"I collect all that nectar bit by bit every morning and brew it carefully!"

Ah Zhu has a gentle personality, but at this time, he was so angry that he burst into tears and brought rain to his face, which shows how sad he is. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ah Bi worried: "How is this good? Gongzi and Uncle Bao and Uncle Feng are not there......

Fang Haoran suddenly remembered this paragraph, it seemed that there were a few gangs that had gone to Tingxiang Pavilion to make trouble, but it was all the kung fu of some three-legged cats, don't worry, he immediately smiled and said: "Let's go and see, if it's really a bad guy, I'll help you solve it, and it can be regarded as repaying you for the grace of the boat." ”

"Then it's troublesome for Young Master Fang. Ah Zhu saw that Fang Haoran's kung fu was not weak, so he didn't refuse.

Fang Haoran and the others went ashore, passed by a jasmine flower bed, passed through two moon cave doors, and came to the outside of the flower hall. There are still a few feet away from the doors and windows behind the flower hall, and the noise in the hall can be heard.

As soon as he reached the door of the hall, he heard a scream, and a man with a knife fell out, and his chest was slashed, and he was covered in blood.

Another man in white chased out with a fishhook and sickle in his hand, and was about to mend the knife, when he happened to see Fang Haoran and a few people, and asked sharply: "Who are you, what are you doing here?"

Fang Haoran frowned slightly, and was about to speak. The man shouted, "Look at you, it's not a good thing, it must be a spy, kill you!" As he spoke, the fishhook and sickle in his hand swept a few beautiful knife flowers and slashed at Fang Haoran's shoulder.

Fang Haoran's face sank, and he kicked out. This man in white is just a rough fist and foot trick, the internal force is pitiful, where can he block it, he was hit in the chest, and the whole person suddenly flew out upside down, like a cannonball, smashing the doors and windows to pieces, and fell headlong in the center of the hall.

The people in the hall were originally fighting, but at this time, they stopped one after another, looked at the door in surprise, and saw a young man in white, with a delicate face and a graceful demeanor. Behind him, followed by a weak scholar with oily hair and a pink face, and several beautiful girls.

Everyone in the hall looked at Wang Yuyan, and then looked at Azhu and Abi, and they couldn't imagine that there was such a girl in the world.

Suddenly, an old man with a sallow face and a beard on the seat stood up, glared at Fang Haoran angrily, and said, "Who are you, how dare you hurt my disciple of the Qingcheng faction?"

"Qingcheng faction, do you recognize Yu Canghai?" Fang Haoran laughed.

"Who is Yu Canghai? Lao Tzuxing will not change his name or surname, and Sima Lin, the head of the Qingcheng faction, is also!" The old man patted his chest, and his voice was very proud.

"I haven't heard of it!" Fang Haoran shook his head and said.

A Zhu and a few people behind him couldn't help but laugh "poof".

"Ah...... I'm angry, boy, you're looking for death!"

The old man's left hand reached into the sleeve of his right hand, and his right hand reached into the sleeve of his left hand, as if the hand was warmed in winter, and then his hands stretched out, and he had held a strange-shaped blade in his hand, and his left hand was an iron cone six or seven inches long, but the tip of the cone was bent twice, and his right hand was an octagonal small hammer, the hammer handle was only as long as a ruler, and the hammer head was not as big as an ordinary person's fist, and the two weapons were small and exquisite, but they were like children's toys, which were used to face the enemy, and it seemed to be useless.

When the northern man in the east saw these two strange weapons, several people immediately laughed out loud and said, "The Sichuan baby's play is also embarrassing!" Everyone in the west looked at him angrily.

Wang Yuyan hurriedly reminded: "This is the secret weapon of the Qingcheng faction, Lei Gong's hammer, it can't be prevented, it's very vicious, Fang Gongzi be careful!"

Before the words fell, he could only hear three soft sounds, and three poisonous nails shot out from under the thunder hammer, stabbing Fang Haoran in the chest in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful!" Azhu couldn't help but exclaim, but was immediately stunned.

I saw Fang Haoran's big hand slowly stretched out, but the last hair came first, patting lightly, grabbing, and grabbing, as if probing for something, the three poisonous nails fell into his palm.

"This ...... This is impossible!" Sima Lin's face was full of disbelief, his three poisonous nails were shot with a mechanism, and the speed was faster than an arrow, and he was caught empty-handed, is this still a human?

"Who the hell are you doing?"

Ah Zhu stepped forward and sneered: "I am the master here, isn't it strange that someone should ask me what I am doing here? Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The old man nodded and said, "Well, you are the master here, that's great." He turned his head to stare at Fang Haoran, and said sharply: "Young and strong in martial arts, it must be Murong Fu, who is known as "Nan Murong"!"

Ah Zhu was about to speak, when suddenly an extremely strange voice came from outside the door:

"No, no, Murong Gongzi is extraordinary, a master of martial arts, how can the kung fu of this little white-faced three-legged cat be worthy of the word "Murong"?"

Fang Haoran's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face had sunk. He remembered one of the cheapest and most annoying people in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

Beside her, Wang Yuyan shouted happily: "Is Uncle Bao here?"

I only heard a very strange voice say: "No, no, no, it's not that Uncle Bao has arrived." ”

Wang Yuyan smiled: "You are not Uncle Bao yet, the person has not arrived, and 'Fei Fei Ye' has already arrived first." The voice said, "No, no, no, I'm not Uncle Bao." Wang Yuyan smiled and said, "No, no, no, so who are you?" The voice said: "Brother Murong calls me 'third brother', but you call me 'uncle'." You're calling it wrong!"

Wang Yuyan's cheeks were dizzy, and she smiled: "You haven't come out yet?"

I only heard a long laugh, and there was a person sitting upright on the chair in the middle of the hall. This man was a thin-looking middle-aged man, very tall, wearing a gray cloth robe, with a perverse and stubborn look on his face.

"Who are you?" asked Sima Lin.

Bao Wei's figure flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Sima Lin, kicked him on the heel, and shouted, "You are also worthy to ask my name?"

Although Bao is different, his kung fu is not weak, his cultivation is probably in the late day after tomorrow, this kick is fierce and ruthless, unexpected, Sima Lin is just the early stage of the day after tomorrow, he was kicked in the heart by this kick, and he almost closed his breath, and he wanted to rush up desperately but couldn't lift half of his strength, so he could only grit his teeth and stare at Bao different, eager to bite his flesh.

Bao didn't look at it, as if he was ignoring a pile of garbage, he stepped over Sima Lin, walked straight to Fang Haoran, touched the mustache at the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "Who are you who dare to pretend to be my son-in-law's name?"

Fang Haoran said coldly: "What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to ask my name?"

As soon as these words came out, Bao He's face suddenly turned black like charcoal, the corners of his mouth twitched, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he was obviously angry to the extreme, and shouted: "Little white face, Uncle Bao, I am a retainer of Murong ......"

"Smack!"

Fang Haoran slapped him out and said coldly: "It's not disrespectful, slap your mouth!"

The speed of this slap is not fast, it stands to reason that even an ordinary person can dodge it, but Bao is not in a hurry to dodge, but a frightened look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he was stunned and was slapped to the ground by a slap, and rolled on the ground a few times like a gourd, and fell so embarrassed.

Sima Lin on the side saw this scene, and his heart was extremely happy, and he couldn't wait to shout good.