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Chapter 151: Failed to pretend to be dead(1/2)

"Will it be bad to look at them like this?" The middle-aged man frowned and said, looking at the melee below.

Although he understood the thoughts of the heroes in his homeland, he was in other people's place after all, so it was not good to make such a noisy thing.

The old man with white eyebrows next to him did give different opinions:

"What's wrong with this? Didn't you say it too? The young people are making a fuss, and I've set up a formation when they start fighting."

"I will protect these things."

"You see, Shui Rou is not worried. Her disciples are at the center of this time."

At the end, the old man looked at Shui Rou, who was gracefully eating the secret spirit melon while watching the melee.

Swallowed the melon meat in his mouth, Shui Rou responded: "Old Chen is right."

"And the grudges and love between these younger generations are quite interesting..."

The old man with white eyebrows smiled and smiled.

The disciples below made him recall his youth.

He is angry and beats the crown to be beautiful...

Miss it.

But I hope Hua Yatou won’t be too angry later.

But it’s impossible to think about it, after all, a group fight at the banquet...

Interesting and interesting.

I just don’t know who the junior brother they mentioned is...

The distance between them was also covered by the halo of ancient Qingfeng. They did not notice the ancient Qingfeng on the corner in detail.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"So that's it, so that's it..."

"You can still do this. After learning, you will do this to Sister Guang..."

On the corner, Gu Qingfeng looked at Xiao Minglian who was muttering to himself while painting.

From time to time, I even spoke a few words.

Although Xiao Minglian's painting skills are very good, he is very good.

After all, the dreams he experienced must master this aspect of painting.

As for the idea of ​​stopping them, there was one at first, but now it is gone.

It's like playing basketball.

When the basketball gets stuck on the basket, you throw your shoes on and try to knock it off.

When the first shoe is thrown and stuck, you will throw it again, the second shoe will still change its flavor when the third shoe is turned.

You found new fun...

In Gu Qingfeng's opinion, this is the situation now.

Maybe these people really wanted to fight at the beginning, but as they hit, they might feel the meaning...

Although the origin of this battle has such a relationship with him.

But he would never admit that it would be his reason for the tying like this.

The old people are still watching here. If they want to stop them, they can do it with just one thought.

Now that he looks like this, he obviously wants to continue watching, so why bother?

Therefore, he would rather teach children to draw here.

The shouts continued, and the screams continued.

Some people are constantly making one trick after another.

Every newcomer was stunned when he saw this scene, and the younger generation joined the battlefield. After all, there are only so many young people in the mansion, so it is natural to know them.

The older generation went to watch the battle and looked carefully.

About half a moment later, a maid came with a peerless beauty.

She is tall, with light steps, and her eyebrows and eyes are flowing, and she feels a light and agility, which makes people feel good about her.

She is the flower fairy.

But at this moment, she frowned: "What are you doing? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

The sound is not loud, but surprisingly loud.

At this moment, the many children who were taking action trembled all over and stopped.

Looking outside the door, hesitated, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

This look seemed like a fight and was scolded by the teacher.

"If you are really dissatisfied, you can leave."

Everyone lowered their heads and lowered their heads.

As a guest, such a thing happened in the host's home.

It’s not a big deal for people to get angry, but these people are too annoying.

"Huaba, don't blame me anymore. Just treat it as a small show at the beginning of the banquet. Watch it, the things are not broken..."

At this time, the old man with white eyebrows suddenly appeared next to the fairy flower and spoke with a smile.

The wrinkled face looks particularly kind.

"You are really, Mr. Chen, alas..."

Fairy Hua wanted to say something, but finally sighed and turned her head to look at everyone: "Tell me, who is the one who takes the lead."

It was very tacit, and the children of the three major prefectures all walked towards the edge.

The six daughters of Luo Ling'er were left in the middle.

They knew that it would be useless even if they forced to mess things up. After all, there were many children from Baihua Valley here just now.

I guess I know the beginning and end of the matter.

Come here now, just punish.

"It's your good things you did?" asked Hua Xianzi.

Several people didn't speak.

To a certain extent, it was indeed caused by them, and it can be regarded as the mastermind.

"If you don't speak, you're accusation, so the next thing you're going to do is to deal with you."

"Senior Hua Xian, although they were the first ones, we also had faults..."

"yes……"

"When you are in trouble..."

...

At this time, a series of responses sounded, and Fairy Flower frowned and turned her head.

"Shut up, have I ever said I'll let you go?"

Everyone: "..."

After saying that, Fairy Flower turned around:

"Since Mr. Chen said that this is a show, then you can go to the show before the banquet again to compensate."

"However, it must be to satisfy the people, otherwise I will pursue it again."

After the words came to an end, the field was silent.

The brothers from the three palaces all swallowed a mouthful of saliva and performed the show. If they were dancing, wouldn't that be...

"As for you, the dishes have been reduced by 30%. " Fairy Flower turned her head and said.

A wailing sound suddenly sounded below.

Suddenly, a voice stood out and attracted everyone's attention:

"I thought about it for a moment, it's not right. Shouldn't the culprit be that "junior brother"?"

"Yes, think about it carefully, it's true that he started fighting."

"Damn, what are you saying? Do you still want to see it?"

...

Many words suddenly rose, and Fairy Flower frowned:

"I do things fairly and clearly. Let me tell you, who is the junior brother? He can replace you as a show."
To be continued...
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