I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

Everyone told their age and rearranged their seats.Wan Qi's face is tender, I thought she was the same age as Xiaolu's sister, but I didn't expect her to be a few years older than Qin Zhan, so I still pushed her to take the seat.For all reason, I have to join the conversation now, but there is a voice in my head that is so loud that I can't hear the sounds around me clearly.

This Wan Gongzi was born clean and charming, light and graceful.Even if the story I'm wearing suddenly becomes a domestic series, and I'm so stupid that I can't see a woman disguised as a man without flipping off the hat, this uncle hasn't pretended to be a man at all.Not to mention men's clothing, the mouth is painted with vermilion, the fragrance is rich, and there is a not-so-light makeup.

I have an eight-part chorus in my head:

All the martial arts people of the Great Han Dynasty!You are blind! !

After talking about the cold and warm, the three of them returned to the topic again. They were talking about Fanqiu's breakout, and they don't know which link caused the laughter just now.

Wan Qi turned to me with the fragrant wind in his arms: "I heard that brother Qin is invincible. Although Wan is far away in Linhai, his heart is shaken. Today, I can see you. He really is a hero! Somebody brought a few old things here, just to find a home for them."

I hurriedly said: "Wan...brother Miao Zan, how can I deserve it!" Just now Shen Shi patted Xu Liuma slightly, and yelled "Brother Wen Zheng" one after another, so I could only call this girl Brother without conscience.

Wan Qi smiled slightly, and the entourage standing in the corridor hurried away immediately.After a while, he brought back a large wooden box, removed the boards, and took out a pair of large porcelain vases from the solid dry straw.

Send flower baskets for opening, and send wreaths for funerals.But we are rebelling, and we are not moving to a new house. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for her to come all the way to deliver vases?

The two attendants presented the vase to Wan Qigong, with a long neck and protruding belly, and golden colored flowers, it was very beautiful.

I leaned out slightly to have a look, and was about to boast that the peonies on the belly of the bottle are really rich, but I saw the wide-sleeved and black clouds rushing away.I don't know if it's because her internal energy is as pure as a servant, or if she is holding a brick in her sleeve, with a bang, colorful brocades are scattered, and the porcelain vase is scattered into thousands of pieces.

An object fell from the broken porcelain and pierced into the large square bricks on the hall.

Wan Qi smiled and said: "This is Brother Qin's thing." The embroidered shoes lifted the slender foot, the thing jumped up to the chest, she rolled up her sleeves a little, and sent the thing towards me together with a few stalks of dry grass.

I hurriedly picked it up and picked it up, but I didn't expect this thing to run out of power when it reached me, and it fell flat, as if standing in front of me and handing it to me, which is a solid throwing skill.

When the thing fell into my palm, I was even more startled—it was cold and weighed more than twenty catties. When I turned my wrist, it turned out to be a halberd head.

Wan Qi smashed the remaining porcelain bottle, and two spear points fell out from it.A follower broke the wooden poles that carried the box. The wooden poles were all hollow, and there were snow-white steel rods hidden in one, and a piece of wood hidden in the other, but it was as black as black jade.

She also threw the fine steel halberd shaft to me, I pushed the halberd head in and fastened it tightly, half a turn of the horizontal wheel, I couldn't help saying hello.

When I read the four great classics when I was a child, the deepest impression on Ji was not Lu Bu, but Lu Fang Guosheng in Water Margin.On the halberds of these two people, there are leopard tails and five-color flags with unknown uses, which are always entangled, and they are trapped to death.It's like this when they hit each other, and it's still like this when they hit others together, it's very embarrassing.So much so that I always feel that the weapon exudes a faint aura of duress.When Military Master Zeng brought a pair of long halberds to me and looked at me eagerly, I actually refused in my heart.Besides, the spearmen have been lucky since ancient times. If I have a choice, I actually want to be a Saber.

But the halberd in his hand is not the same as Fang Tian's painted halberd I've seen on TV as a guard of honor.

The design style of Wanhua City is as minimal as that of an apple.This white halberd has no half-star flower decoration, the tip of the halberd is shaped like a broad leek, and the ears are thin like ice wheels.I flattened the halberd, weighed the center of gravity, and moved it to my cheeks to see. The shaft, ear, and tip of the halberd were straight and straight, and finally shrank into a flashing cold light.Skimming over the blade of the halberd, even the eyes were cut with pain.

At the end of the cold light was Shen Shiwei.

