Chapter 75 Fenlun

"Thank you for your hard work these three days! Come on! Drink this one! We congratulate the promoted and failed! It doesn't matter. There is still a chance next time. Wait until four years later and start all over again!" Long Jingdao held his glass and looked at the people of the eight families with a smile.

Of course, Long Xiaoqi did not go to Master Guo for lunch. Early in the morning, Long Jingdao pulled him up from ** and asked him to be present at noon. The Long family raised their eyebrows and exhaled this time. Long Zhanhua and Long Xiaoqi made great contributions, especially Long Xiaoqi's last punch of Dongfang Xiaoyang. Although it did not hurt Dongfang Xiaoyang, it made Dongfang Jie lose face in front of everyone.

"Ha ha, the Long family has been in the limelight this time! Uncle and nephew entered the semi-finals as the first in the group. What a 'congratulations'!" Dongfang Jie does not lose any opportunity. Even if he loses, he can't lose.

"Haha! The oriental patriarch is polite. Yunfan and Xiaoyang have fought with Zhan Hua and Xiaoqi. I think the reason why they won is completely luck, especially the game of Xiaoqi and Xiaoyang. How could Long Jingdao not understand what Dongfang Jie meant? Humph! Since our Long family can defeat you in martial arts, we will not be afraid of anyone in a war of words.

"Ha ha, don't be humble. If I had such a grandson, Murong Feng would be satisfied." In this competition, both Murong Mingjie and Murong Pengtao were out with three defeats. Although they are not the only family who are out with this result, it is well known that the Sima family is not good at martial arts and divination. Murong Feng's face has long been lost, so he can't see any anger at such a result. He just mocked himself and smiled helplessly.

Almost everyone knows the situation of the Murong family. It's not that Murong Feng doesn't work hard enough, but his descendants... The family has a difficult experience, and it's hard to protect himself! I don't have the heart to take care of other people's affairs anymore.

For a while, the scene became a little embarrassing. Long Jingdao held the cup in his hand and looked a little embarrassed. Dongfang Jie only cared about eating himself and didn't say anything. The rest of the people looked at me and I looked at you.

"Long patriarch, I respect this cup. I will enter the knockout stage tomorrow. If there is any offense about these two unknown things in our family, please forgive me." Beitang held the cup namelessly, and a pair of small eyes turned, as if Long Jingdao would announce his death as soon as he was unhappy.

"Hi! Your words are serious, the head of the Northern Tang Dynasty. The children's martial arts competition has its own depth, and there will be no accident. Besides, the Northern Tang family is an assassin and has learned the skills of killing. At that time, I have to ask the head of the Northern Tang clan to show mercy!" Long Jingdao had a careless expression on his face. He raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass.

"Hmm! Hypocrisy." Dongfang Jie snorted at the conversation between the two people. Although his voice was very low, it was heard by everyone.

"What? Oriental patriarch, don't you think so? Isn't it hypocritical to have to beat you to the death and use some dirty tricks? Of course, Long Jingdao refused to give up. With the current strength of the Long family, even if the Oriental family comes out, it may not be able to beat the Long family.

"Huh!" Dongfang Jie rolled his eyes at Long Jingdao, his face was green, and the hatred in his heart was deeper. Long Jingdao, I will let you jump for a while. As long as that time comes, I will definitely let the whole army of the Long family be destroyed, making it difficult for you to die. Dongfang Jie thought secretly in his heart, with an evil smile on his face unconsciously.

As long as Long Jingdao and Dongfang Jie are together, almost no time without quarreling, everyone is used to them. If they make up one day, it will be surprising.

The eight patriarchs are intrigued on it, and Long Xiaoqi seems to be a little unhappy below.

Ximen Shengrui and Murong Pengtao surrounded Long Xiaoqi. One was intended to attract Long Xiaoqi, while the other was completely out of the worship of Long Xiaoqi. Just one action and one look could fascinate the princess of the Eastern family for him and even invited him to "match".

