let me be quiet

"Big brother, I, I'm afraid of heights." Hua Li hugged a colorful flower ball tightly, trembling all over.

The iron head patted his cheek lightly: "To be honest, I have been used to being attacked by you these days. If you leave, I really feel a little bit sad. I will try my best to help you. Don't be afraid, you won't die if you fall."

Just as Hua Li was about to say something, he saw Dabo people rushing in after handing over the taels of silver, so he had to keep silent.

Tietou patted him on the shoulder, and a roc spread its wings and flew back to the Tingfeng Tower, which was level with the Moon Tower.

The bead curtain in front of the Tingfeng Tower is opened, two strings of red lights are unfolded against the wind, the beauties in the Moon Tower are smiling, and the guests and officials are fighting under the stage.

Mei Sanniang leaned in front of the railing, holding silk embroidered silk, full of charms, and the attendants on both sides stood upright with their hands behind their backs, watching everything in the audience with covetous eyes.

The drums sounded, and the servants with red flowers on their waists held a copper gong and beat it around the stage repeatedly. They were neither humble nor overbearing and bowed their hands to the crowded people in the audience: "Masters, the first round of the championship competition begins now. Get the flower ball in the hands of Miss Pear Blossom within a certain time."

After saying that, another gong rang three times, and the viewing platform under Huali's feet instantly scattered a few red silks around, and the servants retreated from the platform.

The men around the round platform swarmed up, Tang Xiaohu put the fan on his back, rolled up his sleeves, punched a left uppercut, swept his legs with the right, and threw it into a large area, shouting: "Duck!"

Many men had already grabbed the red silk and began to climb up desperately, and the ones who climbed up were torn off by the side. For a while, there were shouts, fighting sounds, and chaos.

Hua Li groaned inwardly, if you knew it was a man who robbed you, you wouldn't be mad.

But Qian Yitong and Lord Yu stood facing each other in the crowd, motionless.

Until Tang Xiaohu climbed half way with the other two well-dressed men, until the fragrance was almost burnt out, Prince Yu and Qian Yitong shot at the same time.

Prince Yu waved his hand and pulled out a thin purple gold chain as soft as silk from his waist. There was a sharp hook on the top of the thin chain. The workmanship was very exquisite. Decorated belt.

I saw him waving the thin chain, and said in a low voice: "Zuiyun, let's go."

Hearing the whistling sound in the air, a purple-golden light flashed across, as if Prince Yu was being carried by the weapon called Chasing Cloud, he directly entangled a piece of red silk and flew towards Huali.

"childish."

Qian Yitong glanced at him disdainfully, pointed his toes, folded his hands on his chest, and flew forward, stepped in the air, whirred a few times, borrowed half of Tang Xiaohu's shoulders to point again, and then went up.

"Hmph, pretend."

Prince Yu also sneered disdainfully, grabbed Zhuiyun with his backhand, turned his palm into a move, and attacked Qian Yitong's vitals.

Qian Yitong grabbed a piece of red silk casually, and also went to catch Lord Yu's move with one hand, the two of them went up all the way, passed the trick all the way, every move was dangerous, and the men under their feet were envious.

Tang Xiaohu had already climbed into the air, seeing the two of them so relaxed, he couldn't bear to shout: "Brother, take me by the hand!"

While dealing with Prince Yu, Qian Yitong stretched out his toe to hook the red silk that Tang Xiaohu was holding, and said in a low voice, "Hold on firmly."

"Eh."

Tang Xiaohu agreed with all his mouth, and there was a flower in front of his eyes, and then his whole body was lifted up by the red silk, and he was thrown directly towards Huali like a shooting star.

"what……"

Tang Xiaohu couldn't react in time, and shouted out of instinct to cater to the huge friction of the air, and his hands were also tightly grasped.

"Grab the bouquet!"

Qian Yitong yelled, and Lord Yu cursed inwardly, even bringing teammates with him.

"Shameless."