Chapter 143: Sycophants are not filmed like this

"I don't know what to do, but it won't be long. ”

Zhao Yan spread his hands, he really didn't know about this matter.

"So, Zhao Shaoxia, what do you think, how to deal with this matter?"

Old Man Fan smiled and continued to ask.

"Old Man Fan, you are laughing, I am just a guest at best, all the big and small affairs of this Baimu Cliff should be decided by you, Old Man Fan, where is the reason why there are guests to make decisions instead of the host?"

Zhao Yan hurriedly replied, this smiling old man Fan reminded him of the treacherous and cunning Song Twelvezhang, so he instinctively didn't want to get involved in this matter.

"Hehe, he's a good boy who is sensible and polite. Fan Yuanjia stroked his white beard, and after praising Zhao Yan, he asked again with a smile: "But Zhao Shaoxia, it is good to be sensible and polite in ordinary times, but now in such a situation, it is when you wait for the young Lang Yong to take on the important responsibility, how can you still shirk and avoid it?"

Zhao Yan naturally didn't admit this kind of thing, but before he could refute and defend it, Old Man Fan suddenly changed the topic and said first: "Zhao Shaoxia, I heard Lone Eagle say that you have a very peculiar martial arts, and even that demon overseer can be easily killed, yes or no?"

"The Hubu Fist I practiced, the fist attribute is just to the yang, and it seems to be just enough to restrain those demons outside the sky. It's just that I don't want to hide from you, Old Man Fan, that my Tiger Step Fist is okay against the Demon Overseers in melee hand-to-hand combat, but if I meet a ...... who plays archery."

When Zhao Yan said this, he smiled bitterly and pointed to the arrow wound on his body, which was bleeding again because of the bursting of the wound.

This thing. Zhao Yan really didn't depreciate himself, because this is indeed the case.

Zhao Erlang is not afraid of heaven and earth. But I'm really afraid of long-range attacks, after all, this is a lesson in blood.

"Oops. Brother Zhao, this is what you are not happy about! It's just a big hole in the eyes, and it doesn't hurt the vital point and doesn't affect the activity, if it's a man, don't put on that kind of girly expression, hurry up and sum up what to do next, it's the right reason!"

Yan Guying, who had been listening to it for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak again, and he unceremoniously criticized Zhao Yan.

"Let's not talk about anything else, Brother Zhao, you have all gone to Baimu Cliff, this is not an outsider! Who dares to treat you as an outsider. I'm the first to refuse!"

Yan Lone Eagle shouted loudly, and for the sake of his own strength, he also dragged his long-handled big knife out of nowhere, and the dance was called a knife light Huohuo.

"Yes, yes, Brother Yan, you're right. ”

encountered such an unreasonable character, Zhao Yan could only smile bitterly.

While talking, Wanwan finally went up to the white wood cliff, but she didn't rely on her own light skills, let alone being hung up from a big bamboo basket. Instead, he was gently and skillfully carried up by the red dragon princess.

Zhao Yan's heart was about to break when he saw it, and he knew that the Red Dragon Princess of the Dao Dao even had this difficulty coefficient of 10. 0 obstacle terrain, if you can easily go straight up and down, his brain is broken, and he will use the ladder cloud to jump up vertically!

"Zhao Shaoxia. If it's convenient for you, can you show the old man a little bit of your Hubu boxing?"

Smiling old man Fan. After meowing at Wanwan and the Red Dragon Princess, she suddenly said to Zhao Yan again.

"Old Man Fan won't lie to you. This tiger step boxing was a little crazy by my practice, and as soon as I made a move, I must have done it with all my might. So it's not impossible to demonstrate, but it's not good to damage things on the cliff or something. ”

Zhao Yanwan refused.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you see the tree over there, Zhao Shaoxia, even if you aim at it, use your tiger step fist to bombard. ”

Fan Yuanjia said indifferently, and stretched out his hand to point at a white tree with a thick bowl mouth not far away.

Yan Guying, who was obviously also curious, also patted his chest and said that there was absolutely nothing wrong, and asked Zhao Yan to hurry up and stop learning from the girls, and quickly show the Tiger Step Fist that could easily defeat the Demon Overseer.

Seeing that he couldn't excuse himself, Zhao Yan simply didn't bother to make excuses, and slammed his fist at the white tree with a shout.

The fierce tiger Wu Gang flashed behind Zhao Yan, and then rushed towards the white tree with his teeth and claws, only to hear a loud bang, and the white tree, which I don't know how many years old, fell out of the white tree with sawdust flying sideways.

The Tiger Phantom did not disappear, and after plunging headlong into the earth, it blasted a large hole in the solid earth.

The visual effect of the flying stone dust was almost like a sharpshooter shooting a shot at the groundβ€”a literal shot!

"Zhao Shaoxia, your tiger step fist is indeed a bit interesting, but this punch should be more than this move, right?

is the so-called expert to see the doorway, Fan Yuanjia is precisely because he sees the doorway, so he will make such a request.