"Brother Xiaoqi, you are so awesome that you have beaten Dongfang Xiaoyang and lost face. I clearly remember that you first used a trick to play dragons and phoenixes to arouse all his fighting desires. Then there was another move to welcome him, which seemed to cooperate with him, but in fact, the move was full of murder and danger everywhere. Finally, another move of peach blossoms on people's face made Dongfang Xiaoyang dumbfounded. He didn't expect you to play with him before, but at this point, there was nothing he could do, so he had to touch his buttocks obediently and slip away! Haha!" Murong Pengtao laughed and didn't care about the contemptuous eyes around him. As if he were very happy, he stretched out his tongue and squeaked his lips.

"Well...Brother Peng Tao, your description is too professional." Long Xiaoqi couldn't wait to find a hole to get in. If Murong Pengtao's words were heard by outsiders, they would definitely look at Long Xiaoqi and Dongfang Xiaoyang with new eyes. Good friends, go for the rest of your life!

"Murong Pengtao, are you crazy?" Suddenly, a cold sound floated into Murong Pengtao's ears, especially from the deep sea, as if it were from hell. Hearing this, Murong Pengtao lost goose bumps on the ground.

I don't know when Dongfang Xiaoyang came behind three people and stared at Murong Pengtao, as if he was going to eat him.

At that time, Murong Pengtao was so scared that he couldn't speak. His hands and feet were cold, as if he had fallen into an ice hole. He stared at Dongfang Xiaoyang in a daze and didn't even have time to close his mouth.

"If you dare to talk nonsense next time, I will chop you into 18 pieces and throw them out to feed the dog." Dongfang Xiaoyang clung to Murong Pengtao's face and said word by word, just as if he was afraid that Murong Pengtao could not hear clearly, and every word was roared out.

"Dongfang Xiaoyang, you don't have to pretend here. If your grandfather hadn't violated the rules of the competition, you might still be lying ** now." Long Xiaoqi looked at Dongfang Xiaoyang with contempt and had always been worried about her last punch in her heart.

Is that right? I hope you don't let me down. I will wait for you in the ring of the finals. At that time, I will fight with you openly. I hope you don't cry and beg for mercy. Dongfang Xiaoyang didn't dump Long Xiaoqi at all. He even had an impulse to kill Long Xiaoqi, but Dongfang Jie's words have been hovering in his ear. After thinking about it for a long time, he still resisted.

"Haha, ridiculous, a defeated general dares to talk like this. You'd better take care of yourself first and then take care of others!" Long Xiaoqi's tone was very tough. For a moment, the two of them were so deadlocked that no one was willing to retreat.

I heard two people quarreling, and many people stopped watching here.

"Hmm! Dongfang Xiaoyang didn't show off. If he hadn't worn a silkworm armor, our young master could easily defeat him." That is, how dare you say that you met Master Long in the final. Our young master must let him not pass the semi-finals." Mr. Oriental's strength is still good, but I feel... suspenseful!" For a while, people of all ethnic groups talked about it one after another, like cannons, hitting Dongfang Xiaoyang's ears.

"Okay, okay, what are you arguing about here! Uncle, go back and sit down! It's useless to talk more. Let's talk with strength at that time. Dongfang Yirui came over, rolled everyone's eyes, and pulled Dongfang Xiaoyang back to his seat. However, her movements did not seem to stop. At the moment when Dongfang Xiaoyang sat down, she turned around and returned to Long Xiaoqi.

"Brother Long, why do you have to be so angry? After all, my uncle is also our elder. Since he is an elder, he should be polite. Otherwise, others will say that we don't know how to respect the old and love the young." I don't know if Dongfang Yirui ate too much sugar when she was young, and the greasy Long Xiaoqi even felt like vomiting. The people of all ethnic groups present also had a blank expression on their faces. Looking at Long Xiaoqi, they thought to himself that they didn't know whether Long Xiaoqi, the hero, could pass the beauty of Dongfang Yirui this time.