My hands were trembling, my mouth was trembling, and my feet were trembling. My mind flashed like a flash of lightning in my mind. When I first came to Cheng Mansion, I saw the scene of the flower hall hitting spears. I met the cake sellers every time. I was far away last time. This time, if I hadn't been agile and fast, I would have been rubbed off the tip of my nose. I just raised my butt and wanted to escape. An angry shout came from the inside: "Who is outside, dare to watch my brother and sister perform martial arts!" Half a dozen youth versions of Uncle Cheng rushed out, holding a gun with a knife and jumped to me with a hideous face.

"Brother-in-law?!" Liu stared at me with a cow's eyes, stood up quickly, laughed dryly, and bowed: "I'm wandering around, wandering around, just leave. The scenery there is good. I'm going to take a look, and the six uncles say goodbye."

"Where are you going! Hahaha... I was worried that no one would come to play with our brothers, but I didn't expect that I would come now, go, go in." Cheng Chumo grabbed me and dragged me in, looking at the stance, he couldn't walk. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled, and walked inward.

"Brother-in-law, wait for my seventh sister to stop, and then go over to greet me. My seventh sister is powerful in axe technique, but I dare not call you now. I am messed up. As soon as my flying axe comes over, my brothers are no matches!" As soon as my uncle Cheng said this, he almost scared me down. These seventh sisters and generals like Cheng Chumo are no matches? In the distance, there were only a few cold lights flashing from the flying dust. The sound of the wind was like thunder, sweating, sweating too much, so I quickly grabbed Cheng Chuliang, raised my fingers and asked tremblingly: "Brother, who is this hero?" I really wanted to confirm if there was something wrong with our ears.

"How about my seventh sister? There is no coward in our Cheng family. My seventh sister is among my brothers!" Cheng Chuliang proudly raised his thumbs at me and hugged his eyes.

"Ah?!" Uncle Cheng's man dressed up as a woman, but his force has been improved by a higher level?

"Tell you, my seventh sister is good at writing, chess, calligraphy and painting. In terms of martial arts, the eighteen weapons are even more adept. I saw that there was no long spear at the door just now, and it was just my seventh sister." A proud uncle squeezed over and interrupted. The specific ranking was that he was, and I couldn't tell. Looking at the trembling spear body at the gate of the courtyard, I felt a little tempted to go home.

"Finding a wife like my seventh sister, but you have gained the blessings for several lifetimes..." Another uncle who was hiding his name was in front of me.

A soft shout from afar, a huge cold light penetrated into the ground, causing a tremor. I even felt the trembling of the ground, and half a dozen uncle Cheng raised his hand and shouted: "Okay! The seventh sister is so good at axe, and I have all the true teachings of my father..." I squeezed behind the two uncles Cheng with a black look on my face, trying my best to open my eyes and try my best to see the true face of this female hero.

The rising smoke gradually dissipated, and a long-handled Xuanhua giant axe entered the mud nearly half a foot. A woman in red with a wrist tied her skirt gradually showed her true appearance-

Under her feet are a pair of warriors' soft-sole boots. She tied her calves, tied her trousers on top, covered with a short skirt, and a rhino wide band around her waist. A pair of dark red water sleeves were tied by a pair of wrist guards. Her hands, as white as mutton fat, were white and round and lines-free, still seemed to be delicately placed on the axe handle standing on the ground. Her black hair was tied tightly in the pink scarf, and a few strands of black hair were still hanging from her temples. The white and greasy skin was covered with a faint redness. Sweat slipped down her cheeks, and the spring water and peach blossoms covered her face, adding a third of water.

The long eyebrows of the nose, slightly opened the red lips and panted gently. A pair of lazy and half-open eyes were squinted lightly, foggy, and a faint stream of light was rippling. The lips were plumper than ordinary women, but it made people feel that it was surprisingly fit and pleasing to the slightly rounded face. It was not as slender as the palace maid's sister, nor was it as bright and bright as Li Shu's girl, but it could make you feel no bloated. I can finally understand why people in the Tang Dynasty regarded plump as beauty. The seven girls in the Cheng family are a perfect example, with obvious curves and convex concave

Her body exudes an attraction like spring. Her skin is the whitest woman I have seen so far. Her temples are slightly raised and her lazy expression is a look that seems to be indifferent to her eyes hidden in the dark. The lazy and plump style ripples in my eyes along the wind, like the Persian cat leaning on the couch, always so casual and lazy, but it exudes charm enough to make normal people crazy, but the wildness that comes from the bones and the occasional coldness that flashes make people feel difficult to get close to, and even dangerous.

