么回事？”
“打架呢，贼拉好看！”傅小蛙显得兴致勃勃地道。
袁文华见这情况，怕是要扫了雅蕊姑娘的兴，飞身一跃，脚尖轻点，一个萧洒之势从二楼跃下，气宇不凡，抽剑一指那罗霸天，声音冷酷简单：“滚！”
袁文华这一架势，确实是风度翩翩，帅得无以伦比。
“唉哟哟，又是一个架把式，看爷不打得你叫娘！”罗霸天可不惧这些公子哥儿，他手里的刀都是血淬出来的，经历过无数杀场。
就怕是，袁文华手里的剑，比他淬过的血更多。
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