The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 105: Women’s Cinnamon
Going alone to Beimang Chapter 105 Women's Guigui [Update Time]2013-06-0710:42:56[Words]
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went all the way to the north, and encountered the people of Xihezhou on the road. Xu Fengnian heard many high-pitched chants. The rhythm is very different from the Zhongyuan Shengge. The speech is so simple that it is heartbreaking. Children and grandchildren crying, usually Xu Fengnian will stop at this time and listen to this kind of non-stage screaming from a distance. He will not start again until the end of the vocal and go northward, because he only needs to pinch time. Just click to reach Da'e City in Aquarius Prefecture. It’s early to go. The sooner you meet the demon Luoyang, you may have a storm, but it will be a disaster. On this road, Xu Fengnian walked along a rough post road. Half a decade later, he also encountered the young men and women traveling on horseback. After leaving the Wu family ruins, they changed into sharp and sharp outfits. The man with the sword became more and more suave. The sword-bearing woman also added a bit of a heroic attitude. Xu Fengnian entered the North Mang, already breaking through that line of barriers. He is in the first stage of King Kong dreamed by the people of the rivers and lakes. On the threshold of the second and third ranks, as far as the age of the son is concerned, he is a real young and promising. Even if he encounters a group of half a hundred people, he can protect himself. It is presumably that he dares to take a woman to travel around the loess. The strength of the plateau lies. Although Beimang is chaotic, it is not so chaotic that anyone travels to the corpse wilderness. In Xu Fengnian's view, Beimang became more and more similar to the Spring and Autumn Period. Scholars and scholars gradually rose to power. After more rules, not everyone was qualified to run wild.
When traveling north, I either drew out the spring and autumn sword energy to roll over the dragon wall, or touched the big top with my bare hands, not very lonely.
Taoist classics say that human beings have three treasures of spirit, spirit and spirit, and spirit is a real thing, and the spirit of wandering is a change. Therefore, we can know the feelings of ghosts and gods. Don't talk about these seemingly mysterious things. Simply put, the spirit and spirit are three. It is said that the gods are the most precious, and the land immortals are out of their minds. Kendo is complex, roughly divided into Shujian and Yijian. The former is the best type of swordsmanship, and the Wujia Sword Tomb is the best model. The latter is the heavy sword, and the sword is the heavy god, and the martial arts is the same. The power of the moves, which looks like five or six points, is not as good as a god-like three or four points. According to Xu Fengnian's own understanding, the so-called cultivating spirit is to pursue the effect similar to the Tibetan wind and water in the geomancy. As a result, wonderful hands occasionally get.
is fascinated.
The simple four-character is so difficult for Wu Fu.
root, opportunity, diligence, one is indispensable.
One day in the scorching sun, Xu Fengnian was a little bit dumbfounded. He saw two acquaintances from Huluopingyang. I don’t know if the men and women were transported to the extreme, and they bumped into a group of people who couldn’t tell whether they were horse thieves or survivors. A huge force of elite soldiers, the hundreds of people and horses are all wearing leather armor, each carrying a standard weapon, and it is also the blame for the pampered son brother who is not familiar with human feelings. After being provoked by a fine armor chief only by words, he draws his sword if he disagrees. Facing each other, he completely smashed the face of the armored warrior. It was not enough to slash him off the horse after the charge. He was ruthless to make up for it. If the scale armor is better than the ordinary soft leather armor, he will be hacked to death. It provoked the anger of the people. The grassland wandered and hunted. It has always been utilitarian. Anyway, it swarmed up, the arrows were like rain, the knives pierced from the spears, and they launched more than a dozen rounds of wheel wars against the child of the family who relied on martial arts. Realm, he can escape the danger, but unfortunately he has to protect himself and kill the enemy, but also distracts the safety of the woman. He is teased by a soft knife and can’t resist the tide of offensive. It arouses blood and is once again hacked and smashed by him. A dozen soft-armored knights died, and finally an arrow penetrated into the shoulder. Before he drew the arrow, he threw a dozen horse harnesses skillfully. The horse and the man were dragged to the ground together, and she saw the woman Lihua. It’s a pity that I couldn’t help. After I was distracted, I was shot on the back by a strong leader with a spear. Maybe, of course, the woman is destined to be killed by a single blow afterwards.
