Chapter 209

When the black cloth of the seven dead men was uncovered, they were all disciples of the green bee sect. Lin baocong kicked their corpses and couldn't help cursing: "Mom! It's really looking for shit

Duanmu canglan said to Linghu huori: "I saved you. How about that? Thank you, right? How can I thank Prince Ben? "

"Go away!" Linghu huori didn't even dump him.

Duanmu canglan said with a smile: "in three days, you will be the prince's person. Speak politely. If you want to go away, the prince will accompany you! In the future, there will be opportunities for us to get out. "

Lin baocong and Zhang Liangyu clenched their fists and wanted to help their son beat others. However, they looked at each other, but they felt at a loss.

To be honest, they have doubted whether their childe has broken his sleeve before. Young master is sixteen or seven years old, but he never goes to brothel, and he is not a good girl.

Just because he was weak, he always looked like a weak Liu Fufeng. When the wind blows, he will fall down. Therefore, Linghu general never mentioned his marriage to Linghu huori.

Now it's all right! I can't even mention it! I'm going to get married like the first lady in three days! What's the situation when you meet this strange Prince Duanmu? Their childe is always polite. How can he become so hot?

Is this the eldest son of their family who "strangers are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world"? Everyone says that the ninth master, who is known as "the most beautiful man in the world", has become coarser when he sees the prince Duanmu?!

The two little followers, unconsciously, retreated and retreated. Did they think they were going to say something? Do they want to listen? I'm so embarrassed!

At this time, however, Linghu huori suddenly looked at Prince Duanmu's leg and asked, "is your leg healed?"

Prince Duanmu was very surprised. He jumped with his machete, thinking that Linghu huori suddenly cared about him: "well, what is that little injury? It's not in the way. Do you care about me? "

Make fox fire day "Shua!" He opened the paper fan and said: "dream! I'm asking you, if your leg is healed, I'll finish with you here today! "

"End? What's the end of it? " Prince Duanmu, with a machete in his hand, asked with a smile.

"Fight to the death! You die! I live Linghu huori gnashes his teeth and points at him with a paper fan!

"Ha ha! This is not going to work! We live and die together. We can't fight each other. But if you have to fight, that's OK, but you have to change the meaning

"Fart! I'm waiting to kill you! " Make fox fire day think, even if can't kill him, that also have to beat him, bubble bubble bubble him! If dad didn't show up last time, he would have made him suffer.

"Well! I can compete with you. But if I win, you will be willing to wear women's clothes on my flower bridge in three days, how about that? "

"What if I win? Can you go to the emperor and ask for someone else to make peace with? "

Linghu huori is a living horse doctor. Losing is just wearing women's clothes on the flower bridge! Is there any difference in what he is wearing now?

"Good! If you win, the prince will let you go and ask the emperor to elect a new princess to make peace with you. " Duanmu canglan is very confident, he thinks he won't lose at all.

It's Linghu huori. No matter how good his martial arts are, he has just been practicing. In the face of Duanmu, he has heard from his sister that he has good martial arts. So, if you compete with him, he has to be careful.

He thought about it and said, "since we don't intend to decide life and death, it's more interesting than that."

"Fire day, what's interesting?" When Prince Duanmu called "fire day", it was very ambiguous.

Although Linghu huori was very angry, he couldn't help but let him cry. He endured the fire and said: "two wins in three sets! In the first event, we will hunt ten birds. The winner will be the one who hunts enough birds first. Do you agree? "

The reason why Linghu huori proposed this event is that he is best at the paper fan spring in his hand. It's almost a hundred shots to shoot a bird on the tree with a flick of a button.

"Agreed!" Duanmu a listen, strange smile, readily agreed.

Linghu fire day didn't expect Duanmu to promise so readily! He uses a machete. Brute force is OK, but can he catch a bird faster than the spring on his fan?