"Come on!"

Seeing Bai Meisheng put his big hand on the hilt of the sword, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly felt energetic. After putting down the wine jar, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed it. The dead wood sword he threw aside immediately flew up and was grabbed steadily by him. The dead wood sword in his hand, and the great gangster Zhao was chewing meat in his mouth, his eyes glowing, and he looked at Bai Meisheng without blinking.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Da Chongjiu quickly got up and walked to Mo Yan and looked back to sit down. In the past six months, he came to a conclusion that whether it was Zhao Qingzhu or Bai Meisheng, they could affect anyone, but they would not hurt these two girls. So, when these two gods were fighting, being between the two girls was the safest place in the continent.

"Boy, I advise you to eat enough before you beat me!" Taiqu looked at Zhao Qingzhu with almost sympathetic eyes, and while putting the meat into his mouth, he said blurredly: "In the past six months, you have been beaten to the bruised face by him."

"Hehe, this time may not be!" Zhao Qingzhu, holding the dead wood sword, was full of confidence, stared at Bai Meisheng with big eyes, and said fiercely: "Young man, come on."

brush!

The wooden long sword slashed out lightning, and a strange sword energy fell in the air.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the dead wood sword in Zhao Qingzhu's hand broke off, and the wooden long sword falling from lightning continued to speed and slashed hard on Zhao Qingzhu's face.

Bai Meisheng, who was successful in one sword, raised a smug smile on his face, while Zhao Qingzhu stared at Bai Meisheng who was standing with his sword in anger.

"Your uncle, you're going to be humble, right?"

Resisting the scorching pain on his face, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly rushed out, and then hugged Bai Meisheng in the stunned eyes of the people watching, and instantly wrapped her feet.

Bai Meisheng, who had a serious obsession with cleanliness, was suddenly turned pale by the smell of sweat on his body. He raised the hilt of the wooden long sword in his hand and slapped it hard on Zhao Qingzhu's face.

Zhao Qingzhu, who was hit once, wouldn't give him this opportunity? While his head turned, he hugged Bai Meisheng's hands and used force to press Bai Meisheng to the ground.

After pressing Bai Meisheng to the ground, Zhao Qingzhu freed up one hand to hold the soil on the ground and sprinkled it on Bai Meisheng.

"Damn it!"

Bai Meisheng cursed, and the true energy in his body instantly expanded, bounced away the soil spilled on the face, and then rose out of thin air. The wooden long sword danced out a terrible sword energy in the air and slashed towards Zhao Qingzhu.

"Haha, the little white-faced is angry!"

As the thousand troops attacked, Zhao Qingzhu slid behind Bai Meisheng, and his dirty and oily hands hugged Bai Meisheng again.

Looking at the snow-white robe that was dirty and smelly by Zhao Qingzhu, Bai Meisheng's pair of phoenix eyes were instantly congested, and the wooden long sword in his hand buzzed, and the terrifying murderous intent spread out unscrupulously.

Feeling the charming murderous intent, Zhao Qingzhu, who hugged him tightly, grinned, then jumped away, and grabbed a wooden stick from the air.

"kill!"

Bai Meisheng, who was completely angry with Zhao Qingzhu, saw this, and the wooden long sword in his hand swept thousands of sword shadows, sweeping overwhelmingly towards Zhao Qingzhu.

"Sword dances in the Eight Wildernesses!"

It was at this moment that Zhao Qingzhu was waiting for. He felt Bai Meisheng's suffocating sword energy. He took a step forward with his right foot and swung the wooden stick in his hand.

The moment the wooden stick danced out, dense stick shadows suddenly appeared in front of the cave. Among the stick shadows, eight figures of Zhao Qingzhu flashed side by side.

Bang!

The wooden long sword and the wooden stick faced each other in response. The phantom that filled the entire cave disappeared instantly with a terrifying energy spreading, and Zhao Qingzhu's eight phantoms also penetrated into Zhao Qingzhu's body at the same time.

While the eight phantoms were immersed in their bodies, Zhao Qingzhu disappeared from the spot with a "swoosh".

The next second, he had appeared in front of Bai Meisheng, and the wooden stick in his hand quietly pressed against Bai Meisheng's throat.

This scene happened too quickly. Looking back and Mo Yan felt a flash in front of him, and the battle was over.

"You're defeated."

Zhao Qingzhu, who was pressing the wooden stick against Bai Mei's throat, smiled and continued, "If I had a long sword in my hand, you were dead."

"Is that true?" Bai Meisheng smiled indifferently, then shook his right hand.

"Well!"

Zhao Qingzhu, who felt a trembling sound from his heart, looked down and the smiles that had finally won suddenly stiffened. He saw the wooden long sword in Bai Meisheng's hand pressing against his heart.

"Get." Bai Meisheng took back the wooden sword and continued: "Yes, if you keep up with this speed, you can defeat me in another ten years."

Zhao Qingzhu threw the wooden stick aside, drooped her head, and said with great depression: "Don't play anymore, eat meat."

After a jar of wine, Taiqu looked at Zhao Qingzhu with a 70-point drunkenness and said with a smile: "It's finally tied."

Zhao Qingzhu ignored this gloating guy, picked up a piece of pork and chewed it in big mouthfuls. Judging from his posture, it seemed that he was not gnawing pork, but the damn Bai Meisheng.

Knowing that Zhao Qingzhu would be silent for a while every time he was defeated, he looked back and looked back the same thing as Mo Yan's not taking him, so he sat on the side tacitly and chatted about gossip. Da Chongjiu even more ignored him, and kept grabbing the flesh and sending it into his mouth.

Under the temptation of Zhao Qingzhu, a super foodie, Mo Yan and Looking back, who were originally chatting, also joined this rare wine and meat meal. Bai Meisheng also changed into a set of clothes and sat down next to the wine and meat.

Just as he took a piece of meat and was about to put it in his mouth, a very disharmonious voice came out incredibly clearly.

“Huh?”

He blinked when he heard this sound and asked, "What sound?"

Da Chongjiu, who was beside him blinked, and he laughed and said, "Brother Qingzhu farts." After that, he started chewing his mouth in big mouths.

Zhao Dagang turned around and glared at Da Chongjiu, and then another sound came as if nothing had happened.

Bai Meisheng's big hand that grabbed the meat shook slightly, and the look of his eyes looking at Zhao Qingzhu was a little more resentful.

Now he finally deeply realized that he would rather be with a villain than offend hooligans, especially a big hooligan like Zhao Qingzhu. There are two beautiful girls next to him, so you should be more low-key if you fart!

The most important thing is that Zhao Daluo came completely against him. He never let him go early or late, and insisted that he put it on when he was ready to eat meat. What should he do if he is hungry?

After struggling for a few times, Bai Meisheng finally put down the meat he picked up, then picked up a jar of wine and walked into the cave.

Seeing Bai Meisheng walking into the cave with a squinting eyes, Zhao Qingzhu immediately laughed and said to the two girls and Da Chongjiu: "Eat, eat more, and starve him to death."

Mo Yan and looked back at each other, then stood up tacitly and walked into the hole.

Taiqu and Dazhongjiu were most happy to see this scene. As soon as the two girls left, they immediately swallowed the wind and swept the rest of the clouds.
Chapter completed!