Li Chengfeng saw the person who spoke at a glance, and sure enough, it was none other than the little bell!

And the little bell is pulling a guy with one hand, and he is also very familiar, and he can recognize it when he turns into ashes, it is Zhao Xiaobao.

Zhao Xiaobao was pulled so much that he staggered, staggered, and his hair was scattered in front of him, like a madman.

The little bell looked soft and weak, but the strength was great, the body suddenly stopped, but the hand was released, Zhao Xiaobao castrated more than once, and his body flew into the field with a roll, and an old lady directly drilled into the quilt and pounced into the middle of the confrontation between the barbarian wife and Xintianmen.

Zhao Xiaobao instantly felt two huge pressures pressing on him in front and back, making his scalp numb and trembling!

Obviously, this level of duel is not something he can handle now.

On one side is the long-famous thunder tribulation master, on the other side is a small magic circle composed of five golden masters, on both sides look at the posture of a frightened person, one person is more powerful, Zhao Xiaobao is like a little lamb that broke into the middle of the confrontation between the tiger and the wolves, trembling!

Zhao Xiaobao stood up tremblingly, he looked around in horror, after seeing Li Chengfeng, his eyes lit up, and he was about to speak, but he heard the petite Diao mother-in-law pointing at Zhao Xiaobao and said: "Hey, you little princess who sells ass, go quickly, you will fight in a while, you will be bad!"

These words hit Zhao Xiaobao's pain point, he was born beautiful since he was a child, and he likes girls very much, but it is not easy to please men in comparison, many men see him like this, and they are secretly jealous and sarcastic, saying that he is a husband who sells his ass.

Since ancient times, literati have had a habit of prostitution, and many great literati and scholars will raise a boy with red lips and white teeth, and look good, and compare themselves with each other, and be proud.

In the market, people also scold those who are too handsome and similar to women, or those with a temperament who are "rabbit masters, or Xianggong", this kind of swearing, Zhao Xiaobao has been hearing such scolding on the street since he became sensible, which is also the thing he cares about the most.

Although he has a face that is more feminine than a woman, Zhao Xiaobao's heart longs to be more manly than a man.

Zhao Xiaobao's face flushed, and he glared at this petite Diao woman angrily, and he said angrily: "You just sell ass, your whole family sells ass!"

Before Mrs. Diao could speak, the sturdy and burly barbarian laughed, and his laughter was like thunder: "I don't sell my ass, my ass is black, no one ......"

When others heard this, they all turned their heads and laughed, lest they let this Diao woman look at her and get into trouble.

Diao Po Niang immediately kicked her man's ass and scolded angrily: "You idiot, people are scolding you!! You are still laughing! The old lady's face has made you lose everything!!"

After that, Diao Po Niang suddenly threw out a whip, seeing that this whip was about to be drawn to Zhao Xiaobao without a shadow and invisible, Zhao Xiaobao was unprepared, startled, and was about to be whipped in the face by this whip, suddenly a crisp bell sounded in the air, Diao Po Niang was stunned for a moment, and the whip in her hand also paused, and after a while, a red long handkerchief appeared next to Zhao Xiaobao like lightning, rolled him up, and brought him to the side of the little bell, and the whip was immediately pumped empty.

Diao Po Niang was suddenly furious, looked at the little bell angrily, and said angrily: "Little slut of Fengwu Pavilion, do you also want to go against the old lady?"

Little Bell has always only served two people, one is the master Qu Wanru, the other is her senior sister Liu Sumei, and the others are ...... It's a master, so what? Who has Fengwu Pavilion been afraid of?

The little bell immediately crossed her waist and scolded Diao Po Niang: "You dead mother-in-law, you can bully your own man, what kind of ability is it to bully a child!"

Zhao Xiaobao was stunned, is this kid talking about himself?!

Diao Poniang was also stunned, and immediately raised her eyebrows, and said angrily: "Wow, I haven't been down the mountain for a long time, it seems that no one in this river and lake remembers Lao Niang!"

