"Good intentions are not rewarded." Xu Ziling screamed strangely and bounced his hands and ten fingers, bounced the sword that had already chopped and slashed and moved slightly and narrowly avoided it. However, Ba Fenghan abandoned the sword like a crazy tiger and threw it over his shoulder and threw Xu Ziling out and smashed it heavily on a bridge pier on Tianjin Bridge.

There was a rumbling sound.

Xu Ziling fell in a mess.

Ba Fenghan wanted to pounce on him again but he was forced to hold Song Shidao and Hou Xibai tightly.

"Let me go!" Ba Fenghan roared with his naked eyes: "I will never give up until I cut this guy to death."

"Damn it, you are just treating me, a matchmaker?" Xu Ziling popped out of the mud and ran back in a mess. His fist was already clenched and was about to beat someone up. He shouted: "I will let you know what it means to be a matchmaker! I will help you say good things to coax your sweetheart back. Not only do you not thank me, I will also use a sword to chop people. Is this still reasonable? I will never end up with you!"

"Stop." Badaier's cold and bingxue voice snorted heavily: "Are you really his friend?"

"I'm not." Xu Ziling's head shook like a rattle and said angrily: "Even if it was not now, it's not like now! This guy is so angry. You can see that if you don't give me some face, I'll have removed his bones!"

"As long as you are a fool, you are a fool." The Badaier snorted coldly: "That is his friend! He can only make friends with fools like you!"

"Hey hey!" Xu Ziling became angry and said, "Why are you talking to? Don't think that the sword maniac is so awesome if you annoy me. Be careful, I will beat you up a hundred times!"

"If you have the ability, come and try it!" Badaier said like ice and exhale and frost.

"Can't you hit you, I can't hit that Ba Fenghan?" Xu Ziling rolled up his sleeves and went to Ba Fenghan's side first, and avoided his arms and made the Song Hou and the other two hold him tightly, and raised his fists and said, "Look at my dog-headed guillotine... Oh, I'm just a tiny fist that is not conscience--" He raised his fists high and was about to hit Ba Fenghan's handsome face.

A small hand stretched out from behind, pulled his shoulder and tripped Xu Ziling and flew out again. He smashed hard on an eaves on a corner of the street and then vibrated and fell down in a mess.

Badaier's eyes stood in front of Ba Fenghan could make the fire freeze.

"You shouldn't have hit my friend." Ba Fenghan suddenly snorted coldly: "If you want to hit, you can only hit me."

"You can't control me anymore since then." Badaier turned his body like a breeze and was so wonderful. Just as everyone was addicted to her wonderful dance, she raised her left hand and a golden light shot straight towards Ba Fenghan's chest like thunder and lightning. Ba Fenghan calmly reached out and picked up the seemingly slow, but it was quite accurate to hold the golden light that Badaier shot between the middle finger and index finger.

When everyone saw that it was a beautiful hairpin made of gold.

"I'm going to give you back." Badaier said ruthlessly: "This golden hairpin is returned to the original owner from now on. From now on, Badaier has no relationship with you, Ba Fenghan."

Ba Fenghan stared at the golden hairpin between his fingers and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. The golden hairpin was slightly and the body temperature of the jade man. Ba Fenghan remembered the scene of sending each other in the past. That day was such a sea alliance vow. But today... Ba Fenghan sighed slightly and said, "Dai'er came here to return the golden hairpin to me?"

"There is another purpose." Badaier snorted coldly: "That is to take you, Ba Fenghan."

"I'll help you." Xu Ziling flew over and patted the dust on his body and smiled: "I'm doing this. I promise that when I cut his head with a knife, his eyes were still open and staring at you; his mouth was also open, but it was not that he liked you. But..."

"But what?" Although Badaier was very reluctant to listen to Xu Ziling's talkative things, she always had a curiosity in her heart to hear what he wanted to say in the end.

"He will say." Xu Ziling picked up the long knife that Ba Fenghan threw on the ground, waved it slightly and put it on Ba Fenghan's neck and said, "If I cut it down, he will say it's so fast." Xu Ziling's people were talking and the knife was moving. The knife was indeed so fast. Ba Fenghan's neck was slight trembling with the knife. Before he knew it, a red line flowed down.

Looking straight at Badair's beautiful big eyes grew bigger and bigger, and finally almost widened.

"Have you played enough?" Ba Fenghan was not crazy.

"Not yet." Xu Ziling said lightly to the darkness: "This Ba Fenghan seems to be fun, will Prince Tuli come out to play?"

"snort!"

A cold snorted from the depths of the darkness on the left side of the street corner. Then a strong man in a Chinese casual suit about thirty years old walked out leisurely.

He stopped at about twenty steps left of Xu Ziling and Ba Fenghan and received the short-spin rifle on his hand. The head of the spear was erected on his left shoulder. The shape was extremely majestic, and the demeanor and posture gave people a flawless feeling.

Xu Ziling didn't need to look at it and knew that he was the "Fuying Gun" made by a famous Persian craftsman. The name of this gun is from the place where the carriage gun handle is cast, and the entire gun weighs 60 kilograms of steel, which is excellent because the strong wind that is swung and cannot fly out. Therefore, it is known as the "Fuying Gun".

The "Fuying Gun" in the Turkic martial arts was already well-known in the family, and the enemy was scared when they heard about it.

When Ba Fenghan was chased by Tuli in the desert, he suffered all the pain of his "Fuying Eagle Gun". Fortunately, a large sandstorm reversed the entire situation. It also made Ba Fenghan appear as a love rival in addition to Tuli's mortal enemy.

