Hongjian Yupan

Chapter [-]

The son of Yu Guiyi's family (2)

The little tea boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, but seeing him wearing the turban on one side, the juicy Taoyao's eyes were full of sparkles, extremely clear and bright, and there was a little pink in the white. There are also some freckles, and it can be seen that he is a delicate and delicate student like a jade carving.Cheng Hongjian saw that the little tea boy was slender and soft, so he said, "Brother, step back quickly, there are members of the demon sect here, it is really dangerous." The little tea boy smiled slyly, and said: "This is not allowed, I still have to make tea." After finishing speaking, he made steaming hot tea in an orderly manner.

A minion next to Liu Jiaming watched the situation, and immediately mocked: "Ge Laozi, your young master has a big show, and he didn't even see anyone, so he called you over to make tea. I didn't show off like him when I was at home." The person who spoke was Shi Bufan, the second son of the Shimen, but seeing that he was slender and handsome, his eyes were more self-righteous than before.

The little tea boy turned a deaf ear, and came to De Mei Wuchang calmly, and said with a sly smile: "Everyone is here to eat, so don't hurt your temper, Mr. Yu, please wait a moment, he told me to give a few treats first." The guest officer pours a cup of tea."

Mei Wuchang yelled: "You motherfucker, sir, hurry up and call the one surnamed Yu!" As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his foot and kicked, before the toe reached, the little tea boy flashed backwards, and dropped the teapot and cup at the same time, so The hot water poured all over Wuyou Tanlu's belly, it was so hot that the guy couldn't stand it, he screamed and jumped up, thrashing in pain.

The audience roared with laughter, and Cheng Hongjian applauded. The little tea boy jumped to Hongjian's side and stared at him with a smile. His clear eyes suddenly showed infinite tenderness, and he turned to the troublemaker and said, "You're right." Can't stop, I didn't pay attention just now, and I actually scalded that guest officer alive, it seems that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water." Cheng Hongjian looked at the little tea boy, and felt that his voice was like ringing rings, even For the melodious and tactful, I couldn't help but startled.

At this moment, Chi Wuyou became angry from embarrassment and said: "You son of a bitch, I want to beat you to the ground!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his fist that looked like a sandbag, intending to beat the little tea boy violently.

Hung-chien knew that the opponent was very good, so he took two steps forward immediately, and was about to fight with all his strength, but the little tea boy pulled him away, picked up the chair beside him and threw it towards Wuyou.

The demon cultivator shook his arm and smashed the chair to pieces, the little tea boy whispered to Cheng Hongjian: "I can handle it, don't worry, little brother." As soon as the words fell, he went to face Wuyou.Cheng Hongjian heard the words soundly, and thought to himself: "Why did he call me 'little brother'?"

The onlookers were silent for a long time, and stepped back one after another, afraid of hurting themselves, but the little tea boy laughed and clasped his fists in front of Qi Wuyou, "Master is very skilled in martial arts, please spare me."

Chi Wuyou didn't answer, he threw out a punch, the little tea boy bent down with his head in his arms, and then tripped with his feet, causing the opponent to stumble.Mei Wuchang was terrified, and took advantage of the situation to thrust her fork towards the little tea boy's back. Hung-chien hurriedly stood up to block him, and then kicked sideways, Mei Wuchang swept across with her fork, intending to cut his waist.Hung-chien flipped in the air, and thrust out his right fist, hitting the opponent's eye socket, hitting him with starry eyes. The staff in the hall saw that Mei Wuchang's eyes were black and purple, and immediately shouted.

Cheng Hongjian thought to himself: "It seems that Mei Wuchang hasn't made much progress in the past few years." Thinking of this, he was about to take advantage of the situation to capture him, when he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind, he dodged by, then turned his head Look and see, but the attacker in the dark is a tall, thin man with legs like bamboo poles.