The little bell immediately sneered: "Since you know that you are old, you should go home to care for the elderly, grandma!"

Diao Po Niang was so angry that she opened her teeth and danced her claws: "Okay, you little slut with sharp teeth! When did Fengwu Pavilion start to play tricks?"

The little bell sneered: "The disciples of Fengwu Pavilion will know a lot of things! Whether it is fighting methods or fighting mouths, I will accompany my aunt and grandmother!"

Diao Po Niang is not a character who is good at mouth cannons, she was so scared that her face was red, and when she turned her head to look, her man was actually grinning, and she suddenly said angrily: "What are you laughing at!!"

The barbarian scratched the back of his head and smiled: "I think she said it quite reasonably!"

Diao Po Niang scolded angrily: "What a fart, you brainless idiot! She's scolding your woman! You're just watching?"

The barbarian was stunned for a moment, glanced at the little bell, and said with a smile: "But, I don't beat women." ”

Diao Po Niang angrily punched and kicked the barbarian: "Wow, you ruthless ghost who has eaten maggots and blackened your heart, I know that you have a crush on people's young and beautiful, don't you? You think I'm old and decrepit, and people are old and yellow, aren't you? You come to the Qinglou pickled place, are you hungry for the bodies of those little sluts, aren't you? You are cheap, you are dirty, you are lewd!!"

The barbarian stood in place like a stake, and he didn't dare to move, he laughed and said, "No, no, I'm ......."

As he was talking, he heard a gentle voice coming from inside the Qinglou, and as soon as this voice came out, even Diao Poniang couldn't help but quiet down and looked at the door of the Qinglou.

Everyone saw a man come out of the door, sitting in a wheelchair, and behind the wheelchair stood a life-size wooden puppet, which pushed him out step by step.

Zhao Xiaobao is a rare beautiful man in the world, but everyone was stunned when they saw the man in a wheelchair in front of them, as if a round of sun appeared in front of them, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

The man's long golden hair was draped behind him like a waterfall, his eyes were deep-set, the bridge of his nose was high, his blue eyes were as deep as the sea, his face was slender, and his cheeks were thin, like a work of art carved by the most perfect carver.

This is not the Central Plains Daqi people, this is the barbarians of the puppet country!

This thought flashed through almost everyone's minds subconsciously, but then the thought that came to mind was: The barbarians of the puppet country are actually so good-looking!?

The man was pushed out of the Qinglou by the puppet behind him, he smiled and looked at Diao Poniang, and said in the purest Daqi official dialect: "I'm sorry, I invited Brother Niu to Baoyun Tower for a while, but I didn't expect to cause such trouble to the virtuous couple, I'm really embarrassed." ”

Diao Po Niang was still arrogant, angry, full of swearing, at this time, Xia Fei cheeks, twisted and pinched: "Oh, it turned out that He Zhenren invited, then the slave family is relieved......"

After that, she glared at the barbarian viciously and said, "You dead ghost, why didn't you say that you were with He Zhenren earlier?"

The barbarian scratched his hair and grinned, "You didn't ask either." ”

Diao Poniang was about to have a seizure, but the puppet behind the man was pushing him stiffly in the direction of Li Chengfeng, Li Chengfeng saw the man coming towards him, and immediately became secretly vigilant.

After the man came to a stop four or five meters in front of Li Chengfeng, he looked up and down in the direction where Li Chengfeng was, and his eyes were faintly full of fanaticism, as if he was ...... I'm looking at a work of art.

The man smiled at Li Chengfeng and said, "It's Li Chengfeng in person, Li Zhenren?"

Li Chengfeng saluted the other party with the etiquette of the Lingshan Sect's Tibetan Sword Pavilion: "Exactly!

The man smiled slightly and said, "I don't remember the name anymore, but in the rivers and lakes, there is a nickname called: Puppet Zhenren." ”