first-class champion

Listen to it, but scholars have made serious criticisms of this storytelling, thinking that Duan Mingyu has tampered with history, but this does not stop these bastards from listening to storytelling... who the hell.

To these boring flies, Mr. Storyteller could only clear his cough, and then continued: "...Tai Shi Ci returned to his horse and fought again, and when it was fifty, Sun Ce shot a shot, Ci flashed past, and held the gun; Also shot away, Ce Yi dodged, grabbed the gun, and the two tugged hard, and both rolled off the horse. The horse didn't know where it went. , Ce quickly struck the short halberd on Taishi Ci's back, and Ci also pulled the halberd on Ce's head, and stabbed Ci with the halberd, Ci covered the halberd, and suddenly there was a shout..."

Everyone clapped their hands and applauded, but Duan Mingyu and the others gradually disappeared into the crowd. When they returned to General Lang's Mansion, there were two oil bottles behind them, Zhi Yuan and Li Shigang with bald heads.

My family, Duan Mingyu, just politely invited the two of them to come over to the mansion for a talk, but the two of them hit the snake with sticks and announced directly that they were living in Lang Jiang's mansion. I will definitely fight to the death with these two guys, either you die or I live...

Duan Mingyu really wanted to look up to the sky and let out a long sigh: "My ancestor, you are so rigid, I believe in your evil..."

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the mansion, he saw Yuan Hongzhi, an old Taoist who had been away for several months, suddenly appearing and playing Go with a young Taoist priest.

Seeing Duan Mingyu's return, Yuan Hongzhi immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "Young Master Duan is leisurely, traveling around mountains and rivers, how pleasant it is. Let me introduce you. This is my beloved apprentice Yuan Chuang. I might bother Young Master Duan too..." Disciple, don't hurry to meet Mr. Duan." Yuan Hongzhi shouted and cursed.

Yuan Chuang was also dressed in a Ziyang Taoist robe, very obedient, and bowed his hands to Duan Mingyu submissively: "Wuliang Tianzun, I, Yuan Chuang, have met Mr. Duan!"

Duan Mingyu rolled his eyes helplessly, and cursed secretly in his heart: "I thank your whole family, I'm almost becoming an asylum, and there are still two monks behind who haven't had time to be resettled, you still come!"

Duan Mingyu was about to explode, but saw Zhiyuan old monk jumped out from behind and said: "Hey, old Taoist Yuan, why are you here!"

"Hey, why is it you, old bald donkey? If you can come, I can't come." Yuan Hongzhi didn't show any weakness, and as soon as he came up, he had a run on Zhiyuan.

"Old Niubi Taoist, dare to call the poor monk a bald donkey, the poor monk will fight with you today." The old monk Zhiyuan shouted, rolled up his sleeves, and said angrily.

"I'll go, when will I be afraid of you coming? Come, come, let's talk about three hundred rounds." Yuan Hongzhi also rushed forward.

Cough cough, I didn't expect the two to know each other. Duan Mingyu, the righteous master, felt a little guilty. Looking at it like this, the relationship between the old man is obviously not very friendly. Grandma is a bear, so I'm afraid it will be lively here.

I saw that the two couldn't help talking, and directly competed. Li Shigang and Yuan Chuang also met as enemies, and they looked extremely jealous.

An old couple and a young couple fought each other in that instant, and the scene suddenly flew into a mess, and the situation changed suddenly. It was a mess, and there was a good sign that the roof would be overturned.

Duan Mingyu and his friends were instantly confused and speechless.

It was a good fight between dragons and tigers.

Only Yang Zhaoniang showed the long-lost chicken jelly and passion on her face, and she kept applauding.

"Zhaoniang, make another cup of tea and grab a handful of melon seeds. Let's observe and observe." Duan Mingyu watched for a long time, and finally got used to this strange fight. With a suspended mentality, he sat on the side and admired it with great interest.

"Old-nosed old man, this poor monk wants to fight you for another [-] rounds... don't pull me." The old monk Zhiyuan shouted angrily, yelling, but the meaning was obviously a hint, implying that everyone was pulling hold him.

Sure enough, Duan Mingyu and the others understood immediately, and quickly pulled Zhi Yuan back: "Calm down, Master, please stop fighting. Peace is the most important thing. Let's fight after dinner..."

Zhiyuan: "..."

This sentence is too embarrassing, and he even tried to treat the final duel between the two as entertainment after dinner.

Yuan Hongzhi and Zhi Yuan glared at Duan Mingyu, and Duan Mingyu immediately shut up. Why is my mouth so sloppy? I accidentally exposed the most true and most desired thoughts in my heart.

Duan Mingyu immediately explained: "You guys are wrong. My original intention was that the two of you can turn the fight into friendship. If a fight is unavoidable, I think it should be postponed as much as possible, preferably indefinitely. Both of you are seniors. The pillars of the Tang Empire, the pillars of the country, and living fossils, if one person is lost, it is also a great loss for the country and the people..."

Duan Mingyu showed a serious expression and gaze, watching the two old monsters who had seen through Duan Mingyu's mind.

Duan Mingyu let out a long sigh when he saw that the two were restless and at a loss. Duan Mingyu put a disappointed and incomprehensible expression on his face, with a sad expression on his face: "You two, you two, what do you know? Is it called selfless dedication? Do you know what it means to give up fame and fortune? It seems that you really don’t understand the noble character of spring silkworms dying when silkworms die, and wax torches turning to ashes and tears before drying.” My sad and wise eyes passed over Chang’an The walls of the city crossed the land and reached the vast Pacific Ocean...

"Ahem, Mr. Duan, I'm going to misunderstand you later. I'm sorry, maybe I really misunderstood you." Zhi Yuan tremblingly said to Duan Mingyu, but still didn't have any intention of repenting, but who am I, cough cough, What is this No. [-] scholar? He is an invincible opponent in the world, who specializes in changing people's ideas, shifting their goals and directions.

The dinner was not satisfactory, the monks had to be vegetarian, and the Taoist priests had to eat meat, so they almost got into a fight.

In the end, Duan Mingyu had no choice but to let them have a table for each of them, which was considered to have solved the problem of dinner.

However, many things were not perfect. Even if Duan Mingyu divided the monks and priests into two tables, the two sides stared at each other angrily. From time to time, a chicken leg and a chopstick could be seen flying across the sky. The scene was a mess.

Everyone ran away with their heads in their arms, saying that they were not the opponents of these four bastards.

There are thousands of mistakes, and they are all mistakes of different beliefs. What should people say?

The group of people who were accidentally injured hurriedly fled to the courtyard, couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing, calling it unlucky.

Duan Mingyu couldn't help but give the middle finger to God: "I thank you for your evil belief."