The guy didn't have time to stop his move, he kicked Mei Wuchang on the perineum, the pain caused him to roll all over the ground, and the onlookers watched the little tea boy playing with Wuyou and his accomplice with the long bag on his head so dizzy, they couldn't help but Laughing loudly, Yi Qiaoqian couldn't help showing joy on her face, adding to her beauty.

Liu Jiaming looked at this situation and thought to himself: "The four ghosts of the Nether world are too useless, if they are really caught and then confess my identity, it will be very bad." Thinking of this, he turned to Shi Bufan With a wink, the other party understood immediately, and said loudly: "Qi Ya Ge insults good people, brothers and I will eradicate violence and make good people safe!"

Liu Jiaming's subordinates all knew what he meant, and they had usually done things in secret, so they were already familiar with the road, so they rushed forward at this moment.The audience was in an uproar, and Yi Qiaoqian shouted: "Qi Yage was wronged, stop now!"

In fact, the tall man with the legs like a bamboo pole is a ghost with thin lips and no faith, ranking third among the four ghosts of the nether world, and the man with the bulging head is a suffocated ghost, who is not wise, ranking fourth.In terms of seniority, the four ghosts should be 魑, Mei, Yao, and Yao, but Yao Wuhui is always bullied by the other three ghosts, so they are forced to be 魑, Mei, Yao, and Yao.However, Liu Jiaming saw that the Qiya Pavilion was becoming more and more popular, and in order to save the decline of Cuiyuxuan, he sent the four ghosts of the ghosts to provoke him. Jia Ming also wanted her to watch a good show, but something happened unexpectedly, so he had to order people to mess around in order to help the four ghosts of the Nether world escape.

Seeing that the hall of Qiongye Yuye was about to jump like chickens and dogs, the little tea boy whistled, and the seven masters jumped into the hall like a dragonfly, but among the seven, the youngest was a woman, but she was nearly three years old. Ten, the flower branch made of gold in his hand can actually cast poisonous needles. Although Shi Bufan is good at using hidden weapons, he still followed the woman's way and collapsed to the ground with weakness all over his body.The remaining six people used guqin, chessboard, brushes, scrolls, scrolls, and wine gourds about a foot high as weapons, and in the blink of an eye, they captured all the four Nether ghosts and Xuanyuan disciples brought by Liu Jiaming.

Liu Jiaming saw that the seven masters were obviously very respected, he couldn't help crying secretly: "These seven martial arts are so strong, look at their posture, they should be the seven masters in the pavilion, if they join forces, I have no chance of winning. "Although he was overwhelmed in his heart, he forced himself to act as if nothing had happened, cupped his fists at the crowd and said, "Qi Ya Ge is really powerful, I really admire you, but as a disciple of Xuanyuan, I will never give in to you. Shan, I was beaten to death here, and the faction will definitely avenge us. If you release my brothers and these four ordinary people, we will go to the sky from now on, and we will each go on one side." He wanted to use Xuanyuan Pai's power can frighten the opponent and seek a chance to retreat completely. If it can be done like this, it will not lose face.

The master with the wine gourd in his hand took a sip of wine, and said drunkenly: "The old drunkards of the Xuanyuan sect don't take it seriously at all. Someone really seeks revenge for you, tell them to just look for the hall master, what is your name? , hurry up and make a way to relax my muscles and bones."

Liu Jiaming thought: "Those seven people are indeed the hall masters of each hall, and this old drunkard probably belongs to the Qiongye Yuye hall." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but creaked the folding fan in his hand, and smiled Quite leisurely, he said in a calm and unhurried manner: "This junior will not change his name or surname when he sits. It is the name of Liu Jia, a disciple of the main altar. However, this junior is not worth it. If you are lucky enough to win, so many of you join hands Come on, I'm going to suffer another big loss. If I want to lose to my senior, I really don't want to see you, the hall master, leave a bad reputation for being big. "When he mentioned that he was a disciple of the main altar, he deliberately raised his voice, hoping to deter him.