"Throw!"

"yes, it's a quick throw!" ......

The crowd downstairs saw that Zhou Youniang was reluctant to throw the red hydrangea down, so they began to urge. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hearing everyone's urging, Zhou Youniang couldn't help but look at the crowd, but among the dense heads, none of them were half similar to her ideal husband. Disappointment, as if resigned to her fate, she raised the red hydrangea in her hand and threw it downward, and the red hydrangea crossed a graceful arc in the air, falling towards the big hands raised in unison below.

"Wow, hydrangea is coming!" a strange cry from the lower crowd, and then a man jumped up from the crowd. This man has a monkey gills with a sharp beak and a pigtail on the top of his head, and his body is extremely thin, but his movements are extremely flexible. I saw that after he jumped up, he stepped on other people's shoulders and went straight to the red hydrangea that fell.

"The hydrangea is mine!" Butcher Zhang roared, he held out the fur on his chest, and the whole person was like a giant tank, squeezing towards the direction of the red hydrangea unscrupulously.

"Oh, hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze! My jade-faced little Langjun's demeanor......" In the corner, the jade-faced little Langjun with a male and female appearance was squeezed by the crowd, and even the fan bone of the folding fan was broken, but it really became a 'folding fan'.

Although the little man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks did not stand on the shoulders of giants, he was also standing on the shoulders of others, and he was a cut taller than people, so he relied on his own speed to hold the red hydrangea that fell into the air in his hand.

"Haha! I grabbed it, I grabbed it! I, Hu Hansan, don't have to worry about my food and clothing in the future!" Hu Hansan, who grabbed the red hydrangea, looked up to the sky and laughed, and got carried away. As the so-called pride is frustration, when Hu Hansan thought that he could be the son-in-law of the Zhou family, a scabbard suddenly struck and hit Hu Hansan's wrist with a click.

"Ahh

Hu Hansan couldn't help but exhale softly under the pain, he turned his head to look, only to see a stubble swordsman looking at him provocatively not far away, in addition to an unsheathed sword in his hand, Hao Ran also had the red hydrangea that was originally held in Hu Hansan's hand by himself!

"Damn!" Hu Hansan glared at the sloppy swordsman angrily, but before he could chase after him, he suddenly felt empty under his feet.

"Ahh

"Bang!" A dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded, and the gloating laughter of the melon eater who was trampled under his feet followed into Hu Hansan's ears, Hu Hansan looked up, only to see a strong man with a scar on his face pointing at him and saying: "You deserve it!" Dare to step on Uncle Ben's shoulders, if it weren't for the fact that I don't have time to pay attention to you now, I will definitely break your dog's legs!"

After that, the scar melon eater followed the flow of people and chased the stubble swordsman away.

The stubble swordsman grabbed the red hydrangea, his heart was so happy, and after despising Hu Hansan, he wanted to use light skills [Flying in the Dust] to escape from this place of right and wrong, but before he could use his skills, a smell of flesh came to his nose.

"Bang!" sounded, Butcher Zhang's greasy palm slammed into the stubble swordsman's head, and the stubble swordsman suddenly had gold stars in his eyes, and the red hydrangea in his hand couldn't help but loosen.

"Straight lady thief, how can you underestimate my ability!" Zhang Butcher muttered angrily to the stubble swordsman who was still counting the stars, and then reached out to take the fruit of his victory. But when he stretched out his hand, he took a blank spot, and when he saw it, a scholar was running away in a panic with a red hydrangea!

Outside the crowd, there were three people standing on a stool, all of them were elegant scholars, but at this moment they were not elegant at all, because they were standing on tiptoe, raising their hands, and shouting:

"Brother Ziyu (brother), hurry! The people behind are chasing after you, hurry!" These three people are Du Yuming, Yu Zishen, and Yang Zikun.

They were originally going to win the red hydrangea like Fang Ziyu, but Du Yuming's words before made Yu Zishen and Yang Zikun give up this idea. Because they really have more than enough heart, but not enough.

