Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 133
Dongfang Lu dribbled the ball forward, and suddenly, the fierce offensive stagnated like an iron wall.

Leng Xia didn't know when she was approaching, and suddenly she stole the ball again, and she lifted it calmly with her foot, and in Dongfang Lu's pale face, the sepak takraw ball flew towards the sky!

Zhan Beilie in the rear looked like a goshawk with its wings spread, leaping towards the sky, immediately catching the ball, followed by a flash of black shadow in mid-air, Dongfang Run and Zhan Beilie were fighting together.

At this moment, a ghostly figure flew across the sky between the two of them, and a shooting star Feiyue shot the takraw ball directly at Dongchu's goal!

The sepak takraw ball appeared sharply like a shooting star, drawing a perfect arc in the sky, lightly passed over the heads of the crowd, and brought out a whistling whistle, hitting the ball cleanly!

At that moment, the ball passed the audience, and the four players made the rounds in one go. It was so fast that people had no time to react. All the spectators were stunned for a moment before bursting into applause.

The goal was really beautiful!

Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia looked at each other and smiled, trust and tacit understanding sprouted and fermented in the eyes of the two, and quickly returned to defense after a successful blow.

Dongfang Lu glanced at the two of them with a sullen expression, pinched the paper bag hidden in his hand again, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Time passed slowly, the players of the two teams surrounded each other on the field, the takraw ball rolled across the ground, and the cooperation between Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia was seamless, spanning the half court in an instant.

at this time!

Zhan Beilie and Dongfang Run fought, at some point Dongfang Lu quietly approached the two of them, and when Zhan Beilie had no time to separate himself, he suddenly stepped forward and bent his head with his elbow, and gently raised his other hand towards him, colorless. The odorless powder instantly floated in the air where no one could see.

Dongfang Run frowned, and his long and narrow eyes turned to Dongfang Lu with a smile, flashing a trace of coldness.

Zhan Beilie, who had already been reminded when Leng Xia entered the arena, was well prepared, with a serious expression on his face, and quickly held his breath.

At the same time, Leng Xia in the distance kicked his feet, and the takraw ball roared with the sound of breaking the wind at extreme speed!

The rattan ball was castrated, as if it had eyes, and it went straight towards Dongfang Lu!

Then, it hit him alive...

Below the waist, above the legs!
"Ow!"

Dongfang Lu's eyes protruded and his pupils shrank suddenly. He who had already held his breath couldn't help taking a deep breath, and let out a shrill cry of pain. Rolling on the ground.

The sudden turn of events stunned everyone for a moment.

In the auditorium, some eyes stared into a light bulb, some mouths opened into an O shape, and some cheered movements stopped in the air...

Everything was frozen at this moment, and in the utter silence of the paddock, only the voice of Dongfang Lu's screaming was lingering and lingering.

Amid everyone's sluggishness, Leng Xia leisurely paced in front of Dongfang Lu who was rolling on the ground, smiled innocently, and said softly, "Sorry, poor technique, the takraw ball fell off."

puff……

Countless bursts of laughter erupted from the auditorium.

The takraw ball fell off?
Then leaped half of the field and got off on Dongfang Lu's body?
It's so undead that he slipped towards his masculine symbol by such a coincidence. The man hurts the most?
Look at the nonsense that this handsome young man is talking about, his face is not red and his heart is not beating, and his innocent expression, who would not believe it?

Look at the eldest prince Dongchu who is rolling around on the ground, that little face is pale, that little sweat is dripping, that little screaming, and that little teeth are biting, isn't this just a sign of bad luck?
Eldest prince, you should just swallow this breath, injuries on the Cuju field are inevitable, although the injuries are a little bit, didn't our King Yue also have a broken leg?

Cough cough, what is this called?

Not not reporting, time is not here!
The sky has eyes... Ah, no, the takraw ball has eyes!

There was a burst of applause outside the court, good, what a sepak takraw ball!
Dongfang Lu curled up and rolled on the ground, the piercing pain spread all over his body, and he was dripping with cold sweat. Then, for no reason, his whole body seemed to be drained of strength, even the strength to roll was gone.

Dongfang Lu lay stiffly on the ground, he already knew that he had inadvertently inhaled the package of Ruanjin powder that he had prepared, and the effect of the medicine took effect, the hatred in his heart was burning like a raging fire, his intestines were green from regret, It was his nightmare to let this woman play in the game!
Just when he hated everything, he suddenly heard Leng Xia's apology, and the anger stuck in his throat, and he almost couldn't bring it up in a breath.

There was a deep smile in Dongfang Run's eyes, and he replied elegantly: "Accidental injuries on the cuju field are inevitable, and the emperor's brother is only a minor injury, so it doesn't matter."

Minor injury?My uncle!Dongfang Lu wanted to yell, but his whole body was so weak that he couldn't even open his mouth, so he kept groaning while staring at the pain.

At this moment, the white-haired imperial physicians finally arrived, took turns to take his pulse nervously, stroked his beard and hesitated and said: "The eldest prince's injury is not serious, but... within three years, it will be a serious injury." I can't have sex anymore, I have to recuperate..."

This time, Dongfang Lu really didn't bring it up in one breath, rolled his eyes, and fainted with anger.

Dongfang Lu, who was unable to steal the chicken, was carried down by a stretcher, and the Cuju match was basically over. Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia cooperated tacitly and won with a six-goal lead!
Leng Xia and Zhan Beilie returned to their seats, and the eyes of all the Daqin officials looked at her differently, with a bit of honor. They thought that King Lie married a trash, but they didn't expect the last time Beiyan's provocation won glory for our Great Qin, and this time he won the championship with Lie Wang's two swords in the Cuju competition. Princess Xiwei is very right to match our Lie Wang.

Xiao Feng waved his arms to greet her, and shouted excitedly: "My good sister, you are amazing!"

At this time it was approaching evening, there was still a banquet in the palace at night, and she had to change back to formal palace attire, Leng Xia's lips curled up, and she followed Xiao Feng towards her palace.

The two walked side by side, Xiao Feng clenched his jade fist and said angrily: "That Dongfang Lu is too despicable, he even resorted to such shameless tricks, causing Bei Yue to lie on the bed now!"

(End of this chapter)