"It's not! Chu Zhaozhao, why did you stuff all these things into my hands! In the bazaar of Tianhang City, Song Qingqing carried a large basket of fruits and vegetables in both hands, and roared angrily at Chu Zhaozhao in his mouth.

Chu Zhaozhao, who was picking and choosing on the stall in front of him, glanced back at Song Qingqing when he heard this, and said lightly: "Then I'll mention it, and you will buy it?" ”

Song Qingqing, who was suffering, heard this, nodded subconsciously, handed over a large basket of things in his hands, and said in his mouth: "It should have been like this a long time ago, why should Miss Ben help you carry things!" ”

Chu Zhaozhao did not rush to take the basket handed by Song Qingqing, but asked unhurriedly, "Do you know what kind of meat is fresh?" ”

Song Qingqing was stunned.

Over the years, she has followed the sword armor remnants to hide in Tibet, although life is hard, but as the daughter of Song Guicheng, the remnants take care of her very much, only let her practice diligently, and rarely let her do the trivial things in life, this question did ask Song Qingqing's sore spot, and for a while more than how to respond.

She looked embarrassed, but Chu Zhaozhao didn't give her a chance to breathe at all, and then asked: "If we buy seven catties of pork for twelve cents, and hand one or two pieces of silver in our hands, how much should he ask us for?" ”

"This ......" Song Qingqing's face became more and more ugly, this is undoubtedly another shortcoming of hers.

However, Miss Song is also a handsome man, and she is very knowledgeable about current affairs.

When he realized that this was indeed not a job that he was good at, in order to prevent him from slapping his swollen face and becoming fat, he was ridiculed by Chu Zhaozhao and couldn't get off the stage.

Song Qingqing smiled at this time and said: "I just suddenly remembered that I have been exercising my body recently, and the weight of these two baskets of vegetables and fruits is just right!" ”

With that, she waved it up in a decent manner, completely oblivious to her complaints.

Chu Zhaozhao looked at her like this, shook his head, and didn't bother to bother with her.

The two of them fought like this, and finally collected the things that Xue Sanniang told them to buy, and then set foot on the way home noisily all the way.

"Alas, why do you say that Sister Sanniang is so good to that person surnamed Xu? I took her out early this morning to buy clothes and bedding, and even handed over the dishes to us to make. Song Qingqing carried the basket and looked at Chu Zhaozhao and asked.

Chu Zhaozhao rolled his eyes and said, "You ask me, who do I ask?" Maybe Sister Sanniang thinks that people are knowledgeable, unlike you, who has not been able to live for a moment. ”

"Am I twittering? Chu Zhaozhao, if you want to make trouble, you are also the most noisy! When did I twitter? Song Qingqing asked dissatisfiedly.

Chu Zhaozhao was silent, just looked at Song Qingqing with disdain, and his eyes were clearly saying: Isn't it just making trouble now?

Song Qingqing naturally understood Chu Zhaozhao's meaning, and she was about to be angry again.

But at this time, Chu Zhaozhao seemed to feel it, and suddenly looked sideways at the distance, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

Song Qingqing also noticed Chu Zhaozhao's strange appearance, and followed the other party's gaze, only to see a group of people walking quickly towards this place on the street not far away.

The person at the head was a middle-aged man, dressed in armor and with a beard on his face, who was none other than Zhong Yuan of the Martial Prince's Mansion.

"This guy hasn't left yet? Lai is in the sky hanging in the city? Song Qingqing saw the other party, frowned, and said with disgust.

Yesterday, many court officials, including Xu Ran, set off to leave Tianhang City, thinking that this Zhong Yuan should also leave, but he didn't want to see each other again at this moment.

"They seem to be heading for our quarters." Chu Zhaozhao also ignored Song Qingqing's complaints, but frowned at this time and whispered.

Song Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of Zhong Yuan and the others, which was indeed where they lived.

"You're going to trouble us again?" Song Qingqing guessed.

"I don't know, let's go back first, let Qingxiao prepare early, so as not to be caught off guard!" Chu Zhaozhao was much calmer, and said at this time.

It was about Chu Qingxiao, Song Qingqing also put away his ridicule, and nodded immediately.

The two of them immediately quickened their pace, thinking about returning to their residence before Zhong Yuan and the others.

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"Miss Meng! "Dragon Roar Marksmanship" is not false to masculine and strong, and the power is indeed huge. ”

"But this is for the same opponent!"

"In fact, among the enemies of others, no one can say whether they will meet an opponent who is stronger than himself!"

"With such a wide opening and closing marksmanship, if you can't kill the enemy with one shot, you are very likely to fall into passivity."

In the front yard, the silver spear in Meng Jin's hand was constantly waving, and on the body of the gun, the silver dragon was entangled, and the fierce offensive was like a storm and rain constantly attacking and killing Chu Qingxiao.

Under such an offensive, it is difficult for ordinary people to parry.

But Chu Qingxiao was strolling leisurely, dodging Meng Jin's gun style, and pointing out in his mouth.

His tone was steady, and his breath was not chaotic at all.

Meng Jin saw that he had used all his strength, but he couldn't even touch the corners of Chu Qingxiao's clothes, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

No......

Not annoyance, to be exact.

It's about proving yourself.

Such a mood rarely appeared in Meng Jin's heart before.

But at this moment, when facing Chu Qingxiao, such a mood is extremely eager.

She wanted to prove in front of Chu Qingxiao that she was not useless.

But the more she wanted to do this, the more messy the offensive became, and the more difficult it became to reach Chu Qingxiao.

At this moment, Meng Jin's heart sank, and he stimulated the strength of his body, ready to do his best.

Chu Qingxiao, who had the Shura Realm by his side, easily understood this from the changes in the aura on Meng Jin's body, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He didn't quite understand why Meng Jin was so strange today.

