"I’ll bet with you. I also think Mumiao will be better than Qin Yu. I believe you this time."
Liu Lan, the sworn enemy of Wu Shen, has also supported Xiong Xiang for the first time this time.
"It seems to me that Mu Miao’s child is really good. Qin Yu’s child can also be. But if this gamble is true, Tian Jie’s old woman also recognizes that Wu Shen’s walls can win more. Hahaha, I remember that our workshop has not been so lively for a long time. Why don’t we take this opportunity to have a good crazy time? This time, let’s make a bet on the duel between two children. If Mu Miao wins, I’ll be drunk and brew pavilion, firm but gentle pavilion, Wu Shen Yuan and Pu Pavilion for one year, and if the child taught by the candlestick wins, then let’s work in Xiaoyao Pavilion for one year according to Tian Jie’s words. What if the three of you share the work in Xiaoyao Pavilion for one year? Let’s talk about it first. This time, I’m an old man here with you! "
Yang Xin, the owner of the drunken brewing pavilion, tried to lift a few old guys again.
That drunken Buddha is a royal wine, and that’s not a fairy tale that can be compared. Every year, Zhujian Villa pays a few jars of drunken Buddha to Emperor Longhuan, and this time Yang Xin was so generous. This gamble is willing to take out a year’s storage, which shows how confident she is at the moment.
"Mom gambled that I also pressed the bear’s second child!"
Yang Xin the words sound just fell MuXuan and eager to roar loud.
Chapter one hundred and fourteen No refund
A year of drunkenness and drunkenness should be enough to make these old guys in Zhujian Villa crazy. If there is anything in this world that can instantly catch these old guys’ hearts and hook their souls, it is estimated that this man is beautiful and carefree in the Jianghu except for the 24 monty magic soldiers left behind by the illusory and ethereal ancient times. If you ask questions carefully in this carefree Jianghu, it is estimated that these people will all answer the four words "drunkenness and drunkenness"
The drunken Buddha is as good as its name. It is fragrant. Even the gods and buddhas want to get drunk. It is conceivable that it is so tempting and intoxicating. People who talk about its name alone are already drunk for the most part, while those who have left half of their energy are wandering around. This drunken edge makes people not only addicted to this feeling of gradual sinking of the soul, but also crazy for these old dishes.
I’m afraid Mu Miao and Qin Yu never dared to imagine that they had already become other people’s gambling games and raised things to become other people’s gambling chess.
"Mu Miao!"
MuMiao face Qin Yu slowly bent over his hands to yi has respect.
"Qin Yu!"
Qin Yu Mu Miao also made the same gesture, but simply moving them gave outsiders a completely different feeling.
"Watch out, cousin."
Mu Miao said Qin Yu quickly straightened up and then locked his eyes firmly on his body. His eyes were like sharp knives, like catching cheetahs in the middle of the night, like hunting hunters, more like desperate resistance to prey.
Mu Miao’s eyes are full of provocation, firmness and recognition.
At the moment, Mu Miao is far from being as relaxed and comfortable as the previous competitions. At this moment, he is gradually adjusting his body shape and finally keeping himself looking straight at Qin Yuran’s back with an arrow lunge, but trying to stretch out his left fist tentatively along his shoulder and stop at the international stage. His right fist is blunt and shoulder-to-shoulder, and he is stuck near his right cheekbone. His neck is slightly low and his eyes don’t move.
Qin Yu, on the other hand, saw him squint his eyes for a few times, only a few steps away from him. Mu Miao then thought for a while alone, and then he slowly walked to the old woman in front of him in his confused eyes. Then he respectfully said a few words in her ear after seeing the old woman nod and agree, and then he trotted on the edge of the pile and suddenly pulled out a soft stick.
A stick is just like a gun without a spear, and the marksmanship is just as good as a stick.
See Qin Yu will weigh this soft stick back and forth in his hand, and then quickly dance around himself for a few weeks before he nodded his head and walked to Mumiao again.
"I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. I think I should introduce myself to Qin Yu, a contestant in Xihou Prefecture."
Qin Yu said, "I saw him suddenly explore the axis of the whole person’s left body one step ahead, and stand with a soft stick in his right hand, so that the stick can lean out in the direction of leaning backward along his body, while his left hand slowly turns into a palm shape and is placed slightly away from his nose and mouth along his other side, about three inches away. Mu Miao slowly adjusts his breathing rhythm with his eyes locked.
"good!"
A heart-rending roar saw Mu Miao’s right leg thrust suddenly, and the whole person was like a shell in the direction of Qin Yu, while his right fist had already gradually become white in the whole process.
White Snowy Road entered the morning temple, and a withered plum should be frosted.
Mu Miao’s trick is the first step in the snow, Xun Mei.
See MuMiao suddenly leaned out of his right fist. A strong Gangfeng mixed with frost and cold suddenly struck Qin Yu alongside of.seem. This Gangfeng was mixed with a little bit of cold. Before Qin Yu punched it, he felt that his hair had been blown by the violent Gangfeng towards the back of his head. The sun was whistling. MuMiao’s fist strength was like a sharp blade stabbing the opposite door.
"Mu Miao, is this your true strength?"