Liu Da looked at Zhao Wuyou with sweating profusely. He pointed at Zhao Wuyou with trembling fingers, but he was so excited that he could not speak for a long time.
"It's just that you're tired. Leave me the comfort." Zhao Wuyou continued to say with a harmless smile, not caring at all about Liu Da's murderous look.
"Look up, don't look at me, what's the use of me? Can this bed move by itself?" Zhao Wuyou said, opened his mouth and ate another grape, and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Liu Da.
Liu Da, who clenched his fists, did not dare to attack Zhao Wuyou after all. He looked at the brothers around him and said calmly:
"Let's go on and carry it on. Princess Zhenguo is still waiting for her."
The bed slowly began to move again.
Zhao Wuyou was lying on the bed, but he was a little upset and agitated. He had been exposed to the sun for so long, and even though there was a cloth to block the sun, the huge heat had already soaked his clothes.
"Are you tired?" Zhao Wuyou smiled and walked to the strong man on the right who was trying to lift the bed.
The strong man was already sweating profusely from the heat. Seeing Zhao Wuyou's smile, he endured it, said nothing, and continued to lift the bed with his head lowered.
"Are you tired?" Zhao Wuyou asked again.
Seeing that the man didn't speak, Zhao Wuyou sneered, stretched out his hand, and began to jump on the corner where he lifted the bed.
"Dong, dong, dong." Before Zhao Wuyou jumped for the fourth time, the strong man could no longer bear it. He kept his body tremblingly and did not dare to let go of the corner of the bed. The huge falling force
He had no choice but to surrender to Zhao Wuyou and said:
"I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm so tired, is this okay?"
"Well, that's so good. I just really appreciate those honest people." Zhao Wuyou said with a smile.
"Dandy value 1"
"What about you, are you tired?" Zhao Wuyou followed suit, walked up to another strong man, and asked with a smile.
"I'm tired, so tired..."
After walking around, Zhao Wuyou's Dandy Points increased a few more, but his target was still Liu Da.
"Liu Da, are you tired now?"
"I'm tired, can we go back to the main office?" Liu Da said to Zhao Wuyou with a dark face.
"How can this work? You are the leader of the four of them. How can you be tired? How can you be tired? How can you lead those people if you are tired?" Zhao Wuyou frowned, expressing that he was not satisfied with his answer.
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Seeing Zhao Wuyou getting closer and closer to him, Liu Da shouted loudly:
"I'm not tired, I'm not tired, that's okay, right?"
Zhao Wuyou nodded, looked at him seriously and said:
"If you are not tired, why are you panting and sweating profusely? Did you do something bad last night?"
"Dong dong dong" Zhao Wuyou started jumping up and down in front of Liu Da again, not caring at all about Liu Da who could no longer hold on.
"Stop jumping, I can't stand it anymore."
"Then tell me, are you tired now or not?" Zhao Wuyou smiled and looked at Liu Da.
"It doesn't matter whether I'm tired or not, young master, you have the final say." Liu Daxue was smart. He knew that whether he said he was tired or not was not accepted, he simply let Zhao Wuyou decide whether he was tired or not.
"Haha, Liu Da, you are so naughty."
Just when Zhao Wuyou was about to find another reason to punish Liu Dashi, the murderous aura suddenly burst out from behind him, leaving Zhao Wuyou with no time to think about it and he hurriedly got off the huanghuali bed.
With a "shoo" sound, the huge huanghuali bed was split in half.
"Grandma, who is so bold?" Zhao Wuyou frowned and looked at the man holding the sword behind the bed.
"Haha, Zhao Wuhen..." Zhao Wuyou said with a dark face. After all, this man did have the qualifications and the ability to break his own bed.
Before Zhao Wuyou could speak, the armored Zhao Wuhen rode forward, walked up to him, and said angrily:
"Zhao Wuyou, the face of the Zhenguo Palace... has been completely disgraced by you."
"Where did this come from? In such a small scene, the Duke Zhen Guo's government has lost all its face. The Duke Zhen Guo's government has too little face, so it can't help but be lost." Zhao Wuyou said worriedly.
"Take him back to me and leave him to my elder brother." Zhao Wuhen said and left.
Zhao Wuyou stopped in front of him, raised his head with his hands on his hips, and said disdainfully:
"Who do you think you are? Why did you call someone to escort me?"
The latter did not expect that a little concubine would dare to talk to him like this, especially under the gaze of the onlookers. Zhao Wuhen couldn't help but slash at Zhao Wuyou with his sword.