The leader of the successful horse laughed wildly, played a superb equestrian skill, bent over her arms on her side, and a fragile woman who was struggling weakly after picking up her anger. She was speared with one hand and pinched her neck with the other hand to her chest. Before, he reined the reins, deliberately stopped the horse and wandered around, demonstrating against the red-eyed boy brother on the ground. The yellow sandy sky and gully undulating sky in Xihe Prefecture, Xu Fengnian squatted on the slope, chewing on a dried fruit and jujube. From the beginning to the end, watching the hugely disparity in the number of fights, it is worthless for that handsome Southern dynasty son. Obviously, he is a young man who does not often experience killing. Originally, with his martial arts skills and strong combat power, he could protect her far away. , Even if you can’t escape the pursuit, but as long as you don’t fall into the encirclement completely, there will be too much room for maneuver. Jianghu Wufu faces the enemy soldiers, many so-called enemies of a hundred people or even a thousand people, and it is rare for Li Chungang to do nothing like this. The demeanor of swordsmen who retreated hard and resisted iron armor, most of them were fighting and retreating, and they consumed each other under the premise that they faced only a few dead enemies. Such struggles would still be recognized by the world.
Xu Fengnian guessed that this high-ranking grandson was probably a legend of the predecessors who had heard too much, and became a muscle, only to be exhausted by the hundreds of cavalry soldiers using not so clever methods. Xu Fengnian has no eyesight now. Vulgar, I can see that the man's moves are extremely brilliant, with a lot of ingenuity, and placed on the chessboard, which is equivalent to having many novel styles that have never been circulated. Derived from the variables, it can be seen that this person either has a famous teacher or is a stranger, and the same realm of catching and fighting, so that he will have a great chance of winning, but the real walk in the world is more of punching the old man. Master, arrogant beating is better than heroes. Hunjianghu is a **** trick of tying your head and trousers belt. Whoever allows you to move forward step by step as you play chess, has long since thrown away the chessboard and hit the bridge of your nose with a punch.
Xu Fengnian bowed his waist like a leopard and tried to hide as much as possible. He stopped near a small dirt bag a hundred steps away. He saw the head of the fish-scale armor throw the woman in his arms off his horse, jumped off the horse, and kicked her heart. The woman who was used as a means of health fainted almost on the spot, curled up, panting, like a poor herring thrown ashore, her face pale. The fish-scaled man squatted down, grabbed a large strand of blue silk from the woman, shook it, and looked at the handsomely dressed foreigner brother, who had been wrapped in a horse harness rope like a rice dumpling, and had a few iron bars. The chain was tied to the limbs and was stretched straight and hung in the air by four groups of people. Some knights with impatient personality, after dismounting, apart from spitting, they slapped this handsome boy with a scabbard on the cheek. After a tough fight, he was killed. More than a dozen brothers, everyone is going to kill their eyes and beg for a living in the desert yellow sand. On the one hand, life is worthless, and it is common to kill people with licking blood. On the other hand, their own brothers have to be valuable. The relationship between brotherhood is not very big, but it will be eaten by the black by accident. This group of people has the present posture only when the big fish eats the small fish. Even the officials and soldiers of the Hundred Number will have a headache. If there is an eight hundred and one thousand people, then you will be a fart horse bandit and go directly to the Wang Tinghuang account to find a military commander. This is an unwritten rule in Xihe Prefecture. With this number of hundreds, you can swagger to the state city where the adults are seated at the festival, and give you what you want. In short, as many brothers as you take, you will be given the official.
These knights are typical Northern Mangs, shaved and bald, and braided on the back of their heads. The brawny man with fish-scaled armor curled his head and was not nonsense. The four groups of cavalry who were dismounted by the chains also understood and smiled. Started tug-of-war. The few men in scaly armours with the appearance of chieftains gathered together, and their eyes were not all stubborn, obviously with calculations and weighings, while watching the play, they muttered, maybe they feel that since they have forged a deadly enmity, there is no need to pay attention to face and peace. Consequences, anyway, human lives in the desert are like weeds. They are all one year old and one withered. There is not as much water as his mother. No matter what the identity and background of this son, they really don’t believe that the Southern Dynasties can rush there with their hands. Revenge in Xihe Prefecture. Four directions, four chains, a total of more than 20 people, all stretched together, thanks to the young man who was trapped in the dead, who had a superior martial arts, but suffered more invisibly, and a horse bandit leader was not happy enough. , Asked his subordinates to turn on his horse, and added an iron chain around the man's neck, determined to have a **** five-horse carnage.