In his impression, although Meng Jin was very arrogant, she was extremely humble, and often consulted Chu Zhaozhao and Song Qingqing on their cultivation methods, and she was willing to try what they said whether it was useful to her or not.

But today, Chu Qingxiao clicked several times, but the other party seemed to be deliberately working against him.

Let her slow down the offensive, but she instead fights the enemy with a quick attack.

let her have some spare strength, but she made a strong move.

Let her pay attention to the changes in the enemy's moves, and at this moment she simply stimulates the spiritual power of her whole body to prepare a move to determine the victory.

No matter how dull Chu Qingxiao is, he can also perceive that today's Meng Jin is particularly strange.

But before Chu Qingxiao could figure out the reason.

A high-pitched dragon groan suddenly rose from Meng Jin's body, and then the huge gun intent wrapped Chu Qingxiao, and Meng Jin's figure merged with the silver spear in his hand, turning into a silver dragon and rushing over.

This move is hugely powerful.

Speed and strength have been achieved to the extreme for the Four Realms Martial Arts.

But with the blessing of the Shura Realm, Chu Qingxiao can easily avoid it.

But Chu Qingxiao didn't choose so.

It's not that he is angry with Meng Jin, it's just that no matter why Meng Jin is so abnormal today, Chu Qingxiao wants the other party to understand that such a way to deal with the enemy is wrong and dangerous.

He felt that he had to teach Meng Jin a good lesson, so as not to cause irreparable disasters when facing the enemy in the future.

With such a thought, Chu Qingxiao's eyes froze, and he looked at the appearance of the silver dragon that was getting closer and closer to him.

In his body, a dragon roar also rose up.

At the same time, three black dragon phases poured out, wrapping around the broken blade in his hand, and then sword intent gushed out one after another, intertwined with the dragons, all gathered at one point.

Loulan listened to the wind and the spirit of the dragon at this time.

The power of condensation is terrifying.

Chu Qingxiao's footsteps took a step, carrying this power with the broken blade in his hand, and facing the incoming silver dragon appearance.

Chu Qingxiao has been cultivating "Lingsha Dragon Breath Gong" and "Loulan Listening to the Wind" for some time, and he is extremely confident in the spiritual power and sword intent transformed from his two exercises.

Even if he didn't exert all the strength in his body at this moment, it was enough to fight against Meng Jin.

And the facts are indeed no different from what Chu Qingxiao expected.

He didn't overestimate the power of his move.

The moment his hand broke the blade and touched the appearance of the silver dragon.

The appearance of the silver dragon suddenly let out a wail, and the body of the silver dragon shattered inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a point of light and dispersed, revealing Meng Jin's figure.

But here's the thing.

But he really underestimated his combat power.

The appearance of the silver dragon had been shattered, but the power on Chu Qingxiao's broken blade had not completely dissipated.

This force was still wrapped in a lot of power, and continued to attack Meng Jin.

Meng Jin was obviously aware of this, her face turned pale, and her eyes looked in horror at the broken blade that was getting closer and closer to her.

Just like Chu Qingxiao said, her moves against the enemy are too strong, there is no change, and there is no backhand to block the opponent's counterattack, and if she misses a blow, she is very likely to put herself in a dangerous situation.

And at this moment, her situation is the situation that Chu Qingxiao said.

It's just that Meng Jin, who was frightened, didn't have the heart to recall Chu Qingxiao's teachings at the moment, she could only retreat again and again, trying to avoid the attacking blade.

Chu Qingxiao also realized that something was wrong, and he hurriedly exerted his arm to withdraw the blade.

Although this process was a bit chaotic, Chu Qingxiao still rushed to leak the force on the broken blade before the blade touched Meng Jin.

But Meng Jin was probably too flustered, and when he retreated, his feet slipped, and at that time, he let out an exclamation and fell on his back.

Seeing this, Chu Qingxiao didn't have time to think about it, his figure flashed, he came to Meng Jin, stretched out his hand and hugged the other party's waist, so that the other party avoided the embarrassing scene of falling to the ground.

Chu Qingxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

He secretly blamed himself for being too negligent, most of the time, Chu Qingxiao's shots were against others, even if he didn't have murderous intentions against the other party, but when Wuling City's energy made him almost instinctively choose to shoot, he made sure that his moves could completely make the other party lose their combat effectiveness.

And such an instinct almost hurt Meng Jin, but fortunately, Meng Jin was alert enough and retreated at the first time, giving Chu Qingxiao time to react.

Thinking of this, Chu Qingxiao hurriedly looked at Meng Jin and said apologetically: "Miss Meng, are you okay?" ”

These words came out, but Meng Jin did not respond.

Chu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, felt the faint aroma coming from in front of him, and then realized that because he was too anxious, he hugged Meng Jin's waist and almost took it into his arms.

And at this moment, Meng Jin blushed and buried her head in Chu Qingxiao's arms, that shy appearance, where did she still have the slightest intention of responding to Chu Qingxiao.

Chu Qingxiao also realized his abruptness, and he was about to apologize.

"Brother Qingxiao!"

"Oh no!"

"The bastard of the Martial King's Mansion is here again!"

But at this moment, the courtyard gate not far away was suddenly pushed open, and Song Qingqing's anxious voice also came at this time.

Chu Qingxiao and Meng Jin were stunned, and they both looked up at this time, while Song Qingqing and Chu Zhaozhao also walked into the courtyard at this time.

The eyes of both sides were intertwined.

The next moment.

Song Qingqing's basket of vegetables and fruits in her hands fell to the ground, accompanied by the screams of her atmosphere.

"Meng Jin!"

"How dare you steal from yourself!"