Chapter 82 Competition 11

Lu Zheng saw that the figure was a little familiar and close. He saw that it was Xu Lang, the eldest disciple of the Taishan Taoist School.

Xu Lang saw Lu Zheng, hugged his fist and smiled, "Lu Daoyou, it's such a coincidence that we met here."

Lu Zheng didn't have a good impression on this person, but returned out of politeness and said, "I have something else to do. It's not appropriate to stay here. Please forgive me!" After saying that, he called for the clean dust and wanted to leave.

Xu Lang hurriedly said, "Lu Daoyou, please take good care of the elder Lianmeng of your school. It is said that Taishan Xu Lang has admired the elder Lianmeng for a long time, but if there is an order, just open your mouth.

This is extremely explicit and obscene. Lu Zheng suddenly stared back at Xu Lang and said, "Xu Daoyou must be more respectful, otherwise Lu will not be polite!"

Lu Zheng's face is slod and almost has no dispute with the world. Even he was a little surprised when he suddenly said such words today.

Xu Lang couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Lu misunderstood. I just admire the demeanor of Elder Lianmeng, which doesn't mean anything else.

Lu Zheng looked at Xu Lang and said word by word, "It's better to do so!" After saying that, the portable dust hurried away.

Jingchen looked at Lu Zheng and shook his head and said, "I really can't see that the little scholar's fire is quite scary. Ha ha, but it looks quite masculine!"

Lu Zheng was shocked when he heard this. He didn't think that he could say such a thing in the mouth of a little nun. He spit out his tongue and thought, "I'm afraid this child girl is also a wild woman."

Looking at the distant back of the two, Xu Lang made a few dry laughter, "Pity dream, sooner or later, I will occupy you." Suddenly thinking that there was still something to do, I left in a hurry.

Lu Zheng saw Tong Jingyao standing under a mountain pine from afar, looking forward to it, which made people fantasize.

When Tong Jingyao saw Lu Zheng coming, she smiled at Jingchen and said, "If you have a hard time, you can go back first."

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "What's wrong with Miss Tong?"

Tong Jingyao turned her eyes and said with a smile, "Please come here to make a bet with you!"

Lu Zhengqi said, "What do you want to bet with Miss Tong?"

Tong Jingyao smiled and said, "My bet with you is that if anyone loses, he will promise to do three things for the other party. Lu Daoyou must think twice. If you don't dare to bet, I won't blame you.

Lu Zheng was excited by Tong Jingyao and said to himself, "How can I, a seven-foot man, be afraid of a girl's bet? Isn't it a joke to say it out? Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "What do you want to bet on, just say it."

Tong Jingyao listened and smiled, "Lu Daoyou, listen carefully. Please sit on the ground. You and I don't give a little internal Zhenyuan. I gently point a finger at some part of your body, and you can't get up.

Lu Zheng listened and laughed, "Girl Tong, I advise you not to gamble, because you are sure to lose."

Tong Jingyao smiled and said, "You don't have to say these useless words, just say whether you dare to gamble."

Hearing this, Lu Zheng sat on the ground and said with a smile, "I've already sat down, please."

Tong Jingyao Yingying stretched out an index finger, gently touched Lu Zheng's forehead, and smiled, "Try it yourself. Can you get up?"

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "You must lose." After saying that, he had to get up. It's strange how Ren Luzheng tried. Tong Jingyao's slender fingers, like a nail, firmly nailed herself to the ground and couldn't get up.

At this time, Lu Zheng was sweating profusely and said to himself, "How could it be like this? It seems that the force on his body can't be used, and now he is ashamed.

After half an hour of tossing, Lu Zheng finally gave up his efforts and said defusely, "Miss Tong, I admit defeat." After saying that, he took a long breath.

Tong Jingyao withdrew her finger and laughed, "When I was young, I often played this game with my neighbor's children. I don't want to be lucky enough to embarrass Lu Daoyou today.

Lu Zhengxin said, "The three-year-old child's game actually made it difficult for me. Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng, you came home a little bit today.

