Transmigrate to be Queen

"Little chestnut, let's practice. Master Wu said, what are you doing well now? If you lose to me, you will lose face to master Wu."

Zheng Fusheng just said a word to xiaolizi. He was afraid that he would be merciful for a while, and he would be even more ashamed.

"Don't worry, I won't release water. Master Wu taught me so carefully. If I didn't even take it seriously, Master Wu would have kicked me away. But, third Lord, I'm going to offend you."

Because he grew up with the third Lord when he was young, although Xiao Lizi respected Zheng Fusheng, he was also very close to him.

"Yes, if you say so, let's practice."

Zheng Fusheng came out early in the morning in a short fight for practicing martial arts. He didn't have to take off his robe. Ning Xiaoman, who had just practiced for a while and was sweating a little, had already taken off a coat. At this time, after listening to the words of the two people, he stood far away to prevent suffering from the fish pond.

Zheng Bai and Zheng Qian also gave way to the venue, but they were very interested,

"Agreed not to let, master, you give little chestnut some color to see, relying on his foundation, but you don't bully us less."

They put on airs and asked the master to avenge them, but Zheng Fusheng turned his mouth,

"I can't beat others. It's good to let me take revenge for you. Don't lose face. You are the personal bodyguard and xiaolizi is the attendant. You two bodyguards have been defeated by the attendant. I don't think you have to mix up."

Zheng Bai and Zheng Qian shouted,

"Master, without your confidence, I know that xiaolizi has a unique family skill and is still here to help him speak. Of course we are not afraid of others outside, but xiaolizi is really a step late."

Little chestnut listened to the two people shouting at random and couldn't help waving their fists at them. They immediately stopped and took a step back, making Ning Xiaoman laugh. Little chestnut was much thinner than Zheng Bai and Zheng Qian. I didn't see that the original force value was so high.

"Well, don't bully them. Let's start."

I have to say that little chestnut doesn't look like he knows martial arts at all, which also hides his strength. When he goes out with the third Lord Zheng Fusheng, no one will guard against him.

"Lord, I have offended you."

Little chestnut took the lead. With the momentum of that palm, Zheng Fusheng rushed over with the wind. Zheng Fusheng lightly hid in the past, and they moved quickly from hand to leg.

"Master, who do you think will win?"

On the surface, they are still equal. Ning Xiaoman quietly gathered around Qingkou and analyzed it with her.

"Xiaoman, although you are pregnant, I won't let you practice these Kung Fu, but it doesn't mean you have poor eyesight. Can't you see it so obviously?"

Qingkou's voice is very strict. Usually she is most used to Xiaoman, but as soon as she practices next to her, she becomes a strict teacher.

"Yes, master, I'll have a good look."

Ning Xiaoman didn't dare to be lazy. He quickly fixed his eyes on the two people who were hard to separate and quickly saw the gap.

The Kung Fu they use now is taught by a master, so they are very clear about each other's routine. Although they walk fast, they can easily judge each other's intention and whereabouts when each other takes the palm. Naturally, it will be easier to seal. However, if it was not for this reason, Zheng Fusheng would have lost long ago.

Ning Xiaoman sighed and shouted at Zheng Fusheng,

"Hey, can you stop losing face? You know you can't beat others, but you still don't stop. You can't hide the appearance of which house. These thieves with bright eyes can't you."

Ning Xiaoman's voice immediately disconnected the two figures in the field. They took a step back and stopped at the same time. Zheng Fusheng rubbed it. He was really embarrassed,

"It's a step back. Please forgive my lax disciples, master. Don't be complacent, younger martial brothers. I'll catch up soon."

Ning Xiaoman takes out his handkerchief to wipe Zheng Fusheng's sweat,

"Come on, don't talk hard. Stay strong. Let's practice hard. This Kung Fu can't be practiced by talking hard. It depends on our real skills."

"Don't say that, princess. It's useless. If you use the mianyun liushuang formula, it's small, but it's not your opponent. My mianyun liushuang formula doesn't have half the skill of the prince. This gap can't be made up by a few fists."

Of course, little chestnut knows how powerful the Lord's internal skill is now. Master Wu said that he is not the Lord's opponent with his internal skill alone, so little chestnut knows himself very well. If he uses real Kung Fu, he will be knocked down by the LORD a few times.

"Don't belittle yourself. You're good at Kung Fu. You need to accumulate your internal skills. You'll have a good development in the future."

Little chestnut is a eunuch. He can't double practice with anyone, but because he has no distractions, no one can say that he can't practice.

When they came back from the school yard, they were both sweating. Hazy Xiang knew that the master had gone to the school yard and had already prepared hot water and waited. The wooden bell also asked the small kitchen to prepare a hot breakfast. After taking a bath and having breakfast, they went back to bed to make up for their sleep. It was a good time for the king's house to live in seclusion.

The first day of living in seclusion made them interested in practicing martial arts. They were sweating hard every morning. I don't know if they can think of anything else to be fun tomorrow. Maybe there will be new ideas tomorrow.