Great World of Magic Cube

"Know." Wu Tingfang looked directly at Ito Cheng. Then, instead of waiting for Zhao Ya to say it again, he said, "But that is not the eyes of Tingfang, and naturally it is impossible to be heart-wrenched. So if the grandfather wants to get Tingfang, please ask the grandfather to show the high martial arts for Tingfang."

"Alright, this time let Tingfang your heart and heart." Ito Cheng laughed. Then he got up from the cushion and strode out to the hall.

Wu Tingfang did not hesitate to see this, and turned and followed quickly. Zhao Ya and Guo Xiuer were helpless, and they had to follow the room and come to the spacious courtyard.

"Look at it."

At this time, Ishio, who stood in the field, sipped a low voice. A wood-like arm was like a firewood. It seemed to be controlled by some kind of power. He flew to the front of Ito and was caught by his detective. Hands.

At this point, although Ito Cheng still does not show any superb sword martial arts, but the single hand to take things in the air, is rare in the world, so that the strong-minded U Tingfang eyes are connected, it is very heart-warming.

However, Wu Tingfang did not stop, looking forward to seeing this mysterious waiter and what amazing means to show himself.

In the gaze she was looking forward to, she only heard a crack in the "click", and the thick wooden stick in the hands of Ito Saki exploded and turned into dozens of large and small wrecks of various sizes, and flew out toward the surrounding area. Then, a thin wooden sword that is shorter than the long sword and longer than the short sword appears in the palm of Ito, and the white smoke rises under the moonlight.

Then Ito became a stretcher, and with his amazing martial arts realm, he played a set of seemingly flat. But slammed the secret technique of the hidden sword.

For a time, the sword in the field flew. For example, a spurt of arrows spurred around, leaving a long and narrow sword mark on the surrounding walls and the surface of the building.

This situation lasted for more than five minutes, and it stopped with the body shape that Ito became suddenly stopped.

"How?" Ito Cheng turned to look at the side of Wu Tingfang and asked.

"Good swordsmanship! Houye is a good man! Tingfang is in service." Wu Tingfang, who is full of excitement and the color of the curtain, replied simply.

"Oh!" Ito Cheng smiled slightly, holding the wooden sword in his hand, throwing it, throwing it in front of Wu Tingfang and saying, "Send you."

"The gift of the waiter is really shabby." Zhao Ya, who looked at the wooden sword, smiled.

"Is it so shabby?" Ito became a mysterious smile. Then suddenly shouted "Ting Fang, stabbing before progress!"

Almost subconscious, Wu Tingfang displayed a basic sword of advancement in accordance with the instructions of Ito.

At that time, I saw a white light flashing above the short sword. A sharp white sword immediately flew out from the wooden sword. It flew straight over a distance of several tens of meters and bombarded the wall in front.

"boom!"

Among the smoke that suddenly rises. The thick gap of an adult fist appeared on the wall, and the crack stretched and spread slowly around.

"This..." Wu Tingfang looked at the front with a stunned look and couldn't believe what he had caused. She is very clear about her strength, it is an ordinary swordsman, let alone the swordsman realm that can make a sword. There is still a big gap between the swordsmen who can be sold by the skill, not to mention the attack that is obviously stronger than the swordsman’s sword in the attack. It is simply a night talk!

But now the facts are in front of her, she did, while holding the wooden sword that sent her future man. So instantaneously. Wu Tingfang is a spirit, returning the wooden swordsman to his body. Full of joy and excitement.

"This..." On the side, Zhao Ya and Guo Xiuer, who did not pass the martial arts, were equally shocked by the attack that Wu Tingfang had just made. I couldn't believe it.

"Remember to work hard to practice the sword, otherwise the time will be long, and the sword will not be added. The power on the wooden sword will disappear completely and become no different from the ordinary wooden sword." Ito Cheng blinked and could not My own Wu Tingfang whispered.

"Ah? Yes." Wu Tingfang heard the words first, then quickly promised.

Then, with some doubts, I asked, "As long as you practice the sword as usual, can you?"

"Well, you can practice the sword as usual. The only difference is that after the sword is finished, you need to hold a wooden sword to think, meditate, and let the wooden sword absorb the residual sword power in your body." Ito Cheng explained.

In the period of the Warring States period, although there were ancient qi exercises in the princes of the princes, it was mostly used for health, and it was rarely used for martial arts. But now it is different here. It is not a real history of the Warring States period, but a world of Qin Yi, which Huang Yi has shaped. Although there is no description of the internal exercises in the original work, since Jiansheng Cao Qiudao can play spiritual power, It is not impossible to spread in multiple meditations.

What's more, the system of Qin Shimingyue is now mixed in, and the internal circulation is even longer.

