These people were fisted to the flesh, and they used a lot of internal energy. It was really unsympathetic, as if they had seized the opportunity to beat them to death. However, these people were fighting fiercely. , But no one used weapons, let alone kills, which surprised her a bit.
"Boom!"
"Hi! Wang Yu, you bastard! Do you dare to beat your great master!"
"It's not you who beat you! This son has wanted to beat you for a long time! If you don't beat you all over the floor, you are not surnamed King Yaben!" Wang Yu shook his fist vigorously. It hits, the force shoots down, bangs, just listening to that force makes people feel painful.
"Ah! My tooth! Bastard! I'm never finished with you!"
"Hi! Do you dare to slap me in the face! I let you slap my face, I let you slap me! Bang bang bang!"
Feng Jiu watched there, and saw that the two Jinyi boys were playing messy, even the jade crowns on their heads were torn apart, and that Zeng San, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, couldn't bear to gamble.
"My son, my son is okay, well, don't fight, don't fight." Wang's attendant looked like this, fearing that he would be killed, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull his son away.
"San Ye, how are you San Ye?" The two attendants of the Zeng family didn't bother to fight again, and quickly stepped forward to help them up.
"Fuck! Lord, I must kill that bastard!" Zeng San roared. With this roar, two teeth fell down, and his words leaked out of the wind. He suddenly stiffened and touched his mouth. He looked at the tooth that fell from the ground again, and was furious for a while: "Bad son! I killed you!"
"San Ye, San Ye, don't fight, don't fight..." The two attendants quickly held him down.
"His, it hurts me so much, how are my eyes? Are they swollen?" Wang Yu snorted lightly, and after glancing at him, he touched his left eye and asked the attendant next to him.
"No, it's not swollen, it's just a little greener." The attendant whispered, and after the voice fell, he lowered his head, not daring to look at his messy appearance.
"Young Master Yu, are you okay?" Feng Jiu asked with a smile on his lips.
"it's okay no problem."
As he said, turning around, he saw that Empress Feng Jiu seemed to think of something. He quickly bowed his head and tidied up his robe, and found that the jade crown was crooked, and he was thinking about straightening it, but this straightening, It moved and crooked again.
"San Ye, let's go!"
The two attendants of the Zeng family saw that Wang Yu was not paying attention to them, and they quickly pulled their paternal grandfather thinking about leaving, but they didn’t want to. Zeng San was dragged away, but when she passed by Feng Jiu, she saw her face. Suddenly he couldn't move his legs, his eyes widened with a stunning face and swollen eyes trying to see the beauty in front of him, but at this moment...
"You little turtle! What do you look at! Don't hurry up!" Wang Yu was immediately annoyed when he saw him staring at Feng Jiu with a pair of eyes, and kicked the opponent's ass as he raised his leg.
"Hi! Wang Yu, you bastard! You wait for the little master! The little master won't let you go!"
Then Zeng San was kicked and rushed forward. Fortunately, the two attendants helped to avoid falling to the ground. The two attendants were afraid that they would fight again, and hurriedly took him away, half pulled and half held.
Wang Yu instinctively took out his portable fan and wanted to fan the wind to ease his feelings, but when he thought of the current appearance, the opened fan closed him back again. Looking at Feng Jiu, he couldn't help but laughed: "This, that... makes you laugh."