The scholar stared straight at a flash of white, his head was buzzing, and he forgot all his words.
Copy this address to browse Chen Er sat in the carriage and looked at the beautiful young woman, swallowing his saliva, "Strong."
The big yellow horse also stared at the beautiful young woman, and his body shook unconsciously, "You can compete with my big flower."
"You ugly bitch, you cuckolded me in front of me, I will chop up this scholar."
The black-faced man saw the beautiful young woman and the scholar together and became furious.
As he spoke, a burst of sword intent came from the hand of the big man with the black face.
The short sword in his hand appeared with a golden phantom, as if the short sword had grown countless times.
The big man was holding a short sword, but it gave people the impression that he was holding a short sword.
Holding a machete.
The big man with a black face struck the scholar, and the strike was between the scholar and the beautiful young woman.
The scholar and the beautiful young woman hurriedly retreated and separated, but they were still almost blown by the wind of the knife. .
"You idiot, you want to kill me."
The young woman pulled down her clothes, patted her chest with lingering fear, pointed at the big black-faced man and cursed loudly.
The big man's face turned darker, and without looking at the young woman, he slashed at the scholar three times in a row.
The wind of the knife roared, and each slash seemed to split the heaven and earth, and tear the space in front of the scholar.
"A gentleman speaks but does not use his hands.
He speaks but does not use his hands."
The scholar looked at the old book in his hand and stepped back.
He seemed nervous and panicked, but a ray of light emanated from the book, blocking the black face's sword intention.
"You're a pretty boy, you know how to seduce other people's wives with some sour words.
If I don't chop you into eight pieces today, you are the son of a bitch."
The big black-faced man yelled, and the knife chopped faster and faster.
Lin Feng looked at the three people and was speechless.
Chen Er twisted his head and laughed innocently.
The big yellow horse snorted and looked at the big black-faced man with contempt, "Brother, you are already a bastard."
The wind of the knife became stronger and stronger, and the scholar's expression gradually became serious.
The old book he was holding was no longer rolled up, but had been unfolded.
The pages moved automatically without wind, and light continued to overflow from the book, transforming into various objects to resist the attack of the big black-faced man. .
The beautiful young woman was not anxious at all when she saw her husband fighting with the scholar.
Instead, her face showed a look of joy.
It seemed that having a man fight for her was something to be proud of.
She smoothed the broken hair in front of her forehead and walked to the roadside to lean on Beside a tree, she watched quietly two men fighting for her.
Lin Feng was speechless about the fight between the three of them.
They were fighting in the official road and didn't care whether the passers-by could leave.
Chen Er liked to watch the commotion even more.
Seeing that he couldn't get past, he simply stopped the carriage on the roadside. , no longer in a hurry.
Lin Feng was bored in the car and got out of the car with Qing Er.
He knew that it was hard to break up a fight between husband and wife like this, so he had to wait for the black-faced man and the scholar to decide the winner.
The big black-faced man slashed with the sword fiercely, cursing while slashing, "You are a useless scholar.
You are a pretty boy.
Besides being able to please women, what else can you do?
I will chop you today to see if you can seduce women in the future."
The knife rotated, blowing up whirlwinds, flying sand and rocks for a while, surrounding the scholar.
The scholar held the book with both hands and turned the pages, "Everything is inferior but reading is high.
How can you blaspheme those who read.
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The fact with your wife is a misunderstanding, please don't be impulsive."
The pages of the book surged with majestic momentum, transforming into mountains, courtyards, and turbulent rivers, constantly resisting the shadow of the big black-faced knife.
"Hey, dead scholar.
I like you, what a misunderstanding, I like you, I don't care, what are you afraid of?"
The beautiful young woman shouted loudly, and immediately doused the fire again.
"You've heard it all, what else is there to say?"
The big black-faced man glared angrily, and the sword was as tight as a knife, specializing in the lower three paths.
"A gentleman only cares about etiquette, a gentleman only cares about etiquette."
The scholar expressed his sorrow.
"You shameless scholar, I will chop you up," the black-faced man roared.
"Rude, really rude.
A gentleman is polite.
Don't do anything."
The scholar was so angry that he could hardly say anything.
"I don't care if you are polite or not, I will chop you."
The big black-faced man chopped with all his strength.
The book was so angry that I was speechless.
The beautiful young woman pursed her lips with her right hand and giggled, "Smelly scholar, when you are with me, you don't care about etiquette."
"Oh, my life is almost gone.
Stop talking."
The scholar shouted while resisting the black face's attack.
"Haha, I don't care, stinky scholar, if you can't defeat him, don't even think about touching me."
The beautiful young woman giggled.
Chen Er swallowed his saliva and felt a little hot.
The big yellow horse trembled, thinking of the big flower for some reason.
Qing Ru's face felt a little hot, and she leaned closer to Lin Feng unconsciously.
Lin Feng stared at the big black-faced man and the scholar without saying a word.
The knife of the big black-faced man was a pig-killing knife, but the shadow of the knife was like a mountain, making the whole air much thicker, and the scholar was surrounded by a violent aura.
The scholar's book is a very old book, but the scholar's business is vigorous, and he inadvertently scolds Fang Qiu, turning the vast world into his sleeves, dissolving the tyranny invisible.
The beautiful young woman was always optimistic when watching the fight between the scholar and the big black-faced man.
She teased and smiled from time to time, just like adding fuel to the fire, constantly inciting the atmosphere of the scene, and the air was filled with an air of dissoluteness.
The big black guy was attacking fiercely with his sword, pressing forward step by step.
Scholars are flexible and can fight and retreat.
"Scholar, if you have the guts, don't back down."
The big black-faced man cursed angrily and struck hard.
"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."
The scholar's book turned over the pages, and a golden light came out of the book.
This light turned into a tall building, and the scholar stood safe and sound inside the building.
"In such a big house, don't you want to hide your beauty in the golden house?"
The beautiful young woman lifted her skirt and had slender legs.
"Don't look at anything that's inappropriate, don't look at anything that's inappropriate."
The scholar shook his head, but for some reason, his hand stopped and the gap was revealed.
The dark-faced man's eyes lit up.
When he saw the scholar's gap, he shouted loudly.
The shadow of the knife suddenly doubled in size and struck at the scholar's chest.
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The scholar was shocked, his momentum stopped, and he had no time to turn over the book.
He closed his hands and directly blocked the book in front of his chest.
"Bang" the knife struck the old book, making a dull and loud sound, and countless dust rose up from the scholar's chest.
The scholar screamed when he was hit by the knife shadow.
The huge impact made him retreat quickly, and his feet plowed a deep groove in the ground.
The black face gained the upper hand, his eyes shone brightly, the power of the sword did not weaken, and he pressed forward quickly, not giving the scholar any chance to breathe.
The scholar's back was facing Chen Er's carriage, and he was retreating in the direction of Lin Feng and the others.
On the way, the big black-faced man saw another opportunity and kicked the scholar in the chest.
The scholar spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and his body rose into the air and fell towards Chen Er's carriage. aa2705221: