Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 880 Ancestors feel that there is no such weak bird!

"Cough, cough, sister, you are a straight girl! It's not good to say that to a man, but it hurts a man's self-esteem too much." Xi Rubao covered her mouth and smiled.

Xi Zuer looked serious: "What is a straight daughter? In short, he is not very good."

Bai He suddenly remembered: "I heard that when Brother Hu was promoted from the grassroots to Master Bo a few years ago, he was indeed not the best in boxing and fighting skills, and he was often laughed at by Brother Long and the others as an idiot. With brute force, every internal competition is the last one, but it is embarrassing."

"Then he still dares to come to the martial arts competition?" Xi Rubao exclaimed.

Bai He explained: "Ahem, it seems that later... it was Gu Shiyin who gave him a few tricks, and he became very powerful in no time! I heard that Brother Long was almost beaten to the ground by him once. It's just that he hasn't participated in this competition yet. This kind of international competition, I don’t know what level it is on the field.”

"Gu Shiyin? It's her again?" Wu Qianman bit her lips, "No wonder there are always people obsessed with her. She is very good at buying people's hearts. Give me advice here, give me advice there, and let these men never forget her and pay back. she."

"That's right, I'm bothered by that vest guy." Xi Rubao curled her lips, "My sister is still kind. She always taught us to work hard to improve our luck by doing three good things every day. We don't want anything in return."

Bai He accidentally mentioned Gu Shiyin, and she also felt very annoyed.

Damn, that tea art master is really keen to bury holes everywhere, and he can bump into people related to her at every turn.

In the past, I was young and short-sighted, so I didn't think much of it. Now that I've met Xi Zuer, I realized how a real god and big boss has a low-key and calm temperament that hides from the world.

Gu Shiyin was so far behind that she didn't even learn the superficial aspects.

Bai He waved her hand, and slapped herself on the face a few times: "Oh, it's all my mouth's fault, gossip, little ancestor, please forgive me this time, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Xi Zuer turned her face lightly: "What? Excuse me for what you just said about the straight girl or the Weaver Girl?"

Three girls: "..."

Green tea does not have the presence of a hair in the ancestors.

now.

On the field, the contestants from all over the world have circled the field for a week, and the salute is over.

The number plate on Yinhu's back is number [-], which looks quite auspicious, and it is a number that people in the empire prefer.

Sure enough, the lottery was also very smooth. The players who were drawn to play against him were quite different from his. He countered the opponent after a few gestures.

This kind of tactic of quickly defeating the enemy is particularly popular in the arena, and he immediately received a lot of fans, who were not originally cheerleaders for him, but at this moment, they all waved small flags and shouted "Brother No. [-], come on!" "Little brother No. [-], Xiong——get up!

Xi Rubao: "Hey, the little tiger's performance is actually okay? Sis, you don't think green tea has given him some crooked tricks, right?"

Xi Zuer glanced over several arenas of foreign players, and passed over Yinhu leisurely: "That's not true."

"Sister, I heard a girl next to me talking about what kind of ancient martial arts he uses, what kind of Wuqinxi... some of his moves are really monkey-like, hehe, sister, do you think his Wuqinxi is authentic?"

"Gu Wu?" Xi Zuer slapped her long eyelashes, and said in a calm tone, "I've never heard of it."

Was it created by the juniors?

After all, the ancestors didn't need any martial arts.

"However, Qin Xi, the ancestors didn't think he looked like him, there was no such weak Qin.

The third daughter covered her lips and managed to hold back her laughter: "Little ancestor, you are really a straight girl!"

Since her ancestors said that Yinhu's boxing skills were lackluster, Xi Rubao didn't bother to watch it, but on the score screen, the Imperial team was the best and the score soared, which made her think a little more about guessing the result.

"Sister, I'll just guess, I don't gamble!"

Xi Zuer agreed: "Yeah."

(End of this chapter)