Flexible and strong, seven beautiful brocade

Zhou Yinlong and Long Zuotu couldn't help laughing, and Zhou Yingying, who only laughed, was shy.

Facing the noble and gorgeous embroidery wrapped around Zhou Yingying's waist, Zhou Yinlong was stunned and sighed again and again.

"Brother Long's technique is really ingenious, it is really impressive"

Zhou Yingying's light steps came to Long Zuotu and thanked him again and again.

"Thank you, Uncle Long······"

Long Zuotu seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and nodded in words: "I hope that Miss Zhou can one day find a brocade that really matches you, uh! By the way, why don't Miss Zhou wave it? Maybe you can find other uses for this brocade?"

It is rumored that Long Zuotu only shows one brocade a year, and does not need anyone's help, even the needle and thread used in embroidery, the fabric is woven by Long Zuotu himself, so all the brocade embroidered by Long Zuotu.

Soft, comparable to flowing water.

Tenacity, better than dragon tendon bow and crossbow.

Strong, beyond diamond.

Profit, compared to tiger teeth and eagle claws.

The reason why Long Zuotu deliberately let Zhou Yingying dance was also to verify the power of what he showed, and although Zhou Yingying was strong in martial arts, it was a pity that he had not had a weapon in his hand for several years.

Walking the rivers and lakes, a handy weapon will greatly increase one's own strength.

I saw Zhou Yingying rush out with an arrow step, and landed lightly in a clearing surrounded by flowers and plants in the backyard, and the white rabbit in her arms jumped out and landed on Zhou Yinlong's shoulder, staring intently at the owner Zhou Yingying.

Zhou Yingying's white jade-like and soft jade hands didn't show that she was also a martial arts practitioner.

With brocade in hand, Zhou Yingying danced, sometimes light and powerful. Although her seemingly beautiful dance steps and strong force, the layman could not tell whether she was dancing or practicing kung fu.

In the blink of an eye, the embroidery maids and servants of the world put down their work and surrounded them one after another, and many people applauded and shouted again and again.

Several hairy boys gathered together, they had followed Long Zuotu since they were children, where they had seen such a fairy-like woman, facing Zhou Yingying's soft posture, white skin, and beautiful dancing posture, they were suddenly dumbfounded, and there were two bold ones who were so forgetful that they even jumped and shouted, and they forgot the existence of the master Long Zuotu.

Long Zuotu looked angrily at the words and deeds of the apprentices, and said secretly: "What kind of system?"

Then a silver light flew out of his hand, and a small sound shot at the cheeks of the two of them, and suddenly the faces of the two people were crimson, and no matter how they shouted, there was still no sound.

Looking at the painful expressions of the apprentices, Long Zuotu glanced at it with both atmosphere and some pity, and shook his head helplessly.

Gradually, Zhou Yingying finished dancing, and when the people around her dispersed, the two disciples who were dumb on the left side of the dragon refused to leave with a sad face, and looked at Zhou Yingying, as if they were asking for help.

Zhou Yingying smiled slightly when she saw this, and the brocade in her hand leaped out, "Bang··· Two crisp sounds hit the erect necks of the two, the two looked at each other for a moment, suddenly felt that their throats were much wetter, and said tentatively, and the two saw that the dumb hole had been relieved and hurriedly came to the left side of the dragon and knelt down.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master······"

Long Zuotu kindly and seriously criticized: "Shouting and shouting, what kind of system is it? Don't you want to thank Miss Zhou for your grace?"

Only then did the two suddenly realize that they hurriedly came to Zhou Yingying's approach and thanked them repeatedly, only to make Zhou Yingying, who was about the same age as the two of them, shy.

While several people were laughing, suddenly a family member ran in from outside the door, and the family came to the front with a reluctant soul.

"The dragon shopkeeper is not good, outside the door... Outside the door, a few people besieged a descendant, and the latter was seriously injured and dying······"

Long Zuotu heard this and said without thinking: "How can this be done in broad daylight, please come with me"

After speaking, he rushed straight to the street outside the door of Qixiu Tianxia.

Zhou Yinlong, Zhou Yingying, and the disciples who reported the news followed one after another.

The gate of Qixiu World has long been blocked by onlookers, and there are sounds of intimidation from the crowd from time to time.

Zhou Yingying and the others squeezed through the crowd, only to see a yellow-skinned descendant with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was covered with mud, kneeling on the ground and begging for a wicked person opposite.

"Uncle, spare me, I have eighty mothers and children waiting to be fed, please uncle······"

The descendant pleaded and kowtowed.

The person standing opposite the posterity did not show any mercy, but on the contrary, he kicked the posterior to the ground with an even more intensified kick, which immediately attracted the pointing and pointing of the surrounding spectators.

The latter got up in pain but didn't dare to resist, turned to the crowd and begged: "Uncle and uncle are okay, help me, otherwise I will have to be beaten to death by him."

The people around looked at the future life, but no one came out to administer justice.

"Shout, you dare to ask someone for help, I think you're impatient······"

Hearing this voice, it seemed familiar, and when I got closer, I took a closer look, and it turned out that the wicked man who spoke was the notorious Wanshou who was known as the Extinction Gate in the rivers and lakes.

The ten thousand words then kicked again, and the two little minions behind him flattered him.

"Hehe, big brother is good kung fu, big brother is good kung fu"

Just when Wan Shou was proud, a person suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and that person was dressed as a disciple of Ziwei Sect, and his complexion was definitely not an idle person.

Before the man came closer, he first saluted Wan Shou with a fist, and then said: "Zheng Shuang, a disciple of the Lower Ziwei Sect, I don't know where this little brother has offended you, and you are so aggressive?"

When Wan Shou heard the words "Ziwei Gate", his face showed a look of disgust, and he squinted at the minions behind him and said, "Shout, what's the matter? Lu saw that he was uneven and drew a knife to help, I said brothers, there is a big hero who wants to fight injustice······

The minions laughed when they heard and cooperated.

After laughing, Wan Shou's face sank and he continued: "Okay, since it is the big ······ of Ziwei Sect Xia, I can't help but give face, haven't you?"

After speaking, he glanced at the slightly stained corners of his clothes, and then said: "This kid soiled the uncle's clothes, I asked him to compensate the uncle, but this kid dared to deny it······"

The descendant who fell to the ground hurriedly interjected: "Where do I not admit it, but... But he asked me to pay for his clothes, and I agreed, but he said that his clothes were worth fifty taels of silver, woo woo ······"

Everyone was amazed when they heard this, fifty taels of silver is not a small amount, ordinary people are afraid that they will not be able to save so much in their lives, let alone this poor offspring.