This guy was holding the black gun that he had just acquired, and was pointing at the barrel of the gun for Wan Qi to see, not to mention laughing profusely.

Although it was far away, I tried my best to squint my eyes, and I could still see a line of small characters engraved in the middle of the ebony pole.

Could it be that he carved a "Ruyi Golden Cudgel, weighing [-] catties".

The two of them leaned together, as if they were reading "The West Chamber" instead of the barrel of a gun.

A beautiful face can fight and talk, and a pan donkey Deng Xiaoxian is full of five poisons.

I was anxious for a while, and blurted out: "Junior Brother Shen!"

This voice was a bit too loud, not only did Shen Zhiwei and Wan Qi raise their heads together, but even sister Xiaolu and Senior Brother Huang also turned their faces away.Only Xiang Qu was still holding his butt, staring at the door eagerly, waiting for the attendant to carry the second box.

There was silence.

Everyone is waiting for what I have to say.

Don't say they don't know, I don't even know what I'm going to say.

The white halberd in his hand is heavy and chilly, quite convenient.

I said: "...the Myriad Transformation Divine Weapon is rare, how about... let's try it?"

Wanqi's eyebrows of willow leaves are clustered with flower tines and bent together, as if the wind gently moves the flower branches.She clapped her palms and said, "Very good! Liu Xu transforms back to control a hundred soldiers, Wan has long wanted to open his eyes!"

Shen Shiwei also smiled, and said to her: "Since Brother Wenzheng bestows soldiers, then I will make a fool of myself today."

"La" your sister "la", it's not a light novel!

I went down to the courtyard first, and after waiting for a while, Shen Zhiwei came slowly.

This guy has a closet of gay purple, the purple he is wearing today is thin, like a hydrangea blooming lazily, it makes his eyebrows more intense and his iron spear hard and cold.

He stood still three feet away from me, with his waist and hips slightly sunk, his spear on his back, his left hand outstretched, and he spat out a respectful gesture.

Wan Qi's saying that Huahui can control hundreds of soldiers is not all polite.

Although the six emptiness-returning exercises use punches and kicks as routines, the principle is the technique of "biochemical return", which emphasizes punching power and not using moves.

In an ideal realm, the heirs of the Liuxu know everything, fists and feet are flesh-and-blood weapons, weapons are extended limbs, and there is no qualitative difference between folding stools or Frostmourne.

Regardless of Shen Xiaoxuan and Qin Heng, although Shen Zhiwei is a master, he is not yet a figure at the hall level of his sect, and the rest of them need a good soldier when they go into battle.Wan Qi's gift is really a pillow for a sleepy person.But Liuxumen does not have a Changbing operating system. I don’t know about others. I am free to play by turning back my strength and following the heart-to-heart route.

But now it is clear what route Shen Shiwei took.

Judging by his posture, this guy has specially trained with guns.

I also thought about learning the tactics of long soldiers, but firstly, there was no suitable technique, and secondly, I was so busy leading this experimental class that my heels hit the back of my head, so I just thought about it.But Shen Zhiwei's time flow is slower than ordinary people, there are 48 hours in a day, I don't know when he put into reality what I just thought about.

In my heart, I was evaluating how badly this fight was lost, and I didn't move for a long time.Shen Zhiwei was not in a hurry, and spread his left hand modestly and calmly.

It's just that where everyone in the hall couldn't see clearly, the knuckles of his flat finger moved slightly and hooked me.

Bitch, you're provoking me, right?

I raised my halberd and fisted indiscriminately, just waiting to fight him desperately.Before he could make a move, someone turned around behind the screen wall.

Where I can't go, I walk straight and straight between the circles we put in place.

There are a few old trees in the courtyard, and it’s true that it’s not very open, but it’s not that there’s no place to cross the road. Even if there is no place, he should wait for us to finish hunting.This move was extremely rude, and I saw that Shen Shiwei's face changed slightly, but after a while, he smiled kindly, put away his gun, and stood still leisurely.

Besides Mu Lantian, who else could be so disrespectful to Shen Shiwei?

Mu Lantian saluted both of us sternly, walked to the eaves, but did not enter the door, and bowed to Wan Qi from a distance.

Wan Qi got out of his seat early to greet him, and laughed loudly: "Why did you arrive now? If it's a little later, I won't give you the good things this time."

Mu Lantian said: "I also beg Brother Wen Zheng to forgive me."

