usual flames, the usual falls, just so ordinary, without the sound of the wind, fell on the firewood!

With a "whew", the flames rose up, almost brighter than the sun in an instant, startling the people who stopped in the distance.

General Ding was already in a hurry, and he was already exhausted, and he was trying his best: all the torches that he shot down flew back, and he knew that he could not fly them all again.

It would not have been a surprise to him if any of the torches flying in the air had fallen and lit the firewood: however, with all his might, he was in the end a young woman who did not know how to fight, and the torches he threw at random made his efforts go to waste.

A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and the torches in the sky fell like a rain of fire, but he could only watch and could no longer stop any of them, because his own body slowly fell on the soft bridge.

There were a lot of torches, but not many fell on the firewood, most of them fell around General Ding, and a few fell on him: they immediately caused green smoke to curl.

His head was burning, his beard was burning, and his middle coat was burning.

Only one or two of the torches that fell on General Ding's body were waved by him, and most of them were thrown away by his long entourage: but his long entourage was also very embarrassed, because the torches did not have long eyes and fell on them.

In order to save General Ding, Chang Sui waved the torch and pushed General Ding to the ground: Only by rolling around can the fire on his body be extinguished, and these two Chang Sui are extremely loyal people, and of course they will not let their masters be burned by the fire.

But General Ding was not on fire in one place, and the clothes on his body rolled around on the ground to extinguish it, but the fire on his hair was not extinguished, and he still had his beard.

It can't be grasped with your hands, so you can only use your feet: in order to save General Ding, the two chiefs couldn't take care of it and raised their feet.

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