Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 132
"Why are you here?" Zhan Beilie grinned and strode towards him, thinking that Leng Xia was here to cheer him up, and his heart was full of little bubbles of happiness.

Leng Xia stood with her hands behind her back, her cold eyes swept over Dongfang Lu's tightly clenched fists, and she replied leisurely: "Well, come and play."

Zhan Beilie frowned, and glanced at her. There was a flash of understanding in the eagle eyes, and there was a hint of sarcasm on the hard-lined face. He turned to Leng Xia, and his voice immediately turned warm, Responded: "Okay."

Those who didn't know Leng Xia thought she was a beautiful young man. No one would have thought that such a handsome man was Zhan Beilie's concubine. Naturally, no one questioned her status as a woman and that she was not allowed to play.

Leng Xia didn't deliberately hide her appearance, she just changed into a man's clothes and came off. Anyone who has seen her would recognize her naturally. Dongfang Lu smiled wretchedly, and became more and more interested in her. Unexpectedly, this woman is not only beautiful , and still so tough, dare to dress up as a man and play Cuju, and compete with the men!
Leng Xia waved a player who was slightly injured just now to leave the field, walked steadily to the forward position, and stood proudly.

Although Dongfang Lu is afraid of fighting Beilie, he doesn't take Leng Xia seriously. She is just a little girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. She wants to show off and play with her temper. Since she wants to play, let her play, and by the way, Daqin's overall level will be lowered. a lot.

He has even started to imagine in his mind the scene of his body touching and colliding during Cuju, that exquisite and soft body colliding with him. Thinking of this, that wretched smile added a bit of malicious obscenity .

This smile fell into the eyes of Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia. Neither of them expressed anything, but the eyes were a little bit colder, with a bit of murderous intent flashing across them. Smile, when you will cry .

The referee for this match was sent by West Wei, so that it would be fair and neither side would favor sides.

But for such a lineup, both sides are either princes or princes. As a referee, he can only wait and see. Once he says something wrong and offends these big shots, his nickname will be lost.

At this time, the Great Qin Lie King and the Great Prince of Eastern Chu had already acquiesced in the young man's appearance, that is, if he had ten more guts, he would not dare to throw out the red scarf to express his dissatisfaction and send him off.

Boom!
As the gongs and drums were sounded, the suspended game continued, but before the sound of the gongs disappeared, the game was suspended again.

In the distance, Dongfang Run changed into a black team uniform, with a smile on his lips, and stepped forward. The thick black made him fade away from the casual and leisurely, and replaced it with a somewhat mysterious and noble.

Obviously, like Leng Xia, he also wanted to participate in the competition.

He walked up to the two of them, blinked his long and narrow eyes like willow silk, and smiled softly at the corner of his mouth: "Today's competition is very interesting, and Run also came to join in the fun."

Leng Xia rolled her eyes, and Zhan Beilie twitched the corners of her mouth. The two looked at each other, exchanged looks, and remained silent.

With the sound of the drums, the game officially started, the cheers and cheers in the field were mixed together, a piece of grass was flying and dust was flying, and the battle started!

On Dongchu's side are Dongfang Lu and Dongfang Run's double forwards, who started a fierce competition with Leng Xia and Zhan Beilie!
At this time, more than half of the time has passed, and the field is chasing the stars and the moon, and the wind sweeps the whole field, but no one succeeds, neither side has scored a goal, and neither side gives in to each other. Stalemate.

Dongfang Run's steps are light and vigorous, and his figure is flying in the field like a scissor swallow. Zhan Beilie's movements are swift and powerful, comparable to a swift tiger and leopard. The two confront each other head-on and secretly!
Zhan Beilie flew forward with the ball, but was blocked by Dongfang Run, who followed him like a shadow. Dongfang Run's right leg swept forward ingeniously, and the ball followed his feet, and it reached his feet. Zhan Beilie turned back , the feet are like hooks, and the takraw ball is back again!

The ball spun around under the feet of the two, and the two circled around the sepak takraw ball to and fro, sticking together.

Suddenly, Zhan Beilie charged left and right, took the ball out with a feint, swept his legs, and made a gesture to attack the goal. Suddenly, he slightly pulled the corner of his lips, drew a deft half arc in mid-air, and unexpectedly kicked back. The ball suddenly flew towards the distance, and the ball turned into a far arc in the air.

The play of kicking and judging, the skill of using soldiers!

Dongfang Run raised his eyebrows, this warrior is sometimes very treacherous.

Under Dongfang Run's slander, the place where the takraw ball landed seemed to be the target of public criticism. Multiple players from the two teams rushed towards that direction at the same time. Dongfang Lu arrived first with two Dongchu players, followed by the Daqin team's offensive. Surrounding the small sepak takraw ball, four or five black and white figures came and went, competing fiercely.

Suddenly, a stream of snow-colored light came across the sky, disconnected two Dongchu players with lightning speed, brushed Dongfang Lu's side and smiled.

His figure was like lightning, his feet were like thunder, and he kicked out a sharp arc in the blink of an eye!

The takraw ball flew high into the middle of the field, Zhan Beilie, who had been prepared for a long time, soared into the air, and the ball hit his swift kick while his clothes were flying. Blast into Dongchu's goal!

Whoa!
Everyone shouted, Daqin has led by five goals!

Dongfang Lu stared angrily at Leng Xia, who had snatched the ball from under his feet, but was actually snatched by a woman. The eldest prince Dongchu felt that he had lost all face, and wished he could go up and bite her.

Dongfang Run still stood leisurely in the field, and the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows did not slow down a bit. Looking at the woman who dared to compete with the man, the smile became stronger. It seemed that he was really just here to join in the fun and had nothing to do with winning or losing.

Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia, who flew to the ground, looked at each other across the air. After a moment, they turned around at the same time and prepared to attack and defend again.

This kind of tacit understanding seems to have been rehearsed thousands of times, and one can understand the other party's mind with one look and one movement.

The morale of the crowd was greatly boosted, and they waved their flags and shouted amidst the beating of drums, which lasted for a long time.

Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia cooperated tacitly, you advance and retreat, you defend and attack, while Dongfang Lu can only follow behind Dongfang Run like a tail, otherwise he will be like a headless chicken, scurrying around the field, completely lost Forward power.

(End of this chapter)