"What does it mean to be unruly?" Lu Youjing heard the veteran's frightened voice.
He was confused and confused.
Taoist priests are not serious, so how can they not follow the correct teachings and be disheveled?
It seems like this. The clothes that Lao Dao is wearing on his upper body now have several layers inside and outside. There is a neat round hole on the right shoulder, revealing the delicate white and delicate arms underneath.
The spear broke through the old way, and when he turned around, he was caught in the palm of the old servant's hand.
He flew to Lu Youjing's side in a few steps: "This veteran is a bit capable and a bit fierce."
"I can see it too." Lu Youjing responded calmly.
If you fire one shot, they will retreat to my side. If you fire a few more shots, everyone will arrive in Beixiang County.
Are all people in the martial arts world and masters like this when fighting against each other?
"Old slave, isn't that what you mean?"
"What does that mean?"
"Sir, what I mean is that this time my wife is invalid." The old servant tactfully persuaded his young master to run away.
"Daughter-in-law?" Lu Youjing was facing Lao Dao. From the corner of his eye, he saw a seductive figure walking towards Lao Dao.
"Uncle Wei! Your wife is here!"
"Why don't you have a wife? It's important to save your life! At this time, you still need a wife!"
The old servant said anxiously: "Sir, have you suddenly suffered from a brain attack?"
He had to quickly take his young master back to Prince Beixiang's residence.
"I'm not mentally ill," Lu Youjing responded with a puzzled look.
"Next time, I'll just look for a new one for the old slave. That little lady will probably never be with the old slave in this life! Master, don't be surprised, and don't feel sorry for the old slave."
The old servant's back was to the old Taoist, so he couldn't see the scene behind him, and he would have misunderstood his master.
He just wants to run away now.
Lu Youjing was facing the old man. The person he saw out of the corner of his eye was the daughter-in-law he told the old servant. As the figure in his eyes continued to move, he was now looking directly at her.
That seductive figure was obviously the beautiful woman whom Li Junchen called Qiao Aunt.
Aunt Qiao listened to Li Junchen's nonsense.
Of course she knew those words, and she most likely couldn't believe them, but the young master was willing to let her go and meet the old master for a while, so she naturally wouldn't refuse.
So at this moment, her eyes were filled with anger!
Aunt Qiao is asking for an explanation from others. In terms of posture, she cannot be pleasant!
What's your own business?
Others saw him as a woman with an angry look on her face, and it was difficult to say many things.
Auntie Qiao is also very good at this aspect and is not unfamiliar at all!
"Uncle Wei, I'm afraid that the fate between you and that little lady is not shallow at all, but deep! Do you two know each other before, and you are teasing your young master here?" Lu Youjing raised his head and glanced at the old servant. s face.
"Sir, what do you mean? Don't you know how much this old servant feels for you? There is no conscience in heaven and earth to hide anything!" The old servant cried out, but he had never seen this person before. This was absolutely the first time.
"Well, you'll understand when you turn around." Lu Youjing pointed.
"I'll understand when I turn around. What can I understand? Then the old servant is also loyal to the young master..." The old servant doesn't understand, but he just does what the young master wants. Anyway, as long as he is not letting himself Just go and fight that Taoist priest.
So what if I look at him a few times!
This veteran's eyesight is not as good as mine.
The old servant thought this in his heart, turned around and grinned at the old man!
"Hey, this figure looks a bit familiar!"
"That's your little lady." Lu Youjing reminded from the side.
"Hey, is it true?" The old servant said with a smile on his face.
Lu Youjing, master and servant, were still discussing why the young lady went to the old road.
At this time, the old Taoist looked at a woman walking towards him, with a murderous look on her face!
"Isn't this woman's murderous intent aimed at me?" The old Taoist had an ominous premonition in his heart!
That's how people are, they get whatever they want, but they can only say good things don't work, and bad things can't escape!
"Hey, female guest! Please stop."
The woman kept walking.
"Donoress! Stop."
The woman's pace gradually quickens!
"Girl! The old man is not close to women!" At this moment, the old man was anxious.
The women's steps overlapped.
This is so fast that ghosting appears!