Zhao Wuyou dodged, grabbed the long knife of a guard behind Zhao Wuhen, and stood in front of Zhao Wuhen's horse.
"You think you can take action with me after studying in Fengming Sect for a few days. Boy, you are still a little immature. Today, I will educate you, an unfilial son, on behalf of my father."
After Zhao Wuhen finished speaking, he slapped the horse and jumped up from the horse, flying towards Zhao Wuyou like an eagle. The long sword in his hand pierced Zhao Wuyou's eyes.
"clang"
The swords collided and separated again. Although Zhao Wuhen was disdainful of Zhao Wuyou, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart that this boy actually had such power.
"General Zhao Wuhen, your strength isn't that great either. Did you do something bad like me last night?"
Zhao Wuyou's ridicule successfully angered Zhao Wuhen. He didn't say nonsense, picked up the long sword and rushed towards Zhao Wuyou again.
The two of them went back and forth, without even passing a single move. The stronger Zhao Wuhen became more and more comfortable in fighting, while Zhao Wuyou showed his weakness, but he was able to climb from the bottom to become the boss, and he also fought through mountains of swords and seas of blood.
Those who have come here will naturally not give in easily.
"Look, the general of the Zhenguo Army and his younger brother are fighting on the street..."
"The two sons of Lord Zhen Guo were fighting in the street. They were bloody and bloody. It was so tragic..."
The battle between the two men successfully aroused the gossip among the residents of the capital, and also ushered in the forbidden army in the capital.
Dozens of forbidden troops rushed between the two men, keeping them far apart, and successfully quelled the farce of the brothers' feud.
The leader of the imperial army standing in the middle of the road showed displeasure and said to Zhao Wuhen: "It is a big sin to fight each other in the capital. Both of you are people of high status. Why should you be so angry and make others laugh?
Woolen cloth."
Zhao Wuyou looked at the long knife in his hand being cut out one after another, and his own hand was numb from the shock. He thought to himself, if there was another quarter of an hour, he would have to be defeated. He couldn't help but feel sorry for this forbidden army who appeared like a timely rain.
Create a good impression.
"Bring this unfilial son back to the Zhenguo Palace. We don't need others to worry about our own family affairs." Zhao Wuhen looked at the people watching fiercely and said:
"Drive away these onlookers and don't let any news about today's incident spread."
"You won't pass the ball if you don't ask for it? Who do you think you are?" Zhao Wuyou looked at the furious Zhao Wuhen with a smile. The angrier he was, the happier he would be.
"I am your brother," Zhao Wuhen yelled.
"You should go to bed. We have already separated our families. I don't recognize you as my brother. From now on, please don't disturb my life if you have nothing to do." Zhao Wuyou said coldly.
"Even if the family is separated, you must abide by the rules of our Zhao family. A wanton and wanton person like you has completely disgraced our Zhao family." A firm and decisive voice sounded from not far away.
Everyone heard the sound and made way for Zhao Wuyou. Zhao Wubing walked up to Zhao Wuyou with his hands behind his back. He stretched out his hand to strike, but Zhao Wuyou dodged him. Zhao Wuyou, who was not willing to be outdone, was about to fight back, but was stopped by the Forbidden Army.
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"It's simply hopeless," Zhao Wubing frowned and ordered to the servant behind him:
"Bring him back to me and lock him up. Don't let him go without my order."
No matter how arrogant Zhao Wuyou is, he will never be able to defeat the oncoming people. However, Zhao Wuyou saw his so-called sixth brother taking the opportunity to take action and punch him on the waist. If it was normal,
A person who was punched like this would definitely be crippled, but Zhao Wuyou was knocked over in a very dishonorable way and fell to the ground.
"This Lao Liu, he is the one in this family who has the greatest intention to kill me. Sooner or later, I will make you repay tenfold." Zhao Wuyou glared at Zhao Lao Liu, but the latter turned his face away with disdain, as if Zhao Wuyou was not worthy to look at him.
He is average.
The farce ended, but the scandal in the Zhenguo Palace occupied the focus of discussion among all classes in the capital.
Zhao Wuyou was escorted back to the Duke's Mansion by the guards. Zhao Wubing, now the head of the family, was sitting on a chair, looking angrily at Zhao Wuyou who looked indifferent.
"Kneel down..." Zhao Wubing shouted angrily.
Zhao Wuyou looked at him like a fool and said with disdain:
"Knowing your head, who do you think you are?" This chapter has been completed!