Hearing the shouts of the three friends, Fang Ziyu hurriedly ran towards the three of them with the red hydrangea in his arms. He made his way through the hurdles, breaking through many obstacles, often slipping away from people before the people in the outer circle could react. Seeing that there is no one else around him, as long as he runs fast enough, secretly find a place to hide, and when the crowd disperses, he can wear a red hydrangea to marry the daughter of Master Zhou's family.

But there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, the moon is cloudy and sunny, Xu is destined to miss the eldest lady of the Zhou family, Fang Ziyu, who has been out of the crowd, suddenly has a pain in his legs, his legs and feet are bent unobeyed, and he fell to the ground at once, and the red hydrangea he was carrying in his arms was also thrown high, facing Du Yuming and the three people in front of him.

Du Yuming and the three of them suddenly saw their friends falling, and they all glared at the jade-faced Xiao Langjun who was squeezed out of the crowd, and the jade-faced Xiao Langjun smiled gloatingly, anyway, his eyes couldn't kill, he was not afraid.

"Embroidery...... Ball!my ......"

"Hydrangea, I'm coming!"

"Don't move! Straight lady thief, don't move my hydrangea......" A group of people rushed to the three Confucian students with hideous faces, and they wanted to catch the three Confucian students who threw the red hydrangea flying in the air.

Seeing the red hydrangea rise into the air and then falling to the ground, a handsome young man walked in front of Du Yuming and the others.

"Bang!", coincidentally, the red hydrangea itself fell on the handsome young man who walked by, and wrapped it around the neck of this person.

The crowd rushing towards the "......" suddenly stopped, and the air was stagnant.

The person who came was the dead Xiao Mo, who had been wandering through time and space, feeling the joy of shopping with his sister Su Xin in the past. Unexpectedly, something fell from the sky, put it around his neck, and when he came back to his senses, it was a big red hydrangea.

He looked down at the red hydrangea on his body suspiciously, and then looked up at the stupid crowd not far away, and felt a little inexplicable, raised his feet and prepared to leave, when suddenly the butcher Zhang who led the front stood up and shouted:

"Boy, hand over the hydrangea!" After speaking, he straightened his chest, and the two huge pectoral muscles plus a pinch of hair were clearly visible.

Dead Xiao Mo raised one foot in the air, and when he heard Butcher Zhang's words, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "What if you don't hand it over?"

"Don't pay?" Butcher Zhang was stunned, he slammed his chest, and said loudly between the muscles trembling: "If you want to pay it or not, let's talk about it after passing my level first!"

"Hmph!" Dead Xiao Mo snorted coldly, "What a big breath!"

Before the words fell, the figure of the dead Xiao Mo suddenly flew out, leaving only an afterimage in the same place.

Everyone only felt that there was a trance in front of them, and when they opened their eyes again, the handsome young man had already come to his side, holding the sturdy Zhang Butcher high in the air with one hand.

"It's over! Now the beauty is not mine. The stubble swordsman, who was hiding in the crowd and ready to make a move, was dumbfounded and muttered to himself.

"How?" Dead Xiaomo looked up coldly at Butcher Zhang, who was lifted in the air by himself, and his voice sounded without a trace of emotion.

Butcher Zhang was held in the air by the neck of the dead Xiao Mo, his face was purple because he was out of breath, and he struggled hard, and after hearing the dead Xiao Mo's question, he couldn't help nodding again and again.

"Bang!"

After Butcher Zhang nodded, Xiao Mo threw him to the ground. The rest of the people waited to see such a cruel person, and they all ran away.

"It's just a little bit, damn it!" Fang Ziyu, who was still on the ground, saw that the crowd had dispersed, and he also knew how powerful Xiao Mo was, and he was unwilling to smash his fist on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Brother Ziyu, let's take a look!" Seeing Fang Ziyu's performance, Du Yuming and the three of them couldn't help but shake their heads, and stepped forward to start enlightening.

At this time, the dead Xiao Mo untied the red hydrangea on his neck, turned around and prepared to leave. At this time, a gentle female voice sounded behind him:

"Childe, please stay!"

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