Retreat For 30 Days, You Guys Let Me Go Out Soon

"So happy!"

"If I were Princess Moyang, I would definitely be grateful and cry out on the spot!"

"Gentleman style! Just a look, a feeling of being caressed."

...

The girls of school-age around, or young women with amorous feelings all screamed for it.

Even some young women just saw that Qing Chen's peach eyes were full of spring heart, and his blush was like a peach.

"Sorry, we are not familiar!"

Princess Moyang refused mercilessly.

Even an ordinary person could find that his expression showed obvious disgust.

Qing Chen's expression suddenly stiffened.

Especially the shock around him, as well as the faint laughter, made his angry Qiqiao smoke.

However, he was unable to show it.

It can only be as rigid as a sculpture.

"What kind of thing is 510? Dressed up, dressed like a sissy, and has a Laozi invincible posture, is it slapped? Isn't it? Grandpa is laughing!"

Little Fatty Leping couldn't help laughing.

"Without a bit of self-knowledge, how can it be compared with our wise and martial fourth brother. The trash is gone!"

Xiao Luo himself is a proud figure.

Only in front of Qin Feng and others did he show humility.

Sorry, in his eyes, Qingchen, the prince of the Dayu Dynasty, is really not even a fart.

Qing Chen's angry face turned purple, and he couldn't even say a word, but his creaking teeth made people understand that he already hated him to his bones.

"I was in a good mood. I was nauseated by the two Ding Nanhou brothers and Jiang Feng. Now, there is another self-righteous bastard, damn it! Laozi's overnight meal will be vomited!"

Qin Feng spoke abruptly, adhering to the posture of being angry and not paying for his life, without any scruples.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze turned to Princess Moyang: "Get up! The supreme magic in my bamboo basket allows you to choose one. Remember that you can only choose one."

While speaking, Qin Feng snatched the bamboo basket with a precious look.

"One kind is one kind!"

Princess Moyang seemed to possess the entire world for a while, cheering for joy.

Seeing such a scene, Qing Chen's face turned greener.

The faces of many onlookers have also changed.

What exactly does Princess Moyang want to do?

In front of Dayu's Ninth Prince Qingchen, showing such a posture, isn't this *naked face-slapped Ninth Prince Qingchen?

Even if Fang Mo is the only prince of Fengyu Kingdom and Fang Shihua's prostitute, doing so will undoubtedly drag the Prince's Mansion into the endless abyss?

Everyone couldn't help but pale in shock.

It's just that nothing can have the slightest influence on Qin Feng.

"Dropping a dragon with eighteen palms has the power to subdue a real dragon. At the same time, it can restrain the martial arts. Even if a martial artist sets foot in the realm of heaven and humans and chooses to merge the martial arts with his body, he is still restrained. If he has the dragon attribute martial arts, It is able to have the effect of purifying the martial soul."

"Practicing into the first six palms can have the ability to increase combat effectiveness three times. If you reach the level of Jianglong's eighteen palms, you can gain twelve times the combat effectiveness of terror."

From the bamboo basket, he took two combat skills at will: "The second combat skill, I won't introduce it much. The name is Fire Eye Golden Eye. It is even more terrifying than the supreme sky eye that appeared in the ancient times. "

Qin Feng solemnly handed over the two supreme magic arts to Xiao Dumeng.

"With these two supreme magic arts, our village will surely usher in a new transformation."

Xiao Dumeng cheered, almost about to sing the ballad that she started listening to on the spot.

What else does the old man want to say.

However, seeing the young lady looking happily, he really couldn't bear to say something wrong.

"Hey! It's just a pity that the supreme Yishen bow is."

The old man said sentimentally.

"What? Conquer the combat skills of the true dragon? Just laugh to me! Do you know what kind of creature a true dragon is? Even if it's just a tyrannical subdragon beast, when it comes to adulthood, it possesses taboo power."

"Do you know what taboos are? That's the strongest strength that our world can withstand! The subdragon beast is so powerful, the horror of the real dragon can be imagined. A ground stall, even threatening to subdue the real dragon Are you trying to laugh at me?"

Qing Chen felt it was ridiculous.

So that the humiliation just now has been forgotten for a short time.

"Twelve times the combat power? Do you know what Fengyu Kingdom's strongest combat skill is? Huangtian Art! It can only increase combat power by three times. Just want to brag, it's a little more reliable!"

The first son, Lu Qingfeng, couldn't help laughing.

All the martial artists onlookers listened to the words of Lu Qingfeng and Dayu Dynasty Qingchen, and the restlessness in their hearts calmed down in an instant...

I also recognized the supreme magical skill in my heart, which is actually a scam.

"This kind of rubbish is given away for free, and no one wants it."

The third prince of Feng Yu, Fang Qinglong, also echoed.

Sun Yuan on the side, with a little light bursting into his eyes, three steps and two steps, appeared next to Xiao Dumeng: "Little girl, can you show me the supreme magic in your hand!" "

When speaking, Sun Yuan cast his gaze towards Qin Feng and others with a little mockery.

The warriors present are not fools.

They had already seen that the true meaning of Sun Yuan's move was to hold the supreme magical skill in his hands, so as to obtain evidence of Qin Feng's deception.

"Are we familiar?"

The cute little girl pursed her mouth high, and bounced away.

It was like a slap on the face, Sun Yuan's eyes were already filled with endless flames of anger.

Could he still shoot at a little girl? I can only hold back the indignation in my heart.

"Is the evidence really important? It's just that people like them neglect the Dayu imperial guests. This crime brought them to the black prison."

A bit of gloom flashed across Wang Qingfeng’s face: “Furthermore, isn’t he bragging. The combat skills he sells are all supreme martial arts? I think he should know it! Why don’t you let me come forward and learn, the so-called The power of supreme magic."

Wang Qingfeng is Wang Qingfeng.

The first half of the sentence will raise flattery to the level of art, and the second half of the sentence will see blood for a while, talking about the critical extent of the matter.

Everyone also suddenly realized.

"Hey! I am a chef, and my lifelong belief is to be a great God of Cooking. Fighting and killing are some things that are not on the table. I really don’t want to do it. Maybe you don’t know it, I’ve been there all the time. Restrain your impulse. Otherwise, one slap can crippled Wang Qingfeng."

Qin Feng said casually.

With such words, it is natural to usher in a burst of sneer and sarcasm.

Qin Feng didn't care, but looked at Little Fatty and Princess Moyang: "You choose a combat technique. You can discuss it to see who made the move. Throw this dung-spitting thing into the distance. In the swill truck, let him have a full meal!".

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