Chapter Ninety-Four: Revealing the Bottom of the Story

Wu Bishen's face was overjoyed, he bowed deeply seriously, and said: "If he succeeds in the future, it all depends on the little brother's auspicious words." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Wu Yingjie rolled his eyelids, and said in his heart, Cuckold officer, you are still serious.

"Zhuge Gu!" Wang Ming's gaze fell on Zhuge Gu.

"The little old man is here!" Zhuge Gu's expression was solemn.

Wu Yingjie wanted to laugh as before, but suddenly he couldn't speak, why was this old guy so serious all of a sudden.

"The heart of martial arts, it's not good to be too rigid, and it's not good to be too soft and blindly endure humiliation. Wang Ming shook his head.

Zhuge Gu's eyes suddenly lit up.

In an instant, Wang Ming decided to take a risk.

Just like just now, he used Wu Yingjie to cover up the past, but in fact, he was watching the fire in others.

There are so many differences in realms, and all the cover-ups can only add to the joke.

Understanding this truth, Wang Ming immediately made a bold decision.

"I know that your martial arts cultivation is at least above the fifth level of martial arts, but you are willing to endure the insults of the unscrupulous disciples of the martial arts hall, or this is your martial arts path, so now, the kraken is coming, and the other side of you should be shown. Wang Ming's speed of speech suddenly accelerated.

Wu Yingjie's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but say, "Wang Ming, what are you kidding?"

This bad old man is a master?

It is a master and is often bullied by himself, you must know that the higher the martial arts cultivation, the more sacred and inviolable.

It's hilarious, isn't it?

Lei Qianxue was shocked physically and mentally, and looked at Zhuge Gu with a pair of bright eyes.

She has also seen this sweeping old man in front of the Scripture Pavilion, and she has never felt anything abnormal, she has always been very cowardly, Wang Ming said this, what evidence is there?

"The young master praised it, how can the little old man afford it. Zhuge Gu hurriedly waved his hand, with a gesture of "sparing the little old man".

Wang Ming felt uncomfortable sitting, as if he had a needle prick. This guy seems to be humble, but in fact he has a murderous intention.

"Senior brother, is he also a master of martial arts above the fifth level?" Qin Xian'er's silver bell-like voice sounded, "Why didn't Xian'er see it?"

Zhuge Gu glanced at Qin Xian'er, and the murderous aura quietly retreated.

Hey, this old guy has recognized Qin Xian'er's true identity.

"Haha. Wang Ming laughed, "Real people don't show their faces." ”

"Don't be joking, young master, you just want Xiao Lao'er to go to the front. Zhuge Gu used a wry smile to hide his embarrassment - the embarrassment of being recognized, and it was also an embarrassment that was far more obvious than his own cultivation of a low boy.

Wu Yingjie immediately suddenly, with disdain in his heart, it turns out that you Wang Ming are also so shameless, and you are not much better than our "Four Pigs of Thunder City".

Ahh

"Haha, the big war is coming, just kidding, don't you feel so nervous anymore?" Wang Ming smiled, raised his hand and pointed at Zhuge Gu, "You are so weak, of course I won't let you take the lead." ”

Song Que looked serious and thoughtful, the boss never spoke without a target, it must be a hidden mystery.

Wang Ming's expression suddenly changed: "Zhuge Gu, Wubi God obey the order!"

"Here!" the two men shouted in unison.

"From now on, the two of you will not leave Qin Xian'er or her side to protect her safety. ”

"Yes!" the two men replied in unison.

Wang Ming laughed in his heart, these two people should be so together, obviously they both saw Qin Xian'er's true identity.

Zhuge Gu and Wu Bishen were shocked, Wang Ming saw that their martial arts cultivation was high and low, this was undoubted, and they even knew that they recognized Princess Xian'er.

Wu Yingjie pouted, these two guys pretended to be like that.

"Wu Yingjie. ”

"Yes!" Wu Yingjie shouted louder, and his heart was more presentable than these two guys.

"Your archery skills are good, and Lei Qianxue are two guards in the back, attacking with arrows and first aid, do you know?!"

"Yes. Wu Yingjie and Lei Qianxue responded in unison.

I have to admit that Wu Yingjie began to be a little excited, is this arranging troops?

"Qin Xian'er, you and Du Lang are the pioneers. ”

Zhuge Gu and Wu Bishen couldn't help but glance at each other, so calculating, the princess took the lead, and they could only follow the lead.

"Yes!" Qin Xian'er was excited.

"Yes!" Du Lang's eyes were blazing.

"Song Que and I are in the middle, supporting all parties at any time. Wang Ming's eyes swept over everyone's faces, "This is our formation to meet the enemy." ”

Everyone else was eager to try, and Zhuge Gu and Wu Bishen were both calm, and they couldn't see what was going on in their hearts.

Wang Ming didn't need to look at it, he also knew that they were suspicious of all sides, smiled faintly, and said: "The long waterway, I will tell you a story, which should be a relief for boredom." ”

Wu Yingjie was speechless for a moment, Wang Ming, don't be so jumpy, okay, I felt a little "burning" just now, although it was a little awkward to "burn" under your hands, but it was happy, why did the conversation change and become a storyteller in the teahouse?

"Once upon a time, there was a small country, and there was a farmer in a small country, who was exposed to wind and rain every day, and still did not have enough food and clothing for a year. Wang Ming spoke in the vernacular, but his expression was very serious, "This farmer thought, I work so hard every day, and in the end it is still the result, why?"

"Why?" Qin Xian'er hurriedly asked.

Qin Xian'er likes to hear stories the most among the princes and princesses of the imperial capital, and she is very easy to believe, otherwise she will also see the words about the Leizhou War Kraken, and know that the Five Thunder Gate has come all the way to come.

Wang Ming expressed his satisfaction, telling stories like such a cooperative audience, but a pair of eyes looked at Zhuge Gu and Wu Bishen intentionally or unintentionally, and said: "One day, a fat hare suddenly ran in the field, and accidentally hit a tree on the edge of the field, bang!"

"Ahh

The cooperation is very good! Wang Ming said in his heart.

"Dead. ”

"It's pathetic. ”

What is this?

Wu Yingjie felt that his old grudge with Wang Ming could be written off, but he couldn't get used to his stinky fart as a poet and a scholar telling stories.

But the farmer was pleased, and he took the rabbit and brought it home, and that day he had a good meal. Wang Ming said this and stopped.

"What happened later?" Qin Xian'er's eyes widened, and she said a sentence that every child who listened to the story would say.

Out!

Then the farmer went to the tree every day, and he thought that when the rabbit came to strike the tree again, he might have another meal. ”

"Huh?!" Qin Xian'er burst out laughing.

Song Que also grinned, although he didn't understand what the boss meant by telling the story, but the story was really interesting.

As a result, the farmer starved to death. Wang Ming added another story tail, "This story is called Waiting for the Rabbit." As he spoke, Wang Ming glanced at Zhuge Gu and Wu Bishen again.

Although Wang Ming didn't know what these two bigwigs were doing incognito in Lei City, what they did was somewhat similar to the matter of "waiting for the rabbit".