"Damn bad woman …"
Zhao Cuo pursed his lips. He really didn’t want to be close to the Queen Mother Dayu. Tonight is definitely the last time!
He firmly believe that he can’t be fooled by that devil.
Then got up and stepped on the pink flame and fell to the shore and walked to the terrace.
"Drink!"
Qi is dancing a bronze sword with a cold light. Although he has a big belly, his skill is particularly flexible. Don’t say it’s quite decent. When he comes back, Zhao Cuo looks at his posture and tries to get his feelings back from his memory.
Sword dancing is a skill that can be called etiquette. Of course, Master Zhao Xiaogong has learned it.
He doesn’t think it’s a problem to fool people with his whole style.
Take your sister home as soon as this link is over.’
Zhao cuoxin andao
"Shout …"
Qi Taitai took a long breath and made a finishing move. He was ready to hand over the stage. He suddenly swept out of the corner of his eye to the handsome boy not far away, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"But master Zhao Xiaogong, the monster in the demon court, was defeated by the hunting in the frozen river?"
He shouted with a sword in his hand
"Zhao has seen Wang Taidian by mistake"
Zhao Cuo raised his hand politely to reciprocate, although it was somewhat puzzling.
"The temple fencing is not good. Can you ask the young master to give you some advice?"
Although Mrs. Qi’s mouth is modest and cautious, her juryman face is high-spirited, and anyone can see that he is proud
"If you are dissatisfied with the small public temple, you will take the initiative to plead with your father and go to Beijing, and please give me your advice."
"A scholar is too ignorant to compare the temple with the sword."
Zhao Cuo politely refused. For the imperial court and the seven vassal kings, the king of Qi, who is too capital, is absolutely the least touching. Maybe it’s nothing, but if he dies in Beijing, the king of Qi will definitely have to "go to Beijing to be a diligent king."
"Does the little grandfather look down on the temple?"
Qi Taitai immediately sank his face when he heard his words. As soon as Zhao made a mistake, he knew that this fellow was a reckless generation, but when it comes to this level, it is not appropriate for him to refuse again.
"I wonder if the empress would like to see me compete with the sword?"
Zhao Xiaogong asked the devil in his heart that he would not let him jump into the pit of fire.
"quasi"
The second volume dust change
Chapter one hundred and thirty Qi King Taiqiu
After all, I paid it wrong …’
Zhao cuo listened to the devil wears Prada without hesitation, but it’s not surprising. But it’s what he expected. Since it’s the queen mother who asked him, it’s not because it’s an order to hit people without killing them
"It’s better to be respectful than respectful."
He smiled and handed over, and then a graceful figure got up and left the stage. This natural and unrestrained gesture immediately attracted several girls who were not reserved and exclaimed that many little women were also red in the face.
It’s not that I want to be handsome.’
Zhao Xiaogong smiled and looked at the other side, and his face became slightly stiff. Qi Guotai was smelted by the pure love method and burning method. The love method is purely a freak charm, which is directly a passive skill.
"Sister Zhao, your little grandfather is really handsome."
A slim woman by Zhao Shangxin ear novel way
"This guy just likes to show off."
Miss Zhao looked at Taiwan’s younger brother with a hint of melancholy in her eyes. What is it that her baby always provokes outsiders to admire? Can’t this bad thing be low-key?
"Please don’t hesitate to teach me!"
Qi Taitai crooned a long sword at Zhao Cuo.
"please"
Zhao picked up the sword by mistake and posed as a hand gesture. He could see that this Wang Taidian martial arts master had the first place, but compared with the sword, he was not afraid of fighting. It was because both sides had abundant martial arts that they had this extraordinary power to compete.
This shows that Qi Guotai is not a fool.
He is too confident in his fencing.
Today, I’ll let the congenital monks add three methods to tell you what it means to drop ten benefits with one hand.’
Uncle Zhao Xiaogong doesn’t mind releasing water, but if he loses, the bad woman will definitely be unhappy, but she will win.
"Look at the sword!"
Qi Taitai stabbed the past with a sword with a sharp look. This kind of direct attack, Zhao Cuo’s sword was easily resolved when he picked it, and then the performance seemed to be colorful with him.
In Zhao’s wrong eyes, the opponent’s speed is as slow as that of a tortoise, and his strength is not enough to shake the sword in his hand. The only trouble is that this guy can really fencing.
Of course, if he wants to win, he just needs to get rid of the weapon.
It’ll be over in half an hour’
Zhao’s wrong heart andao is that Qi is too aggressive, but he won’t embarrass others because of this little thing, so he should try his best to win the competition by luck. The opponent is so close to winning.
Grandpa Zhao Xiaogong’s desire to start moving has also turned into a beautiful posture and tried his best to cooperate with the performance
However, with the strength of thinking, he remained on high alert.
"Grandpa Zhao Xiao is really quick!"
The terrace dignitaries are whispering, especially some little girls can’t move their eyes when they look at Zhao.
"This also said? If the frozen river contract has not been torn up by the demon court, the young master should be awarded the championship! "
"Especially that waist is really strong!"
"What are you looking at, Xiao Ni?"
King Qi became more and more ugly, and the speed of wielding the sword gradually increased, showing a fierce look. Repeated attempts to fly Zhao’s wrong sword failed.
"Almost …"
Zhao Xiaogong’s face suddenly changed when he was preparing to make it too beautiful to lose.