Of course, if other grassland women had Tuli been so humiliated and shamed, he would have shot him to death. But Badaier was different. She was both a relative of Chuluo Khan and a beloved disciple of the national teacher Zhao Deyan. At the same time, Tuli was deeply attached to her, no less than Ba ​​Fenghan.

So he not only did not hurt Ba Daier and was executed long ago, but also endured the most unbearable shame and humiliation of the Turks. However, this tolerance was only effective for Ba Daier. For Ba Fenghan, he seemed to be eating it raw. As soon as he appeared, he never saw others staring at Ba Fenghan tightly, as if he was afraid that Ba Fenghan would grow a pair of wings and fly away at any time.

Ba Fenghan vs. Tuli, which is a needle-tip against Mai Mang turtle against turtle. In his eyes, Tuli and the others finally met.

The two of them touched each other like two lightning flashes fighting in the air. They did not give in to each other.

Tuli and Ba Fenghan are both typical and strong Tuli. Although Tuli is not as rough as Ba Fenghan's Junwei's outline, it has a tough and vigorous masculinity.

He is actually not old, but he looks very rough and macho. He is very heavy. The dark skin on his face is a series of shallow scars obtained after fighting against a powerful enemy, especially the left cheek. The deep and long makes him look extremely tough and rough. These scars all show the sudden sharpness and hardship. In fact, they have experienced hard years and dangerous Fengdi.

Although the Thunderbolt eyes were sharp and cold, they did not reveal hatred, showing the master's deep concealment and the profound cultivation of martial arts.

Ba Fenghan's eyes were the same, which was completely different from when he looked at Xu Ziling with naked eyes just now. His eyes were cool, cold and quiet.

"Miss Badaier." Xu Ziling asked with a smile: "Ba Fenghan and Prince Tuli fight. Who do you want to win and lose?"

"Before fighting him." Tuli suddenly turned his face and smiled at Xu Ziling and said, "Tuli wants to say a few words to Mr. Xu. I wonder if it is possible? Tuli has heard that Mr. Xu is envious in his heart for a long time. How many people are under his command? I want to ask Mr. Xu to give me some tricks. I wonder if Mr. Xu is willing to give me some advice to them who are unsuccessful?"

"Since I'm not talented," Xu Ziling waved his hand and said, "It's useless for me to give you some breath!"

"We have come from thousands of miles away. We only admire Mr. Xu's Daming for a long time." Two voices hummed tacitly, one after another: "I'm afraid you can refuse this, Mr. Xu."

The two of them walked out of the darkness and Xu Ziling looked at it and smiled slightly. They were old acquaintances again.

These two Turkic people of that year, Yan Lihui, the "two-gun general" and Tiexiong, respectively. The two conspired with Zu Junyan to abduct Zhai Jiao and then plotted against Zhai Rangyou in the deserted village to plot against Zhai Rangyou, who was hiding in the box, and planted the grand wish that Zhai Rangyou was killed afterwards. However, Xu Ziling was pretending to be a blood-red assassin at the time, taking advantage of their pride and slander, Li Mi, and let Li Mi, the old lewd insect, join the ranks of dead eunuchs.

When Xu Ziling thought of Li Mi's smile on her face, she could just bloom a flower when she thought of her blood.

"Young Master Xu's name has also been heard." Two black shadows shot from the opposite side of the bridge. One tall and one short, but not the two evil Fu brothers in the long white. Who else can I hear Fu Zhen holding a giant axe in the open mountain snorting coldly: "I have given advice before, so we also ask Mr. Xu to continue to give us some advice on how our brothers are skilled?"

"Okay, okay." Xu Ziling smiled and said, "But it seems you have to line up first."

"I hope this team won't be too long." A man and a woman flashed out of the darkness on another street corner next to the bridge. One was a little sarcastic with her waist, but her aura was as deep as the abyss. This is the direct disciple of Bi Xuan. Tuoba Yu, Tuoba Yu, has never appeared or exposed. His martial arts are never known to the world, but Xu Ziling fought with him many times. He knew that his true strength was especially above Tuli and the current Ba Fenghan.

It seems that no one in the younger generation is his opponent except for the Tuyuhun Prince Fuqian who is watching the show.

The one beside Qiao Li Tuoba Yu was naturally Chunyu Wei's jade fingers were always rotating on her slightly curved sword like a commonly used scimitar for the Turks. The more curved treasure blade as the moon.

Her expression seemed to be angry but not angry. She looked a little excited when she saw Xu Ziling. There was a faint light in her eyes.

"Hey." She didn't look like Tuoba Yu was saluting slightly respectfully, and she walked over directly. She glared at Xu Ziling with big black eyes and looked up and down for a while. Suddenly, the little barefoot kicked Xu Ziling's leg. Just as everyone was sweating, she clapped her hands and cheered: "So you don't have iron shin leg guards. You must be afraid that my leg will hurt, right? You must like me! You say you should say it!"

"Crazy woman!" Xu Ziling said angrily: "Walk here is not a place for children to play with mud and sand."

"Tell me." Chunyu Wei looked at her with anticipation regardless of the hundreds or dozens of eyes: "Hey, tell me what the 'love declaration' just now told everyone that you like me."

"What a troublesome little guy! Don't annoy you!" Xu Ziling used his trick to deal with the children and handed it over. Chunyu Wei was overjoyed when she saw it and hurriedly took it happily and stood aside. Her beautiful big eyes were so happy that she bent into crescent moons.

Everyone sweated heavily at first sight.
Chapter completed!