Long Qixuan looked at Mo Wu's eyes a little bit obsessed, and said, "Mo Wu, you are just so beautiful. You are so dazzling that I can't look away."

Mo Wu smiled slightly and said, "Just like it."

Long Qixuan frowned, and said, "It's just that those people don't like your eyes. I'm too naked. It makes me think they are skeptical about you."

Mo Wu poured himself a glass of wine and looked at Long Qixuan. He said a little funny: "Isn't that the case in Yingchun Building before? Besides, even if more people watch it, I'm just yours."

Long Qixuan was somewhat relieved by Mo Wu's words, and he drank himself.

Qiu Wu couldn't figure it out, and he was a little bit embarrassed. He squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Mo Wu, who was sitting at the table opposite him, revealing how dangerous he was. Mo Wu didn't like Qiu Wu's naked look. He hid slightly behind Long Qixuan. Long Qixuan naturally felt Qiu Wu's vision. Long Qixuan looked at Qiu Wu with a sneer.

Yun Rong saw the dark crow between you and me clearly. At this time, Yun Rong got up and said: "The Nanjing dynasty also has such excellent dance skills, women who are proficient in musical instruments, one dance after another, exciting, and under. I really admire it. "

Long Jingsong said with a smile: "It's just a little worm."

Yun Rong continued: "I don't know if the emperor knows that we are all brave and militant in Mongolia. How about comparing to the competition?"

Long Jingsong said: "Hey, Mongolian messenger, is it for peace this time? Isn't it like killing or killing? Or eating and drinking, listening to songs and dancing."

Under the minister, there was a voice of reconsideration, talking about how elegant he was in chanting and giving, and how vulgar was the dancing sword.

Yun Rong saw that Long Jingsong was so faint, and glanced at Long Yinfeng again. Long Yinfeng had no doubt. He drank while drinking and ate some food for Mu Xiyue from time to time.

Yun Rong instantly felt his head hurt.

At this time, Qiu Wu spoke and said in the Central Plains saying: "Are you ... afraid of me?"

Long Jingsong shook his head at this time and said, "Sir Lord Qiu is wrong. We are a big country in Nanjing, and we have a lot of talents, but it is really inappropriate for you to ask for it. , How do you eat and drink? If adults Qiu Wu have to compare, they can wait until tomorrow to get a special competition, more formal. "

Qiu Wu smiled coldly and said in Mongolian: "Isn't it still a counsel for a long time? If you don't dare, you can't dare to chant, and you won't be humiliated."

Yun Rong said: "Emperor, Lord Qiu Wu means that it's just a small trial, it doesn't have to be so expensive."

Long Jingsong was a little unbelieving and asked Mo Wu: "The five-sided concubine said what Master Qiu just said."

Mo Wu put down the chopsticks in his hand and said faintly: "He just said you are counseling."

Long Jingsong smiled coldly and said, "Master Qiu Wu looks at which one do you want to compare with?"

Qiu Wu extended his hand, pointed to Long Yinfeng, and said, "I heard you ... powerful."

Long Yinfeng smiled faintly, and said, "Sir is praised by Master Qiu Wu, but I am now recovering from a serious illness, and the martial arts have not fully recovered. It is not suitable for you."

Qiu Wu laughed and said: "Are you ... afraid?"

Long Yinfeng's expression was a bit strange, and said: "It has nothing to do with being afraid. Master Qiu Wu fights with a person whose martial arts have not been restored. Even if he wins, it is not a glorious thing."

Long Jingsong nodded and said, "Yin Feng is indeed the first recovery of a serious illness, Master Qiu is not going to be strong."

Qiu Wu felt a little bored in his heart. He shook his hand and said in Mongolian: "It's really boring, so come up alone."

Yun Rong quickly explained: "Master Qiu Wu said that it would be good if he could come up with a strong martial art and let him measure Nanjing's strength."

Long Qixuan Ji hated Qiu Wu just looked at Mo Wu's prey-like eyes, and was not happy in his heart, he got up and said, "Would you like to try it?"

Long Jingsong looked at the weak son of Wen Wen and broke into his heart, but then he thought about it again. If they lost like this, they would feel that Nanjing ’s kung fu is no better.

Long Jingsong nodded and said, "Qi Xuan, you must be careful, just click, not to hurt yourself."

Long Qixuan responded, took off his shirt, and flicked his neck around. At this time Qiu Wu stood up and said to Yun Rong and Naya in Mongolian: "This kind of frail, I am afraid that it will fall after three strokes."

Yun Rong smirked, without saying a word, he could feel that the five princes were not good, but they were too eager to succeed and wanted to express themselves.

In comparison, Yun Rong is more curious about Long Yinfeng's current attitude. He can obviously feel the aura and killing spirit of Long Yinfeng. Although he can also feel the aura that Long Qixuan deliberately hides, according to his detection, Qiu Wulai is more than enough to deal with it.

According to his understanding, Long Yinfeng is not such a person, the old injury has not healed? Yun Rong sneered in his heart, but he still remembered some time ago a spy came to report that Long Yinfeng calmed a mountain bandit in Shanxi.

Yun Rong drank a glass of wine, his eyes squinted at Long Yinfeng, long time no see, really long time no see.

Mu Xiyue leaned against Long Yinfeng and whispered, "Well, did you find that the translator with that many words across the line has been watching you."

Long Yinfeng nodded and said, "I found it."

Mu Xiyue narrowed her eyes and said, "It must be because you are so handsome."

Long Yinfeng: "... you drink less wine, this wine may come up."

Qiu Wu is a large, typical Mongolian sweater, two meters tall, and his body is very thick. After taking off his coat, he has tendons and thick body hair, which makes people feel bloody.

Mu Xiyue whispered: "I think this kind of thief looks dirty."

Long Yinfeng gave Mu Xiyue a blank expression. Mu Xiyue's cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were extremely bright. Long Yinfeng listened to her unspoken words, and knew that the two glasses of wine just played a role. However, Long Yinfeng smiled faintly, so it looked good.

Qiu Wu shouted angrily, raised his hand to Long Qixuan, tickled his finger, and provoked a provocative smile.

Long Qixuan raised his luck, Qiu Wu didn't wait for him to finish his luck, and rushed up, trying to hug Long Qixuan. Long Qixuan sank off the plate and went on his luck, flexibly avoiding Qiu Wu's attack.

Long Qixuan stretched out his hand to grab Qiu Wu's arm. Qiu Wu's arm was thick, and with a tendon, Long Qixuan was difficult to grasp with one hand. The direction of Long Qixuan's wrist changed, and Qiu Wu extended his arm and pressed Long Qixuan's arm.

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