Thousand Blades of Death

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Lu Xiaofeng also smiled: "I have many kinds of skills, but I don't know which ones you want to see?"

"You have two people, and we have seven people." Aunt Gongsun said lightly: "We will win in three games, but only you are the one who wants me to go with you, so Ma Yuan can't shoot."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ma Yuan. His eyes had already stated that he needed to do this, and he did not want Ma Yuan to shoot.

In response, Ma Yuan's answer was to sit at the table. He picked up the wine glass and the jug and smiled at the landing Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and turned to look at Aunt Gongsun, "Okay, there are three games. What do we compare with in the first round? Than drink?" He just watched Ma Yuan drink alcohol easily, and if he laughed casually, he certainly didn't think Aunt Gongsun I will agree, but in fact, Gongsun Auntie agreed.

"Good, we are better than drinking!"

Seeing the six big pots of Luzhou Laoqu placed on the table, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but glance at Ma Yuan. He regretted it a bit. If he was really drunk, how would the remaining two games compare? At that time, Ma Yuan still had to shoot.

However, it is not so good to admit defeat. Lu Xiaofeng sat down and began to grab a drink. His stomach was empty like a beggar's purse. The three bowls of wine have begun to sway, and the whole sentence is complete.

Ma Yuan placed the wine bowl in front of Lu Xiaofeng in front of himself, saying lightly: "He lost, you are ready for the next game."

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to deny it, and could no longer deny it, just muttering and debating: "I don't have any alcohol at all, but my stomach feels a little uncomfortable!"

Ma Yuan didn't look at him, just looked at Aunt Gongsun with a smile, "No matter what? We've been here for so long, you haven't shown your true appearance until now, will you not be too enthusiastic?"

Aunt Gongsun said leisurely: "Okay, let me go change my clothes, I will immediately come out and continue to compare swords with Lu Xiaofeng."

Lu Xiaofeng straightened his chest: "Comparing swords is better than swords, what is so great!"

Ma Yuan drank a bowl of wine, he was really difficult to get drunk, at least Ouyang Qing and Gongsun Erniang watched him drink more than Lu Xiaofeng, but the expression was still calm and terrible. I couldn’t help but be thankful His chance to play.

"You haven't opened your eyes wide yet, and you are ready to see what the grandmother Gongsun looks like." Ma Yuan took Lu Xiaofeng's hand from the jug. This kid looked like he was drunk.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him confusedly, "What auntie, what aunty, I want to drink."

The girls in red and other people have a little pity to see Xiaofeng landing. Rivers and lakes are more than swords. Life and death are difficult. Even if Ma Yuan wants to save him, they also believe that the grandmother Gongsun is powerful. Isn’t it a solution to Lu Xiaofeng? It's easy.

Aunt Gongsun came out.

"Allure is so well-deserved," Ma Yuan murmured.

A woman, a woman as brilliant as the morning glow, as noble as the queen, and as beautiful as a fairy. Even the clothes she wore were not all in the world, but the colorful clothes in the sky.

Such a noble and gorgeous woman, holding a pair of short swords in her hand, one foot and seven inches long, tied with red silk on the hilt.

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his eyes. He could hardly believe his eyes.

Ma Yuan looked at her colorful neon clothes and sighed slightly, "Lu Xiaofeng, if you are going to lose, you must say it early, and I will help you."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said: "The next time I compare swords, I must also wear such a set of clothes! My eyes are already spent!"

"That's really pitiful, how about, do you need such a suit for me? I can provide it to you." Gongsun Aunt laughed teasingly.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at her lightly and said: "I don't need such a suit, but you have a pair of swords in my hand, but I only have a sweat in my hand, so I need weapons and I need Ma Yuan's knife."

Ma Yuan touched his nose.

Aunt Gongsun glanced at him and smiled, "Of course, this knife was given to me by someone else, and I should naturally return to the original owner." She said that she suddenly pulled out a knife from the cumbersome clothes, I don't know where it was just placed, but looking at the way she was prepared, she could have guessed that Lu Xiaofeng would say this.

Lu Xiaofeng took Ma Yuan's knife and glanced at Ma Yuan. "Can you borrow it?"

Ma Yuanwei smiled, "Now, my knife is your knife."

Lu Xiaofeng pulled out the knife with a smile, and shined brilliantly. Sen Bai’s blade was only lightly flicked, and the sound of Longyin kept coming into his ears. ."

The girl in red pouted her lips, "I don't talk much here, drunk."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed.

Now they went downstairs and into the yard, the starlight leaked from the branches and leaves of the big ginkgo tree and shone on Lu Xiaofeng's face. The wine in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to be sober like Zhuge Liang.

Er Niang lost her voice: "Are you drunk?"

Ma Yuan glanced at her lightly, "My knife can't be used by a drunk who can't even see the enemy."

Er Niang said unpleasantly: "If you are not drunk, why should you admit defeat?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "If I don't admit defeat in the first battle, I will lose in the second battle, and in the third battle, I don't even need to compare!"

Er Niang sighed and said: "It seems that this person is not really stupid."

The girl in red bit her lip and hated: "But it's a real jerk."

Aunt Gongsun said lightly: "Even if you deliberately admit defeat in the first battle, the second battle may not win!"

This sentence said that her sword had been shot. During the flash of the sword light, the colorful ribbons on her sequins also began to fly, and the whole person seemed to turn into a splendid morning glow. The person couldn’t even open his eyes. Where else could she distinguish her presence? where? Where is her sword?

Sword Dance Allure!

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to win, only by one word!

fast! Cut the mess with the sharp knife, and change with the same.

Aunt Gongsun shot at first, his body flew out of thin air, and flew up to the opposite ridge. With a sharp flash of light, he rushed towards Aunt Gongsun with all his strength, and he won.

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