"If the lips are painted with vermilion, the eyes are like dotted paint, and the face is like a pile of jade. He is heroic, arrogant, smart, and has a natural and honest appearance." This description is exactly the most vivid description of Xiao Yi on the stage.

Seeing this person named Xiao Yi, Ximen Qing was shocked and suddenly became overjoyed.

Why? Of course, it is because Xiao Yi is an acquaintance of Ximen Qing! That’s right, Xiao Yi is Yan Qing!

Looking at Yan Qing's handsome appearance, Ximen Qing praised: "I haven't seen you for four years, this kid looks so handsome, and he looks pretty good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Qing suddenly thought of Wu Song and that honest calf.

Ximen Qing smiled and murmured: "I used to tell Wu Song to introduce Yan Qing to him, but now Yan Qing looks so 'shui spirit'. Hehe, I wonder if Wu Song will like it?"

The shameless Ximen Qing had a little prank in his heart.

At this time, Yan Qing on the stage bowed to everyone below the stage, and then smiled and said, "Today, my elder brother can respect it. I have set up a ring here. I specially invited friends who love sumo wrestling in the world to come here for a while! If anyone can defeat me, Yan Qing, then he can get 100 taels of silver. If he can win ten games in a row, he can get 300 taels of silver. If he can persist until no one dares to challenge, he can get 500 taels of silver over there! He said that the money was unfounded, and the money was left there. Dear fellow villagers, please help him testify!"

Yan Qing pointed to a red table not far away and said. Sure enough, there were silver ingots on the red table, all of which were ten taels of silver ingots, and fifty ingots were in total.

Suddenly, the people in the audience were excited.

Although we were talking about it just now, we didn’t see real money and silver after all. Now that the silver has been put on the table, these people are moved. Now that the prices are so high, the people are not having a good life. If they can get the five hundred taels of silver, they don’t have to worry about the rest of their lives!

Then he saw a man in the crowd climbing up the ladder and walking onto the platform.

The man is in his thirties and looks kind, so he is considered powerful. He probably thought of him as he was so strong that Yan Qing was thin and bored.

After bowing to Yan Qing, the man touched the back of his head, laughed and said honestly: "I, Wang Si, are very interested in that one hundred taels of silver, and I would like to ask Brother Yan Qing for advice!"

The man also knew that he could not keep the ring, so he only planned to beat Yan Qing and take away a hundred taels.

Yan Qing replied to the gift, then took off her top and showed her strong upper body.

I saw that Yan Qing's body was embroidered with flower patterns, which was extremely stunning and had a unique beauty.

Ximen Qing, who was in the audience, immediately smiled and cursed: "Feng. His sexy personality, embroidered this pattern, is indeed a prodigal son!"

Yan Qing on the stage took off her clothes, threw them aside, then rubbed her hands, her front body was slightly calmer, and then raised her hands like a leopard, preparing to slay her prey.

Compared with Yan Qing, the man opposite was a little clumsy. He also learned Yan Qing's posture, but the posture he learned was full of flaws in Yan Qing's eyes.

The two walked in slowly, putting their hands on each other's shoulders, and their heads were also pressed together.

At this time, a little boy walked up the backstage. He blushed and raised his hand, and said with a crisp voice: "Three, two, one, start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing's hands suddenly exerted force, imprisoning Wang Si's shoulders like iron pliers. Wang Si gritted his teeth and didn't care to fight back. Then Yan Qing's right foot was inserted into Wang Si's right leg, and then he threw Wang Si to the ground with force with his waist. Yan Qing also pressed on Wang Si, making him unable to move at all.

Yan Qing fell down Wang Si, but in just one breath, it was so fast that most people in the audience could not see clearly. After these people saw clearly, they found that Wang Si was defeated and had no power to fight back.

Everyone in the audience sighed and shouted.

Yan Qing let go of Wang Si, pulled Wang Si up, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, I offended you!"

Wang Si grabbed his head, smiled silly, and said, "I am not good at skill, and it is not right for anyone to lose, haha..."

After saying that, he walked downstairs.

Yan Qing hurriedly picked up three ingots of silver from the red table and gave it to Wang Si, saying, "Brother Wang, I'm giving these silver to you, just treat it as my compensation, right! Brother Wang, don't postpone it!"

Wang Si quickly postponed, but could not resist Yan Qing's attentiveness, and finally stepped down with a smile on his face.

Now the people in the audience became enthusiastic and went on stage to join the war.

But it is obvious that these people are all ordinary people who can't stand Yan Qing's beating and almost fell down with one move.

Later, several sumo wrestlers came on stage and started fighting with Yan Qing. However, Yan Qing's sumo wrestling technology was very powerful. Even those experts were strong men of two or three hundred pounds, they were all beaten by Yan Qing and could not move.

Half an hour later, there were thirty or forty people, all of which were defeated. Yan Qing just gasped slightly, with an excited look on his face.

Seeing that no one in the audience dared to come up again, Yan Qing asked quickly: "Is there anyone else who dares to come up? No one has taken the silver on this table!"

Ximen Qing looked at Yan Qing's happy appearance and felt a move in his heart. Then he shook his body, stepped on the ladder and jumped onto the stage.

Ximen Qing lifted the front, then shook, then bowed to Yan Qing, and said sarcastically: "I'll fight with you, how about it?"

Yan Qing frowned, and when he looked at Ximen Qing, he felt extremely familiar.

Yan Qing bowed and asked, "Have we ever seen this guy?"

When Yan Qing met Ximen Qing, Ximen Qing was only ten years old. Although Ximen Qing was very handsome at that time, she was a little kid after all and had not yet taken off her breasts. But now? Ximen Qing was almost fifteen, with a better figure and taller appearance, and a completely different appearance from her ten years old. It was normal for Yan Qing to not recognize her. However, her appearance changed, her temperament did not change, so Yan Qing felt familiar.

Ximen Qing wanted to tease Yan Qing, so he asked with a smile: "Have you seen it? Maybe you haven't seen it! It's just the first time I'm here in Daming Mansion! Haha..."

Yan Qing nodded, but his eyes were still confused. He glanced at Ximen Qing for a long time before asking, "I've never seen it before?"

Ximen Qing pretended to be silent and said, "Yeah, maybe I've seen it, hey, it's very complicated. Brother Yan Qing, are we still going to compete?"

The words "Brother Yan Qing" made Yan Qing's body tremble, and then Yan Qing looked excited and his body trembled. Then, Yan Qing hurriedly walked towards Ximen Qing, came to Ximen Qing, and bowed directly.

"Brother Ye, Yan Qing worships you! He still accepts me three times!"

After saying that, he bowed three times. When Ximen Qing realized, Yan Qing had already bowed.

Ximen Qing immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Yan Qing, do you still recognize me? Get up quickly, do you and I still want to play this trick?"

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