Chapter 360 He is a real man

Emperor Kangxi was coming with a fierce force. If he didn't resist or avoid it, he might be thrown away. Ma Xiaozhong was about to take a step back, but Balshan's legs tightened but did not allow him to move. Ma Xiaozhong had to steady his horse and lower his center of gravity.

He resisted, and in an instant he saw Emperor Kangxi about to grab Balshan's shoulders, before Balshan took action.

Baershan has a rather strong figure, and the muscle lines on his arms are also very beautiful. I thought that he would be a straight-forward force when he raised his hands to resist, but who knew that his arms and wrists would go around like snakes? I don't know how.

Then he used clever force to move Emperor Kangxi's arm to the side.

Emperor Kangxi leaned forward. If Fei Xin hadn't carried his head securely, he would have fallen. Balshan had no intention of taking the opportunity to make a sneak attack. He only waited patiently for Emperor Kangxi's next move. He must have been trying to win everyone's heart.

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After several fights, Emperor Kangxi always came out on top. Seeing that Balshan was still doing everything with ease, he was so angry that he couldn't restrain himself anymore. He simply fought with his back and asked Fei Xin to carry him on his back and rush towards Balshan Ma Xiaozhong.

, even if you push hard, you still have to push people out of bounds!

However, over the years, Balshan had been working for Emperor Kangxi, and his body was not ordinary after all. Emperor Kangxi was just not as skilled as others, and even his strength was not as good as others. Emperor Kangxi lost this round, but the loss was not embarrassing. In the end, Balshan

Still kept it.

After two games, the four people on the field were sweating profusely. They were not in a hurry to start the third game. They had to ask the men above to have some tea to wipe away their sweat. The female relatives were watching with excitement.

They were chatting and laughing while having tea, and no one paid attention to the people on the corner table, who were discussing the skills of Long live the Lord and the Young Master based on the game just now.

Suddenly an unknown person exclaimed a little "Yeah", and everyone immediately looked towards Mr. Dinggui, and saw Mr. Dinggui's face was red and dull.

"Here, why are you still taking off your clothes!"

Everyone suddenly realized something and suddenly turned their heads to look in the direction of Long Live Lord and Young Master. Sure enough, the two people on the corner platform were unbuttoning their short shirts as if no one was watching!

Both of them turned their backs to the female relatives, and because they were several feet away, no one could hear clearly what the two above them were saying. They could only see the two brothers smiling happily, and their muscles seemed to be relaxing, with a warm orange color.

The setting sun shrouded the two of them, as if covering them with honey, and glowing with water.

Emperor Kangxi and Balshan were both in good shape. After all, they practiced riding and shooting Buku since they were young. They were young and their tendons were really beautiful.

Yudai also saw the marks on Baershan's body. His face turned red like a shrimp, and he almost died of shame and anger. He wanted to hammer Baershan to death.

Emperor Kangxi wrote memorials at the table all day long and rarely saw the sun, so his skin was fair. But Balshan was different. He was stronger than Emperor Kangxi. His skin was a healthy wheat color, and the sword scars on his back were interlaced, making him fairer.

It's a bit wild. If you look closely, there seems to be some light pink spots on the shoulder blades, as if it was scratched by a cat within two days.

The old people in the harem often saw this scene. As for the shirtless appearance of Lord Long Live, they saw it more often in private. It was really nothing surprising.

This morning when she was taking a bath, this person was still in front of her, moaning and coquettishly complaining about the sting on her back, asking her to purr, okay, she forgot about the pain after just a few hours, she really shouldn't have

I feel sorry for this bitch, I won’t even think about entering her house for a month!

Therefore, Yu Lian and the concubines were having tea calmly, and occasionally lost their minds for a moment because of Emperor Kangxi's rare youthful spirit. On weekdays, Emperor Kangxi was always seen in a dignified and solemn manner, but there were not many such cheerful appearances.

Yu Lian looked at Yu Dai narrowly, thinking that he couldn't tell it normally, but Yu Dai, a cat, had sharp claws.

People saw her from both sides, so she simply broke the pot and let people look at her. She is Balshan's official wife, so she shouldn't be so close. The relationship between them is not a covert one, so they shouldn't feel guilty about it.

Shame is.

In the past, when celebrating important festivals or welcoming envoys, there was a public display of the might of the Qing soldiers. Therefore, Buku and wrestling were also popular. In ordinary summers, if the Long Live Lord had time to spare, he would throw his arms around.

I am practicing my skills with the guards below, so dressing up like this is not inappropriate.

The rest are just some who have not served the Long Live Lord for a long time, and the female relatives who have not served the Long Live Lord and can't take their eyes away.

However, compared to the different thoughts of the female family members, the eyes of the surrounding guards were much more straightforward. They were all martial artists. When they saw the scars on the father-in-law's body, their eyes suddenly shone with awe. The moment the short shirt was taken off, there were still people around.

There were faint sounds of exclamation and discussion.

Seeing Yu Dai's magnanimous appearance, everyone's narrow gazes became much less intense.

Feeling the vague gaze coming from around him, and obviously seeing something, Yu Dai drank three cups of herbal tea, and the heat on his face cooled down a bit.

Their faces were red and their little hearts were pounding. Although they had no choice in entering the palace to serve the Long Live Lord, the person they were serving was not a bad old man, but a young and handsome man with great power and good temperament and appearance.

Regardless of whether you like it or not, at least it is not difficult to accept it.

Furthermore, when Long Live Lord and Balshan competed in wrestling, they were both shirtless. At most, they wore butterfly leather waistcoats on their shoulders and arms for easy grip. Many of the guards next to them were also dressed in the same way. At a glance, they were all covered in sweaty flesh.

Black, white, tall, short, fat, and thin, that's all. It's not a rare sight, but Dinggui's exclamation is rare and strange.

They all heard about how the young master dared to single-handedly break into the enemy's lair to save the United States last year before his old injury healed. They also heard that the young master was shot by more than ten arrows in order to protect Fujin, and his shoulder, arm, and thigh were stabbed seven times.

With eight swords, he could turn Li Yuange into a human eunuch with blood like a gourd of blood.

Let alone ordinary people, the guards with such high martial arts skills did not dare to say that they had the ability to deal with anyone with such an injury, so most of them did not believe this rumor.

Ma Xiaozhong and the others are all familiar with him. That boy is the father-in-law's son. He has always followed his father-in-law. He is not as affectionate to his wife as he is to their master. His master can brag to the sky about anything as small as a fingernail.

Therefore, everyone just thought that Ma Xiaozhong was boasting too much and was not credible.

But today, when they saw the injuries on the father-in-law's body, they began to say anything they didn't believe. All they saw were the large, small, deep and shallow scars on the father-in-law's body. The father-in-law could be regarded as the Batulu in their hearts. He was a real person.

Man!

Batulu knew it as soon as he made his move. Without the help of Fei Xin and Ma Xiaozhong in this round, Emperor Kangxi would not allow Balshan to care about his face anymore, and Balshan would not be polite.
Chapter completed!