The corners of Lu Ming's mouth raised, and he said:

"That's an honest man!"

Zhang Miao was confused by Lu Ming's sentence "honest man".

Then he slapped his head and suddenly realized:

"It turned out to be a sword idiot!"

Zhang Miao quickly entered the role, and he already regarded himself as a mad knife.

Lu Ming's face showed a look of relief, and said:

"The three absolute teamed up, even if Yang Chuang is here, he is sure that he can give it a go!"

In any case, the four Kou are also the power of the Tribulation Period, and the three monks of the Merge Period want to challenge the power of the Tribulation Period?

If you want to say this, I'm afraid it will be ridiculous and generous, but if it is the identity of the imperial capital, then the final result is still unknown.

"I don't know what Brother Lu's plan is, so I can't just hit it hard, right?" Zhang Miao looked at Lu Ming suspiciously, and asked in a low voice.

"Hehe, don't worry, Brother Crazy Knife, Lu is not the kind of arrogant person, I'll tell Brother Crazy Knife about the plan in detail......"

Zhang Miaohu listened suspiciously.

“.......”

At the same time, on a huge flying chariot in the sky.

A big man about forty years old, with a scarred face, was naked, sitting on the chief, holding a sea bowl, desperately pouring wine into his mouth.

This person is none other than Yang Chuang, one of the four great heroes of Yinshan.

In the seat on Yang Chuang's left-hand side, there were two men sitting with only two eyes on their bodies, who should be two of the eight great generals.

The two of them didn't drink or speak, they just stared directly at the woman in Tsing Yi opposite and the two Confucian students next to him, one big and one small.

The woman in Tsing Yi wore a veil on her head, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that were enough to turn everyone upside down, her body was plump, and her body exuded a tempting fragrance.

And the two Confucian students, one big and one young, if Zhang Miao and Zhou Lingyan were here, they would definitely be shocked, because these two people can be regarded as old acquaintances.

It was Zhao Jun and Zhao Hao, who were enemies of Zhou Lingyan in the Dirty Dragon Valley before.

Seeing Yang Chuang drink up the wine cow in a huge sea bowl, Zhao Jun frowned lightly, and muttered to himself in his heart:

"This Qiu Ba is really vulgar!"

Contrary to Zhao Jun, Zhao Hao immediately smiled with a smile, gave a thumbs up to Yang Chuang, and exclaimed in his mouth:

"Oh, King Chuang has a good amount of wine, Zhao Hao admires!"

What Zhao Hao didn't expect was that Yang Chuang put down the sea bowl in his hand, burped, glanced at Zhao Hao with disdain, and sneered:

"You are so hypocritical! Lao Tzu just drank a bowl of wine, what do you admire?"

"Uh..."

Faced with Yang Chuang's unceremonious humiliation, Zhao Hao's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"You... What do you mean!" Zhao Jun had endured this reckless man for a long time, and when he saw him humiliating, he immediately slapped the table, stood up, and pointed at Yang Chuang and shouted and scolded!

"Presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Misunderstanding!"

As soon as Zhao Jun's voice fell, he invariably remembered three different voices.

The first presumptuous sentence came from the generals who were covered in armor opposite them, and the two generals pressed their hands on the hilt of their knives, as if they would immediately pounce on Yang Chuang and chop Zhao Jun into pulp.

Another presumptuous sentence was a charming voice that was crisp to the bones, naturally from the woman in Tsing Yi who was sitting with Zhao Jun, although her voice was the lightest, but it attracted more than half of the attention.

And that misunderstanding was shouted by Zhao Hao, who saw the situation, in a hurry.

And from beginning to end, Yang Chuang's face remained unchanged, pouring himself wine, not caring at all about the changes in the atmosphere on the field, and even Zhao Jun's disrespect for himself didn't let him take a second look.

The atmosphere was so eerily quiet that the audience could only hear the "bang" of the wine poured into the bowl.

The two generals held the hilt of the knife with their hands, looking tense, while Zhao Hao looked panicked, sometimes looking at Yang Chuang, and sometimes pleading with the woman in Tsing Yi beside him.

And our protagonist Zhao Jun is a picture of not being afraid of heaven and earth, still staring at Yang Chuang, looking directly at Yang Chuang, and saying unrelentingly:

"Zhao Hao, what are you afraid of, he is not enough to be a thief, our dignified imperial capital Zhao family..."

"Smack-"

Feeling the hot pain in his face, Zhao Jun was completely stunned, someone actually slapped him, as the son of the Zhao family, it was the first time in so many years that he was slapped.

I am the son of the Zhao family, my face is the face of the Zhao family, and someone dares to slap the Zhao family's face!

Zhao Jun's delicate face instantly distorted, became hateful, and roared hysterically:

"You... You dare to hit me! You dare to hit me!"

"Please also ask the princess to be merciful!" At the last moment, Zhao Hao exclaimed fiercely.

"Smack-"

Another crisp slap sounded, and this time Zhao Jun was directly beaten unconscious.

"Hmph!

The woman in Tsing Yi frowned and looked at Zhao Jun in disgust.

That's right, the two slaps just now came from this seemingly weak woman.

From beginning to end, Zhao Hao did not dissuade him, one was that he knew that the dissuasion was ineffective, and the other was that he did not dare to dissuade him.

Because this is the Yin Mountain and the North is beautiful, Da Chen's law is a piece of waste paper here!

Because she is the eldest daughter of Tu Shan Taicang, the demon king of Beimi, and the princess of Tu Shanxi of Beimi Demon Kingdom!

But fortunately, his last sentence of "mercy" Tu Shanxi sold a face, so he didn't kill him, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"The flies have shut up, can we get down to business?" Tu Shanxi said lazily.

Regarding Tu Shanxi's comparison of Zhao Jun to a fly, Zhao Hao dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so he could only hold Zhao Jun who fainted silently.

"Hehe, what Her Royal Highness the Celestial Princess said is extremely true. Yang Chuang waved his hand to signal the two generals to be calm, and then changed the conversation:

"I just don't know what the eldest princess is talking about?"

Tu Shanxi's eyebrows were slightly deflated, but he still chuckled:

"King Chuang is really a noble man who forgets things, this time the Tower of Babel trial, my father should have passed a book to inform King Chuang, right?

Yang Chuang sneered, slowly picked up the wine bowl, and said with a smile:

"It turns out that the old demon king is divided into sixty percent, I am divided into three percent, and scattered cultivation is divided into one percent, and now the old demon king wants to change the rules and take seventy percent, what is the reason for this?

Tu Shanxi didn't talk nonsense, pointed at Zhao Hao, and said lightly:

"To tell you the truth, the father who originally gave the quota for casual cultivation promised it to the Zhao family!"

"Oh?" Yang Chuang glanced at Zhao Hao suspiciously, slapped the table, and sneered:

"Hehe, it turned out that I had a quarrel with the Zhao family, don't be like Lao Tzu doesn't know your careful thoughts, this is to prepare to win over the Zhao family, so that the garrison can focus on Lao Tzu, right!"

Suddenly, the two intruders stood up again with a "Teng" sound, posing as a picture of desperate driving at any time!

"Hahahaha!"

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