My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 670

Taoism follows nature, follow one's inclinations.

Not only did Li Buyi's angry scolding sound not make everyone present feel that it was a joke, but it spoke out their hearts.

Indeed, where did this girl pull out twelve old onions.

Liu Mingzhi took a few deep breaths to calm down, looking at the twelve old women in front of him, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

The voice is melodious and tactful, and it is only natural for the girl to call her.

But the appearance of this sixty-seventy-year-old woman, logically speaking, it is not an exaggeration to call her a lady.

Liu Mingzhi pondered for a long time but couldn't find a suitable title. After thinking for a long time, old lady seemed to be the most suitable title, and just as he was about to speak, a burst of silver bell-like laughter came.

"Unexpectedly, you are all ordinary people, mothers, step back!"

When everyone was surprised, twelve young women walked out of the broken door. The clothes on their bodies were exactly the same as the twelve old onions. The only difference was the difference in appearance.

Everyone's mood is even more ups and downs.

Each of the twelve women who came out lived up to the looks of the Misty Flying Sky Picture, the Twelve Women Allure.

After a general glance at Liu Mingzhi, he found that these twelve young women were not inferior to his wife Qi Yun.

"The sisters of the slave family, Yuxiao, have met the little general!"

As soon as Yuxiao opened her mouth, everyone knew that the melodious voice just now came from this woman's mouth.

Liu Mingzhi glanced at Li Yugang's eyes and gradually narrowed his eyes: "Girl, the Twelve Flying Immortals of Dunhuang lived in the land of Ganzhou for generations. Today, the commander-in-chief is ordered to destroy the Bailian rebels. You will attack the imperial army for no reason and injure the commander-in-chief." The soldiers under your command, do you want to rebel?"

"The little general really scared the slave family. It is obvious that the soldiers under your command broke into the room of the slave sisters. The little general said that it was the slave sisters who wanted to attack the court. What a big crime. The little heart of the slave family is jumping around. what happened!"

Liu Mingzhi suddenly felt a pain in his arm and immediately came back to his senses and looked at Yuxiao opposite him in surprise. He didn't expect that he had the same kung fu as Suzaku. If it wasn't for Song Qing choking him awake, he might have lost his mind!

"How dare you use charm to confuse me!"

"Oh, it's the little general and you don't have enough concentration. How can you say that it's the slave who charms you, the little general. Could it be that being beautiful is also a sin?"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Yuxiao vigilantly, not daring to look into her eyes: "Tell me your purpose in Penglai Pavilion, otherwise you will be sent to prison for trial for injuring a sergeant!"

"Sisters from the Nu family have heard that the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is picturesque for a long time, so they came here to see it. This doesn't seem to violate the laws of the Great Dragon, does it?"

"Since I'm here to see Misty Rain in the south of the Yangtze River, why do I fight when I meet a sergeant to check my credentials!"

"Being broken into the boudoir by a strange man, it seems reasonable for the slave family to drive them out in order to preserve their reputation? The slave sisters are still clean girls! In case your reputation is damaged, young general, are you responsible for the slave sisters?"

Liu Mingzhi had nothing to say when he saw Yu Xiao who was speaking reasonablely, but he had a faint feeling that something was wrong.

Looking at the Twelve Flying Immortals standing in a row, Liu Mingzhi's heart skipped a beat: "Deputy General Song, take someone to the backyard of Penglai Pavilion to check thoroughly to see if anyone else is there. Han Peng ordered the three armies outside to keep their eyes wide open. You are allowed to leave the cabinet without authorization, and you will be killed!"

"Order!"

Song Qing drew out the horizontal knife at his waist and beckoned to hundreds of dragon guards to rush to the backyard.

The jade flute who was still charming just now turned cold and made a move, and the jade flute in the hand of one of the old onions flew straight into his hand.

The remaining 11 people also used internal force to recall various instruments from the hands of Eleven Old Onions, and quickly formed a strange formation to block Song Qing.

Yuxiao held Yuxiao in front of her and blocked Song Qing: "This general, the sisters from the slave family have not put away their obscene clothes and trousers just after taking a bath. If you big men see the sisters from the slave family, how will you get married?" man!"