After a few breaths, the seven girls of the Cheng family lifted them lightly, as if they were weak, the giant axe that penetrated deep into the ground rose up with a cry, waking me, who was immersed in dividing women with artistic sense, woke me up.

"Seventh sister, come quickly, the second son of the Fang family is here!" Cheng Chumo lifted me out of the back and shouted loudly at the seventh sister of the Cheng family who was walking here.

The slender and half-closed eyes never seemed to be wide open. She tilted her head slightly, looked at me with her lips slightly raised, and seemed to be smiling. She always felt like this girl was watching a clown in a circus, so she stood in the distance and gave a whisper: "I have seen Mr. Fang, please forgive me for being rude for being unruly dressed, so I will leave first, and then apologize to the master after taking a shower and changing clothes." It's polite, so polite, what's going on, is it that I'm dazzled?

There is no Uncle Cheng who dresses up as a woman, nor does he pick his nose and call his husband Ruhua. There is only a beauty who can combine delicateness, wildness, laziness and style among thousands of troops. I couldn't help but chill. He could enter and exit seven times among thousands of troops, so why did he get so delicate? But looking at her winding back, she looked so skillful and enchanting, of course, except for the shiny axe she was holding in her hand.

"How is it? Are our seventh sisters water spirit?" Cheng Chuliang's voice was accompanied by the lewd smiles of a group of youth versions of Uncle Cheng... I was speechless. Just thinking of the huge Xuanhua axe, my heart was cold and water spirit. Even if your sister water spirit is like Yang Guifei, it would be strange if you really let the beautiful woman Yang take this Xuanhua axe and try playing around in front of Li Longji, it would be strange if Emperor Minghuang of Tang was scared off his dentures.

I don't want to get into this issue with these evil guys and talk nonsense. However, my uncles didn't play with me and insisted on letting me go into battle. They said they were evaluating my martial arts. We didn't want to lose face and acted like a lie. We hadn't recovered from diarrhea yet, and told several uncles that there was a good wine in the front hall. Immediately, half a dozen youthful versions of Uncle Cheng disappeared from my eyes. Cheng Chuliang was quite kind. Before he shook, he told me that it was his seventh sister's yard to the east. Then he laughed lewdly and disappeared... Damn!—

It was very strange and very contradictory. I don’t know why, after seeing Uncle Cheng’s daughter, I always felt that something was wrong. I felt very strange in my heart. Go to see her? Or not? It was very difficult. To be honest, I didn’t expect that Uncle Cheng’s daughter was actually a very extraordinary beauty, and she was probably full of martial arts. In addition, she was good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If a woman like this is a man, she would probably be at least a general, Wanhuhou, or something.

I felt justice in my heart that this beautiful girl was about to marry a careless young man who traveled through time was not worth it, but my feet were like they were on a clockwork and they automatically left the yard and went east...

The spring in the north seemed to come quickly. In a few blinks, in the mottled and shallow green, there were already light colors dotted among the leaves, swaying in the spring breeze, which was particularly charming, and the flower path gradually came into the eye. This poem is really realistic. There is no place in this yard without flowers. Even on the path, the wild flowers of Weiming struggled to poke their heads. Not far ahead, a pool of clear water, and the cool breath spreads in all directions from the water. An elegant attic stretched out half of the water, and a water corridor stretched out from the pavilion, which was only apart from the water. A black-haired girl leaned lazily in front of the long table, holding the guqin in a while...

"Please... my lady is waiting for you." A little maid stood in front of me and whispered.

"Oh, please lead the way..." He hurriedly replied and followed the girl toward the water pavilion.

"Young Master, please sit down, cicada, serve tea for you..." It's very serious, very ladylike, and polite as if I was a family member who went to a parent-teacher meeting, and the parent of a student who made a mistake, and she felt like a class teacher and political propagandist. "You're welcome, thank you." I'm very detained now. God knows what he's crazy about, and insists on obeying the temptation of Cheng Chuliang's evil guy and traveling here to wander around.

"Today, the young master is visiting, and the little girl is not able to meet her. She is rude." Cheng MM was too polite, with a calm look, a serious expression, and a soft and hard style.

"No, no, no." Under the girl's eyes now, she was very uncomfortable showing her front teeth to show kindness. What else can she do? She jumped up and recited a poem with a nerve? Otherwise, she would twist her butt and hit the dance? This girl would rush up crying and shouting. I'm afraid that the girl would just throw her breaststroke into the water and practice breaststroke. She would be the best ending.

His eyes were unstable, and he finally found a place that could fall into his eyes. The big Xuanhua axe was standing aside, "Young Master is so martial?" Cheng MM spoke.

"On average, practice for a few days..."
Chapter completed!