Wan Qi said: "I don't have wine in hand, what am I going to use to make amends? I'll let you have a good drink later."

Mu Lantian was still clasping his hands outside the threshold: "Lantian has something to ask all senior brothers at the moment, and the wine debt owed to Brother Wenzheng will be repaid ten times in three days."

This is to try so hard to offend others, but also to tear down the stage.

Wicked people have their own grind, I propped my halberd on the ground and gloated at Shen Shiwei.

Shen Zhiwei didn't speak or move, neither looked at me nor Mu Lantian, and looked at the couplet in front of the hall with a smile.

Seeing that Wan Qi was also a little bit choked, Senior Brother Huang finally stood up: "Junior Brother Mu, a distinguished guest is coming from far away, what are you doing?"

Mu Lantian still didn't let go of this long salute, but turned around after hearing the sound, which was quite convenient.He turned to Senior Brother Huang Er and said: "Lan Tian is reckless, but the teacher's order is hard to disobey, and he is waiting for punishment, how dare he be in the same room with the distinguished guests?"

Second Senior Brother Huang smirked and said, "Junior Brother Mu is joking, why should he be punished?"

Mu Lantian said flatly: "Of course there is a fault, so there is a punishment. Lan Tian also hopes that senior brother will be the master, teach Lan Tian and senior brother Xiang to receive the punishment together."

clatter.When Xiang Qu jumped up, he overturned the pear wood chair that was as heavy as pig iron, and he shouted, "Mu Laoba! You're coming for me, right?"

Mu Lantian ignored him, and only turned to us: "Please, brothers, come with me to visit Senior Brother Huang."

Huang Er is in charge of foreign affairs and reception, and Huang Da is in charge of military and political rewards and punishments.

During this period of time, Senior Brother Huang's name can stop children crying at night, so why did the teacher run away to the political and educational office without calling him?

Xiang Qu rolled up his sleeves, and approached Mu Lantian: "You think I'm afraid of senior brother? You fucking..."

Shen Zhiwei finally finished reading the couplet.

He called out with a bit of reproach: "A Qu!" He smiled apologetically at Wan Qi: "The honored guest is here, so you said you were going to leave? Why are you so rude! If you have anything to do, let's talk later. "

Xiang Qu jumped and said, "This is Mu Laoba who is going crazy, why are you blaming me?!"

Mu Lantian didn't refute, but said again: "I also beg Brother Wen Zheng to forgive me!"

Until the call came in, the two of them didn't take a good look at each other, but now their eyes converged on Wan Qi's face.

The flower branch on Wan Qi's face moved slightly again.

She suddenly called softly: "Sister of the Ying family."

Ying Xiaolu was puzzled, when called by her, she said blankly, "Yes?"

Wan Qi walked around the crowd, walked up to the third lady, smiled and said: "When Wan came, I didn't know that the girl from the Ying family was also visiting Qihe, and all of them were coarse things used by men. I’m ashamed. There are a few gadgets made by Wan that are pretty delicate, I wonder if the girl from the Ying family would be willing to take a look at them?” He gently took Ying Xiaolu’s hand as he spoke.

Ying Xiaolu still didn't understand, she grabbed her hand, blushed inexplicably, and said in a daze, "Okay."

Only then did Wan Qi turn to the people in the hall, and bowed down with a smile: "Wan is being rude, I will go with Miss San for a while, and I will talk to you all when I return."

As he spoke, he took Ying Xiaolu by the hand, led the entourage, and left.

I could not help but sneer when I saw her robes and hair fluttering gracefully.

Both Shen Zhiwei and Mu Lantian were waiting for Wan Qi to speak, but Wan Qi didn't want to offend or help anyone, so he simply left.She was using Miss San to escape, and she was also helping Ying Xiaolu, who was also an outsider, step down.

Heroes in this world are as slippery as fried ghosts. I don't know what it's like to be an official?

Once Wan Qi left, the smell of gunpowder could no longer be concealed.

Huang Er slapped the armrest of a chair violently.Xiang Qu usually knows how to look at Shen Shiwei's eyes, but now he just jumps violently: "Go, go see senior brother! Mu Laoba, I'm afraid it's your son!" Shen Shiwei sighed and shook his head. The smile hadn't disappeared, but the corners of his eyes Leaving it down slightly, a drop of sarcasm dripped from the corner of his lips.

The hero Mu Lantian didn't move, with a blank expression on his face, he bent down and made a "please" gesture.

But it framed me too.