Lu Zheng said weakly, "Please make it clear that there are three things I need to do."

Tong Jingyao thought for a moment and smiled, "Is this the first thing? It's tomorrow's final. If we meet, you have to let me make three moves!"

Hearing this, Lu Zheng felt a little relieved and asked, "What's the second thing?"

Tong Jingyao smiled cunningly and said, "These two things are that you have to do three more things for me!"

"Ah!" Lu Zheng shouted, "Then won't I work for the girl endlessly? This is obviously a trap."

Tong Jingyao laughed and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. The three things agreed are three things, but I haven't thought of what the other two things are. I'll talk to you after I think about them. Lu Zheng was a little relieved when he heard it.

Tong Jingyao said again, "Lu Daoyou, you are a scholar. Why do you want to practice Taoism if you don't get a reputation?"

When Lu Zheng saw the question, he smiled and said, "It's a long story." Somehow, he felt very comfortable talking to this woman. At present, he told Tong Jingyao about his own experience of monis.

Tong Jingyao listened like a dream. After listening to it, she said with a smile, "Lu Daoyou, your monistic experience can really write a novel!" How about I find a boring scholar to polish your story and ask for a bookstore?

Lu Zheng listened and smiled shyly, "Miss Tong is joking." But he thought, "This child girl is always covered and doesn't know what she looks like."

Tong Jingyao saw Lu Zheng's peaceful face, as if she was lost in thought, and couldn't help looking at his face. The two had several friends, but because of the girl's reservedness, Tong Jingyao did not dare to look carefully at Lu Zheng's face.

Looking at Lu Zheng's handsome face, Tong Jingyao couldn't help shaking her heart. Lu Zheng suddenly raised his head, and the two looked at each other. With a "ah", Tong Jingyao hurriedly turned her face aside, blushed with shame, and rubbed a wisp of hair on her forehead with her hand to cover it.

Lu Zheng said, "If Miss Tong has nothing else to do, she still has something to do and wants to leave first."

Tong Jingyao didn't look at Lu Zheng, but just answered "um" from her throat.

Lu Zheng arched his hand and turned away. Tong Jingyao looked at his back and wanted to say a few more words to him, but she was ashamed to open her mouth and watched Lu Zheng's back disappear in the distance.

"Alas..." Someone sighed heavily and shocked Tong Jingyao to look around, but found that the dust had emerged from somewhere.

"Relness is not like sentiment and bitterness, and an inch becomes tens of millions of waps." Jingchen learned poems from nowhere, and opened his mouth and said, "Senior sister, I know what you are thinking."

"Dead girl, where can I learn some bad words? Be careful to tell my uncle!" Tong Jingyao said angrily.

"Go, go!" Jingchen smiled provocatively and said, "I will also tell my uncle about your thoughts."

Tong Jingyao's tiger face can no longer stand it. She smiled and chased the clean dust behind her. "Death bitch, talk nonsense again, you have to tear your stinky mouth."

Jingchen laughed while running, "Sister, don't chase me! If you don't let me go, I will shout."

Tong Jingyao listened, stopped, waved to Jingchen, and said with a smile, "Come here!"

Jingchen looked at Tong Jingyao warily and shook his head and said, "I won't go. You're a trap. Hey hey, didn't you almost spare the scholar surnamed Lu?

When Tong Jingyao saw that Jingchen's mouth was unobstructed, she couldn't help but say, "It's all nonsense. Just let you come over and come over."

Seeing that Tong Jingyao was a little angry, Jingchen slowly moved to Tong Jingyao's side. He was firmly pulled by Tong Jingyao.

"Ah! Killed!" Jingchen opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

"Silation!" Tong Jingyao shook the dust hard and whispered, "If you shout again, I will treat you with ancestral tricks!"

This so-called "ancestral stunt" is Tong Jingyao's past trying to tickle. Hearing this, Jingchen immediately closed his mouth and looked at Tong Jingyao with begging for mercy.

"Clean dust, you and I are like sisters. Can you tell me, how about this scholar?"