"Oh." Sure enough, Wu Tingfang’s face showed no doubts, and she obviously knew what it was to meditate and think.

Seeing this, Ito Satoshi no longer said more, reaching out and pointing to the broken wall in front... In an instant, a yellow light flew out and went straight into the wall, and then in the next moment, the yellow light on the wall rises and breaks. And the cracks recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while they re-emerged into a perfect wall.

Wu Tingfang and Guo Xiuer, who saw the magical means for the first time, were naturally stunned.

"The waiter of our family is a fairy. The things I see now are only small means. In the future, when you are dumbfounded, it is true that you are following our house." Zhao Ya, who has long been eccentric, has been making a hand. The filming of Wu Tingfang and Guo Xiuer’s shoulders, said with a smile.

Wu Tingfang and Guo Xiuer heard the news and they were not afraid to look at Ito.

In this regard, Ito Cheng did not explain, directly to the front surrounded by Wu Tingfang and Guo Xiu's waist, holding them and Zhao Ya returned to the house, sitting inside the huge enough to accommodate seven or eight people Chatting on the bed and whispering to enhance each other's feelings.

In this way, in the drama of the full-time jokes of Ito, whether it is the fascinating U Tingfang, or the shy Guo Xiuer, or the mature and charming Zhao Ya, they are all laughed and laughed. A group, and gradually became together with Ito.

Only this time, Ito Satoshi is very ceremonial. In addition to taking advantage of Guo Xiuer and Wu Tingfang, they did not make the final step with them, but prepared to ask them on the night of their marriage.

For this, Wu Tingfang and Guo Xiuer are naturally moved very much in their hearts, and their love for Ito is even higher.

So nothing in the night, time turned to the next day.

From this morning, the entire lady’s house was not calm. It was not a well-known minister who came to visit, that is, someone from other countries came to see him, or had heard of Mrs. Ya’s name, and she believed that she was long. The nice and talented young students came to the door to talk indiscriminately.

While staying in the evening, when the Fuzhong is not coming to visit, there are warriors, swordsmen and thieves in various ways, and the night sings, Mrs. Ya’s House... One day, the whole house has not stopped!

Fortunately, it was blocked by Mrs. Ito and Mrs. Ya, and after the accident that day, the whistle of the ninjas arranged around them did not affect the life of the government.

"You see that you are both troubled, and you are provoked by these annoying flies." At night, Zhao Ya, who was lying naked in the arms of Ito, said.

"Forbearance, wait for the day after the wedding ceremony, the ministers and foreign visitors have no reason to visit, it will stop." Ito Cheng smiled and comforted.

"Hope." Zhao Ya said helplessly.

"Well, Chen Lang, don't say those, let's go again. After all, I will move back to the palace tomorrow. I can only reunite after you come to pick up the next day, so let me meet once." Then, Zhao Ya turned over and climbed to the body of Ito, and said with a sigh.

"Haha, I am afraid that you will not eat." Ito Cheng laughed.

"It doesn't matter, come on, even if you really die, Yaer is willing." Zhao Ya said with a tender voice.

Listening to Zhao Ya said that it was not hesitant, and immediately turned over and pushed Zhao Ya under his body, and stabbed Wang Houjian into the palace of the king, and fought fiercely.

The fierce "jiao chuan" sound and the low-pitched sound of the whistling sound echoed again in the palace that had just quieted down.

The night wind whispers, blowing a spring.

......

Two days later, in the early morning, when the sun just raised a half face, a team of mighty males, the red-colored cavalry team stood neatly outside the lady's house.

Then, the government gate with the red big letter was opened, and a rattan of red Hanfu walked out of it, and climbed straight into the front of the knights. The surface was painted red and the window was on the carriage with the western character. .

"set off."

Then the carriage went forward and went to the palace under the **** of the mighty knights.

Because of the very early relationship, most of the residents in the city were still asleep. Apart from the night scent and the people who were busy preparing to sleep, there were almost no pedestrians on the street, so it took no long time for the limousine team to arrive at the palace. In front of the gate.

Then Ito became a horse-drawn carriage and took the reins of the horse from the driver's hand. He took the carriage and walked over to the interior of the palace.

In five or six minutes, Ito made a carriage and came to the palace where the third princess Zhao Qian was.

The reason why Zhao Qian is the first to pick up is not because of other people, just because Zhao Qian is the first marriage, the identity is a princess, and Zhao Ya and Zhao Ni are more honorable than the remarried, so they must come first. she was.

Ito Cheng stopped and stepped forward to Zhao Qian’s closed palace door, and took a roll of red crepe from his arms and unfolded it. He read it loudly against the text above.