Liu Mingzhi's expression changed drastically, and he guarded Li Yugang behind him and looked at Yuxiao and the others sternly: "You really are delaying time, say, who else is behind?"

"The back is the clothes that the slave sisters just changed!"

"I'll give you one last chance, if you dare to block it, you will be killed!"

Yuxiao stared at First Young Master Liu with a hint of charm in her eyes: "Little General, these sisters of the slave family are all weak girls. Aren't you a group of big men who bully a group of small girls not afraid of the ridicule of the world's heroes?"

Liu Mingzhi's eyes became blurred and he immediately bit the tip of his tongue: "You still dare to seduce me, go ahead, shoot me to death!"

The horizontal knife in Song Qing's hand slashed straight at the Twelve Flying Immortals, and judging from the degree of injuries to Cheng Kai's people just now, the Twelve Flying Immortals definitely had martial arts skills, so Song Qing Qing didn't show mercy.

I thought that the Twelve Flying Immortals would retreat immediately, after all, Song Qing's fierce saber aura was already visible to the naked eye.

"I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!"

A guzheng sound came, and the saber energy visible to the naked eye was stopped by the sound waves of the guzheng.

Song Qing and the woman in yellow who was holding the guzheng took a step back at the same time to stabilize their figure.

Song Qing watched with a serious expression as the horizontal knife in the woman's hand broke suddenly: "Eight grade? The Twelve Flying Immortals really live up to their reputation!"

The silver bell-like laughter of the woman in yellow came: "General, you are not bad, but the servants underestimated you just now!"

Song Qing threw away the horizontal knife in his hand and pulled out the sword behind his back: "Array, don't get close to these witches, archers shoot arrows!"

Hundreds of dragon guards and soldiers immediately formed a formation, with swords and shields in front and archers behind, shooting the rain of arrows in their hands at the twelve flying immortals without hesitation.

The Twelve Flying Immortals turned a blind eye to the incoming arrow rain, and fiddled with the instruments in their hands one after another.

Gang Qi condensed into a shield to block all the arrow rain from the outside.

There was a trace of fear in Song Qing's eyes: "All of them are of the eighth grade, third brother, take the prince away quickly, if you can't use it here, if the army can't pull out the formation, they will easily be strangled by them!"

"Be careful, get out if you can't, and see how they are the opponents of Sanqian Wuwei!"

Yu Xiao's laughter came: "The little general is right, the sisters of the Nu family really dare not be enemies with the three thousand martial guards, but if the slave family wants to leave the three thousand martial guards, don't even try to stop the sisters of the Nu family!"

Thinking of the Penglai Pavilion built next to the water, Liu Mingzhi's expression turned ugly.

The Twelve Flying Immortals were indeed no match for Long Wuwei, but they couldn't stop them if they wanted to leave.

Song Qing was the only person in Longwuwei who had reached the eighth rank. Seeing Song Qing's fearful expression, he knew that Song Qing was definitely not their opponent.

Song and Qing are not so conceited with one against twelve.

"Duke Ming, Lord Kong, I'll send you out first!"

Although Li Yugang looked a little frightened, he was not too flustered, and nodded gently: "Try to lure them outside! Penglai Building can't accommodate many military guards."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ming!"

"I want to go, does my slave agree?"

Song Qing saw a figure of a purple-clothed woman holding a Guqin among the Twelve Flying Immortals flashing towards Young Master Liu and the three of them immediately stopped them with swords: "Bold, do you want Dunhuang to flow into rivers of blood?"

The sword and the piano hit each other, and the two flew back at the same time.

Song Qing looked at the woman in purple coldly: "All the officers and men listen to the order, immediately protect the prince and the commander-in-chief to retreat!"

Hundreds of dragon guards watched Twelve Flying Immortals in full formation, and slowly retreated outside the door protecting the three statues of Liu Mingzhi according to the formation.

Yu Xiao looked at the group of people with a sneer: "Twelve Flying Immortals!"

(End of this chapter)