"Old Sect Master Fan, even if you demonstrate your boxing skills, you are not in a hurry At this time, Zhao Gongzi's wound has burst out, please let the concubine re-bandage Zhao Gongzi's wound first. ”

Wanwan couldn't see it, Zhao Yan's arrow wound had already broken because of the wound, and the bandage that wrapped the wound and the clothes on the cover were dyed red, how could she still let Zhao Yan continue to exert his strength and make the injury more serious?

"Hehe, yes, yes. Fan Yuanjia was still smiling, and he even winked at Zhao Yan: "Zhao Shaoxia is really a blessing, there is no shortage of swords, BMWs and beauties, even I, an old man buried in loess to the tip of my nose, can't help but want to be jealous." ”

"Hehe, I'm sorry Old Man Fan, my wound is really painful, please allow me to bandage it a little first. ”

Zhao Yan got off the donkey, and this kind of pain like a slow knife cutting flesh made him really not in the mood to continue to demonstrate Hubu Boxing.

Fan Yuanjia nodded kindly at Zhao Yan and Wanwan, then turned around and walked in the direction of the middle of the White Wood Cliff, where there was the Fort of Fools that he had worked hard for decades to build.

"Brother Zhao, your boxing technique is a bit interesting! When your injuries are healed, our brothers will have a good fight!"

Yan Guying didn't leave, but came to Zhao Yan and said excitedly, Zhao Yan's fierce tiger step fist was extremely in line with his appetite, making him eager to fight Zhao Yan for three hundred rounds.

"Okay, but we'll have to wait until after this sword incident. ”

Zhao Yan nodded, and perfunctory the proposal to learn.

Wanwan skillfully untied the blood-stained bandage on Zhao Yan's body while the two were talking, reapplied medicine to the wound, and then wrapped the bandage before breathing a sigh of relief.

"Sister Xinyue's medicine really left, although the wound was indeed burst by Zhao Gongzi, but new meat has grown, and it should be almost the same if there is this medicine. When she said this, Wanwan couldn't help glaring at Zhao Yanxia, and said again as if blaming: "I don't know how to cherish myself at all!"

Zhao Yan felt that he had died unjustly, he didn't know how to cherish himself, he really didn't know that Princess Red Dragon was so powerful.

So Zhao Yan, who had no words, could only stare at Princess Chilong with a slight resentment.

"Brother Zhao, your horse is really a god, you can even climb up this white wood cliff, is it a different spirit beast?"

After being reminded by Zhao Yan's eyes, Yan Guying suddenly forgot about the matter of sparring with Zhao Yan, and dragged the big knife drip around the Red Dragon Princess, and the strange uncle who couldn't wait to use a lollipop to snatch the Red Dragon Princess away from Zhao Yan was simply impossible to look at.

"Brother Yan, you're really right, her name is Princess Chilong, and her mother is a Crimson Ying Dragon who can fly to the sky, right?"

After moving the arms that had changed from hot to cool again, Zhao Yan replied casually.

"Hahaha, pull it down - if its mother can fly to the sky and escape the crimson dragon, then wouldn't my mother at least be the queen's mother?"

Hearing Zhao Yan's truth, Yan Guying stood behind Princess Chilong's ass, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said that he would believe that Princess Chilong was a descendant of the dragon clan.

But then again, although Princess Chilong's coat is not good, not a pleasing white mane, but such a good horse is really rare in a hundred years-

With this thought in mind, the drooling strange uncle Yan Lone Eagle quietly stretched out his hand and touched the toned horse's buttocks that fascinated him.

With a long experience in horse training, Yan Lone Eagle knows very well that if he wants to establish a friendship with a proud BMW, it is necessary to pat the horse's ass properly, because it can calm the horse's guarded and uneasy mind.

It's just that Yan Lone Eagle's hand hasn't even touched the horse's hair, and Princess Chilong, who has already sensed his evil intentions, didn't hesitate to vacate the air with her two hind hooves, targeting his chest, and came with a move to change kicks.

So, the pig hero Yan Lone Eagle, who was not patting the horse, flew out of the sky screaming miserably, and fell from the white wooden cliff dozens of feet high in the form of a parabola that was unbearable to read.

"Will you fall to your death?"

Wanwan asked in a worried whisper.

"It should ...... No way. Zhao Yan replied uncertainly, and after thinking about it, he changed the answer from uncertainty to affirmation: "Don't worry, you will never fall to death, didn't he say it himself before, when Old Man Fan kicked him down, he was fine." ”

Although he said this, Zhao Yan really walked to the edge of the cliff and tracked Yan Lone Eagle with his teeth and claws, falling faster and faster.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the swallow lone eagle, who was kicked off the cliff, finally had a negative distance intimate contact with a big tree with lush foliage.

The poor uncle, most of the branches and branches were smashed, and he was instantly injured by the vertical shot.

"Your mother, what a fierce horse with character! Hahaha, brother I like it! I like it so much!"

A moment later, Yan Guying, who was carrying a long-handled broadsword, rushed out from among the dead branches and leaves, and climbed bravely towards the white wood cliff again while shouting.

"Look, I said it's okay. ”

Zhao Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, I'm pretty sure the treasure is in the stone castle ahead. ”

Princess Red Dragon looked at the Fool's Fort made of granite and said in a low voice. (To be continued......)