"Puff!" Wanqi Shenfeng could no longer bear it when he saw that Song Feilong stopped walking. This woman could not speak swear words when she cursed.

"Ahem!" Fu Yunche almost burst into laughter. He didn't know that she could insult people so much.

"Hahahahahaha!" The old men laughed so exaggeratedly. This empress is really annoying.

Even Da Yao's soldiers couldn't help but shrugged their shoulders. After knowing that the other party was scolding Song Feilong, they stopped smiling and glared at Su Mengdie fiercely. Where did the shrew come from?

Something weird happened.

Song Feilong seemed to not understand. Seeing the woman talking so frivolously, he took out ten taels of silver from his arms and threw it over: "Xiao Qu'er sang well, I'll appreciate you, keep singing!" He rose up very happily

Legs, changed to squat.

The person was not angry, but was angry. Su Mengdie stared at the silver ingot on the ground coldly, gritting her teeth, knowing that this person is difficult to deal with, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult to deal with, and she couldn't understand people's words, right? She looked at everyone depressedly

He looked at the sword on the man's waist and heard that this person loved the sword very much. He continued to laugh and scold: "There are so many weapons in the world. If you have to practice swords, you will still be on the sword or not, practice swords!"

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The old men laughed wildly together.

Now Song Feilong understood and his smile slowly froze. Why did this damn woman pull his weapon again?

"If you don't practice the golden sword, you will practice the silver sword. If you don't give it to you, you won't do it. If you don't do it, you will be a sword man if you don't want to be a sword man!" A certain woman cursed and the audience also felt happy. She was so vicious.

Who can scold me?

"Bitch Song Feilong!" An old man didn't want to make a fuss. He was a soldier, a war, and was not a swearing person, but His Majesty had an order. Those who did not obey would be killed without mercy, so he could only raise his hand to curse.

"Bitch Song Feilong!" More than a thousand people shouted together.

Song Feilong's big hand holding the sword began to tremble.

Su Mengdie was still shouting, as if she had endless words to scold. Her face seemed to be really hateful to Da Yaojun, but she felt good about herself: "It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, my aunt will give you a couplet, the first couplet:

If a tree does not have bark, it will definitely die. The second couplet: People are shameless and invincible in the world. The horizontal draft: People are invincible invincible hahahahahaha!" Why didn't this guy come yet? But looking at his angry look, the heat was almost a little bit.

At this time, Wanqi Shenfeng thought that even he had already slapped the table. What was the practice of this mouth? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I was convinced!

"You...you..." Song Feilong glared at Su Mengdie and shouted: "I want to die, right? Kill me!"

"Wait!" Su Mengdie immediately stretched out her hand in fear, giving people the feeling that she was a little scared, which means there was no ambush later, but the next sentence was really angered and it was not worth the effort: "I haven't finished speaking yet, I'll put the sword on it.

There are so many moves, you learn the Drunken Sword, and finally, you have mastered the martial arts master: Drunken Silver Sword! Retreat quickly!" After scolding, you immediately turned your horse's head and ran away.

How could Song Feilong bear it now? Is it unbearable? If he doesn't kill this woman today, he won't call Song Feilong and roared: "I will chase me and I must never let her return to Moyue City!"

Just let her see if she only brought dozens of people, and let her see that Song Feilong is definitely not something she can violate.
Chapter completed!