"Didn't you read the almanac when you went out today? How come there are still women knocking on the door!" The old Taoist can only sigh, it is a good luck to go out to tell fortunes today, but now the situation is like this.
The old Taoist wanted to call out: "This thief is really good at lying to people."
Aunt Qiao had a frosty look on her face, this old man was indeed not a good person!
At this time, if you talk nonsense, you should be killed!
There was nothing in her hands, no weapons.
But looking at the heavy shadows of her footsteps beneath her, all her effort was spent on her legs.
Qiaoyi used a sharp kick to hit the old man in the face. Because she was wearing a more colorful dress, her whole figure was blooming like a delicate flower on the street!
"So turbulent!"
"Young lady is so fierce!"
"Nice legs."
"Good kicks."
The master and servant Lu Youjing were watching the excitement and screaming strangely!
The old Taoist didn't have time to appreciate this graceful figure. He just suffered the old servant's loss!
Although the woman she faced this time didn't have a weapon in her hand, she had a murderous look on her face, and she didn't look like she was joking.
The cautious old man did not try to force the woman's legs.
He concentrated on using his body skills.
There are two people in the field, you come and I do more than ten moves, one is a kick, the other is a punch.
For people to enjoy.
A series of bangs and bangs sounded in the air!
Neither of them were injured!
"Uncle Wei, you are such a fierce little lady!" Lu Youjing looked at the two people fighting on the field and joked to the old servant beside him.
"Hahaha! It's spicy and a bit tricky!" The old servant saw that the woman's kicking skills were really deadly, and her legs were really damn good-looking.
"I just don't know whether the old slave's gun is better or the little lady's legs! If I can't win, it won't be a good idea to take him home!"
The old servant thought carefully about it.
Lu Youjing shook his head slightly, pursed his lips angrily, and finally said: "In my opinion, Uncle Wei's gun is no match for the opponent's legs."
"Sir, how can you tell that this old slave's gun is no match for that woman's legs?" The old slave stared at the scene attentively.
"Uncle Wei retreated with one shot, and the woman had already used more than twenty moves. The difference between high and low is obvious!" Lu Youjing expressed his opinion.
The old servant heard what his young master said.
He said sincerely: "Young Master, when you encounter situations where you can choose your enemy in the future, I advise you to let others choose first."
Before Lu Youjing could ask, the old servant said firmly: "I'm afraid that the young master will be beaten to death accidentally."
"Are you the second son of King Beixiang?"
A crisp voice sounded from behind Lu Youjing!
It startled him!
"who?"
Lu Youjing turned around and asked subconsciously.
He looked at the person behind him, and a very beautiful face came into view, a little too beautiful. Li Junchen was covered in a bright red robe, and his hair was tied back with a red headband, which made him look even more delicate. .
"Are you a boy? Or a girl?" Li Junchen was in his teens, which was the critical moment for changing his voice and transformation. Because he was handsome, young, and wearing bright red clothes, his lips were red and his teeth were white. She looks like a girl now.
"Master, boy." The old servant replied confidently.
Li Junchen glanced at the old servant slightly, then turned around and said, "The servant is more discerning than the real master."
"Thank you for the compliment! This old servant is practicing with guns." The old servant didn't care about Li Junchen's sarcastic words about his young master, nor did he care about the unkind look on his face.
He likes good-looking people, and the younger he is, the more he likes them.
So he looked at Li Junchen with a kind face.
"Are you the second son of King Beixiang?" Li Junchen asked this time.
"I am the second son of King Beixiang." Lu Youjing said angrily, obviously not liking being called the second son.
Pooh! He didn't want to be called the second son of King Beixiang.
"Isn't that the second son?" Li Junchen said with certainty.
"You... I don't have the knowledge of a child." Lu Youjing pointed at Li Junchen's nose, a little annoyed.
You look like a child at first glance, can you still be like a child?
He decided to ignore this little brat. He must have known his identity and came here to curry favor with him. There were countless such people in Beixiang County, and the boy's words were not as nice as those trash from Beixiang County.
"Young master, he is indeed the second son of Prince Beixiang." The old servant stood aside with a smile. He opened his mouth to help his master and answered the question that he did not want to answer.
