Zhao Yun left, just like when he came, he came gently, without taking away a cloud, but took away the Yuwen Mansion and the minds of countless people.

Among them are servants and maids, most of them are like gay men like Yuwen Cheng, who can be said to be looking at his back and looking at him.

When he walked out of the mansion and went to the house, he took out weapons and BMWs. His back was elegant and he left everyone with a thought of long hair floating like an immortal, and his white robe was as good as a fairy.

Yuwen Cheng was stunned for a long time when he looked at his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, how much force should I use to compete with Zhao Yun later? You have to grasp this, don't let Zhao Yun cool down all of a sudden."

"Dingdong, it is recommended that the host do not compete with Zhao Yun. If the host insists on comparing, then I will give you a song of Liangliang to everyone. Zhao Yun will definitely not be able to catch your frontal blow, even if you only use half a piece of strength, the nearly one ton of phoenix winged flowing gold bore is not something that Zhao Yun can use to catch."

"Oh, no, I want to compete with him, and I have to use the greatest strength to give Zhao Yun a sudden move, just beat him to Baoqiang, and it will be much more comfortable to look at it. Today I will tell you, I don't want Zhao Yun, I just want Baoqiang, why don't you understand?"

System: "Haha..."

Soon, Zhao Yun came back. He rode a snow-white BMW with a powerful and energetic look without any trace of hair, and walked slowly with a silver-shining gentian silver spear in his hand.

Yuwen Cheng looked at him from afar and suddenly asked the system.

"Can you not live forever after eating Zhao Yun?"

"Dingdong? Why do you ask that?"

"Ha, he has a feeling of Tang Monk."

system:"………"

"Senior brother, this is the magic weapon, gentian, bright silver spear that the master gave to his junior brother not long ago. Please give me advice."

Zhao Yun dismounted, bowed to Yuwen Chengdo, and looked at his cheeks for some reason.

This blush made Yuwen Cheng feel inexplicable.

"Have you encountered something happening to my junior brother? We are as close as brothers. You should be unscrupulous to your senior brother and speak freely. Your senior brother will take great care of you and do your best to help you."

"This..." Zhao Yun's face turned redder when he heard it, and there was a look of grievance and anger. He was like an uninformed girl who was humiliated in the street. He lowered his head and hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, as if he had made up some determination, looked around vigilantly, and found that there was no outsider. He held his ear beside Yuwen Chengdu and said softly.

"Senior brother... Senior brother, this is how it is. I went to the store to get weapons and BMWs. I went all the way. However, when I returned, I was intercepted by two villains. When Yun was about to take action, he didn't expect the two thieves to pass me a note and left. Yun opened the note curiously and looked at it. He was so angry that he was about to pick the two thieves, but found that they had left, so he had to return here to compete with his brother, but there was nothing big. In fact, Naiyun was very angry."

"That's all?" Yu Wen Cheng was a little surprised. Isn't it just a note? How could he make Zhao Yun the same as the wronged little girl?

"Where is the note? Senior brother, look at it."

After hearing this, Zhao Yun's eyes dodged and did not dare to look at him, but after hesitating for a moment, he took out a piece of jute paper.

"Puff... Humph, I'm so embarrassed that I will definitely not let the two thieves get away with it."

When Yuwen Chengdu saw the font on the hemp paper, his face changed wildly, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

Then he felt a heartbroken smile appear, like a sea of ​​broken dams, surging.

But for Zhao Yun's face, he still held it deeply, causing internal injuries.

After tearing the hemp paper apart, Yu Wen Chengdu looked at the horizon with deep eyes and took a deep breath. His mind was extremely disordered, leaving only the few words on the hemp paper that were sophisticated and his language was concise and extremely terrifying.

"What a talent for Emperor Gaozu of Han in the past? However, there was a scholar Jiru who slept with him, not drunk by the red fans, so he did not seek pleasure. The country's government was clear and the people were rich, and the country surrendered, and the iron hooves shook the world.

This is the act of the sages of the ancestors, and we should be similar. We think that our achievements in the Sui Dynasty for thousands of years are so clear that you will be as clear as the ancestor of Han, who will go to Lijia Village ten miles east of Daxing City tonight to see us and follow our ancestors."

"***, Li Shizhen, they are not like this. This is a great talent. He actually said so fresh and refined. If I were Liu Yuanhou, I would have visited the cottage three times."

Suspecting his life for a while, Yuwen Cheng came to his senses, patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder, and said with a righteous look on his face.

"Hey, my junior brother is unpredictable. The social routine is very naughty. You must act carefully to avoid disaster."

"You are remembered by your sincere words in your heart. Let's talk about this later. We have not seen each other for a long time, so we should have a good discussion."

"Hiss!!... It's already in the future?"

Zhao Yun looked confused and didn't understand what he said very well, but he didn't care. He was always thinking about competing with Yuwen Cheng in his heart.

For those who practice martial arts, the greatest happiness is to compete with someone who is not much different from themselves. As the saying goes, meet a opponent, you will meet a good talent, just like Brother Zhu Dadu and Old Driver Wang Lang, and Grandpa Mao and Grandpa Jiang.

Although they compare wisdom, so do military generals.

In Zhao Yun's implanted memory, he and Yu Wen Cheng are both similar. With the effort, you can't tell the winner without hundreds of rounds.

It is obvious that he is too weak to see the truth.

"Ah... Junior brother, that was the one who accidentally wounded his arm when you were taking out your weapons just now. You can't have fun with your junior brother for the time being. It's a pity, but the future is long, so I'll talk about it later."

"This is the future...the future..." Yuwen Cheng had the urge to cover his face. Since the sun was no longer there, this word has always made it difficult for him to speak. Every time he said it, he felt a sense of disgrace.

"Since that's the case, then the senior brother is very happy to cultivate and will discuss it in the future."

"Another future..."

In fact, in Yuwen Chengdu's heart, he attaches great importance to Zhao Yun, although he talks about changing Baoqiang and changing Baoqiang all day long, he just talks about it.

How can he not know what kind of existence Zhao Yun is?

Changbanpo alone rode to save the master, intercepted the river and seized the battle, and planned to seize Guiyang, protect Liu Bei from Dongwu to get married, Han River resisted Cao's troops, and Qiting rescued Liu Bei, Fengmingshan killed five generals. After Jieting lost, the Shu army protected safely retreat.

These dazzling achievements have created his mythical title of the ever-winning general. Without mentioning wisdom, just relying on force up to 102 can explain everything.

Baoqiang's thirty-seventh martial arts are really useless, and Zhao Yun will not be replaced by ten.

Unless he brings his wife.

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