The Supreme Fusion of Wuxia/the Supreme Fusion of Tianlong

Tong Xiangyu looked at it: "Then what evidence do you have! Let's listen to it, so that we can allay our suspicions, right?"

Bai Zhantang stepped back and said loudly, "Have you seen the three lightning bolts last night!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes are on Bai Zhantang. The lightning last night was lightning and thunder, and it still oozes when I think of it!How can I not remember it!

"Thirty years ago, when Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue were dueling, the sky was also chasing, three lightning bolts, thunderstorms, Ye Gucheng died on the spot, and there was not even a single scar on his body!"

Everyone listened very seriously, and upon hearing this, Guo Furong slapped the table: "This, this, I know, this is the legendary flying fairy outside the sky."

Seeing everyone's dazed look at the moment, Bai Zhantang continued: "He just finished this trick yesterday, and I went out, let alone people, I didn't even see people, just ask, you have seen such a good thing. Is it easy?"

Everyone shook their heads. They were very interested in Bai Zhantang's words and were looking forward to it!

"Do you know why Ximen Chuixue's martial arts is so high?"

One by one why, no one knows.

But at this time Mo Xiaobei spoke: "I know! I know! Because he has severe depression, he must supplement vitamin C every day, which can improve the body's immunity and promote metabolism."

While Bai Zhantang was not paying attention, Mo Xiaobei grabbed the bottle in his hand and ran quickly.

She was quite happy at first, but in the blink of an eye, misfortune befell her.

Because I ran too fast and didn't pay attention to my feet, I slipped so lightly and fell.

"Oops! My feet."

Looking at Mo Xiaobei's appearance, Tong Xiangyu said lightly, "don't pay attention to her, pretend, let's see how long she can pretend."

For Tong Xiangyu's indifferent appearance, Mo Xiaobei is very irritable, what kind of person is this!

"Sister-in-law, my feet hurt!" Mo Xiaobei said in pain, sitting on the ground.

Seeing Mo Xiaobei's pained expression, Tong Xiangyu became anxious: "It can't be true!"

"It doesn't look like it's pretending!" Wang Zhen said as he came to Mo Xiaobei's side.

At this moment, everyone stood up and rushed to Mo Xiaobei's side.

And Mo Xiaobei was in tears and looked very embarrassed: "My feet! It hurts to death, it hurts to death for me."

Tong Xiangyu gently picked up Mo Xiaobei's foot and rubbed it gently, while Mo Xiaobei continued to shout.

Tong Xiangyu sighed softly: "It seems that this child is not born to practice martial arts quickly, but he can't practice anymore, just slip so lightly, and that's it."

Seeing Mo Xiaobei's painful appearance, Guo Furong was also anxious: "What can I do!"

Tong Xiangyu answered very simply: "We can do it! Add more vitamin C."

Hearing that this vitamin has so many benefits, several people scrambled: "Don't grab it, don't grab it, it's mine."

At this moment, everyone's slapstick echoed throughout the lobby.

Time passed little by little, and Mo Xiaobei's face was drooping, looking at this, he didn't know what grievances he suffered!

"Scrub hard and add a little soap powder."

Although Mo Xiaobei was very reluctant, he did as Guo Furong said, picked up a bar of soap and rubbed it slowly.

But at this moment Guo Furong has something to order: "Pay attention to the neckline, use more soap, and rub with some strength."

Guo Furong babbled like a crow was calling, Mo Xiaobei was very disgusted and ignored Guo Furong's meaning, and rubbed slowly.

Such a move made Guo Furong very unhappy: "Hey, hey! I'm talking about the neckline, not the cuffs. Can you use a snack! Don't be distracted, okay?"

If you can't bear it, you will explode. Mo Xiaobei threw the clothes away with a look of disdain: "I don't wash well, why don't you come."

Guo Furong was taken aback by Mo Xiaobei's appearance at the moment: "What do you mean! If you don't want to wash, don't wash, I'm still begging you to fail!"

Mo Xiaobei pointed to Guo Furong: "Okay! This is what you said. I went back to the house to do my homework."

He got up and was about to leave, but at this time Guo Furong actually sang a song: "Little Erlang, who is so young, carried that schoolbag to the school, and kicked her husband! Don't dare to tell others."

This is a word in words!

No wonder Mo Xiaobei will make compromises!It turns out that there is a handle in Guo Furong's hands!

It's no wonder that Mo Xiaobei, such a difficult person, if he has no handle, how can he be so obedient.

Mo Xiaobei immediately stopped and pointed at Guo Furong: "Hello, hello, hello."

Guo Furong chuckled twice: "Hey, hey, what are you talking about! Just tell me if you have something to say, don't you want to do this?"

Looking at Guo Furong's appearance at the moment, Mo Xiaobei really wanted to go up and beat her, but at the moment she has her own handle in her hand, she must be calm, calm and calm, and can't be impulsive, if her sister-in-law finds out, she will be miserable .

Thinking of Tong Xiangyu's severe punishment, Mo Xiaobei was timid: "I wash, I wash, can't I wash? You have a lot of adults, don't have the same knowledge as me."

Although Mo Xiaobei said so on his mouth, he didn't think like this in his heart. Seeing Guo Furong's proud look, he hated his teeth.

As the saying goes, it is easy to endure the calm for a while, and when the wind blows in the past, you must take revenge and let her Guo Furong be arrogant.

Hearing this, Guo Furong smiled: "Is that right? Don't worry! I don't have the same knowledge as you, so hurry up and wash it! After washing, let the quilt dry in the sun. Today's weather is good and the sun is shining a lot. Ah! Sweep the floor again, wipe the table again, wash the dishes again, and chop the wood again."

Guo Furong said it was very easy, but so much work is very heavy, and it cannot be completed in a short time.

"Then I've done it, what are you doing!" Mo Xiaobei protested.

Seeing Mo Xiaobei's displeased expression, Guo Furong said, "Then I'll be in charge of supervising you! Look at what your eyes mean! Besides, it's not me who beat up Mr.