The five horses pulled hard, and the tragic end of the boy brother's eyes were red, his wrists and ankles rubbed and bleed, not to mention the fragile neck, he let out a scream of dying beasts, and his whole body was full of vitality, and the chains quivered like water. It made the five horses back a few steps and suddenly changed their breath. The iron chain was as straight as a spear, and the chained horses suddenly split to death. No one expected this mortal man to be so strong and brave. The woman whose hair was caught slammed to the ground and was taken care of by her men. She mounted her horse herself, and then shouted four powerful confidants to deal with this dying beast that should not be underestimated. Blood gushes out from the neck. If there is no accident, the relatively weak neck must be torn first, and then the arms and legs. However, this group of horse bandits are good at this. The knights who are responsible for pulling the five bodies are strong and will pull first. Going to the hands, tearing off a leg, leaving the neck and the remaining thigh, this blood feast can be regarded as a successful conclusion.
This method is more horrifying than hanging the corpse with spears and spears. It is a method made out of the army of the northern and Manganese border. I don’t know how many prisoners of the Liyang Dynasty died under the torn of five horses. The only fly in the ointment is that the Northern Liang Army likes to fight to the end. After the battle, there are not many living people. Moreover, many small-scale contact battles without warning often occurred between the most elite crossbowmen of the two armies and the horse fence. The Northern Liang Army always dominates, so a captured Northern Liang prisoner is more precious and sought-after than any stunner in the Royal Court of the Northern Mang. Cheng Mu Tao is immature and kills a soldier of the Northern Liang Dynasty every day. This behavior falls in the eyes of the dignitaries of Northern Mang, that is, the killing is not human, it is a lot of gold!
Beimang is even more disciplined. If you have killed a soldier of the Northern Liang in the battle, you will be able to pay a serious crime after leaving the army.
Just when the man was about to be torn apart, five people died almost instantly without any obvious injuries. They just fell straight and died immediately. Several horse thieves who were qualified to wear scale armor took a close look. , I saw the slight transparency in the eyebrows of the head, as if a hole was pierced by a sharp small object. It is not clear that the strangeness of the road is unknown. The people of Beimang, regardless of the rich or the poor, all believe in Buddha and destiny, but they are more pious at ordinary times. Believe in Buddhism, you should still be unambiguous when you want to kill, but when disaster strikes, the wicked people will also murmur, fearing that they really annoy the majestic mud bodhisattva masters. At this time, the five people die in a weird way, beyond imagination. Even if it is not what the immortal said, someone was secretly making trouble. When dealing with a Southern dynasty son, he would lie down and lay down more than 20 people. It really couldn't stand the loss. The horse thief came and went like the wind, so he turned over and dismounted immediately. Secretly took a knife and hacked men and women to death without leaving any future troubles. At the moment, an object was crossed between the eyebrows, and a trace of blood was splashed. In this way, no horse bandit dared to take action. With six legs together, escape is fast.
The southern dynasty woman named Lu Chen was in a daze for some reason. She got up crying and ran to the young brother of the family acquaintance, struggling to untie the chains, especially between her neck, which was **** and shocking. She felt terribly tingling just looking at it. She suppressed her crying, sat cross-legged beside him, tore off her cuffs, and bandaged several exposed wounds. The woman was really made of water, and she didn't stop her tears. She gently called to him. The name, Chonggui, over and over again, for fear that he would die here, and she would not have the courage to live alone. Thousands of miles back, how could she be a weak woman who is no more familiar with carrying a sword than with embroidery needles? Besides, he is dead, what fun does she have when she is alive?
The son-in-law, who was lucky enough to walk back to the Yangjian from the gate of the ghost, took a breath slowly, exhaled a big breath, pulled out a smiling face, and said with difficulty: "You can't die."
took the Flying Sword Chaolu back. Xu Fengnian wanted to leave, but when he saw a rider in the distance making a lookout posture, he had to stay in place with patience to make sure to send the Buddha to the west, and again to take the sword out of his sleeves. After assassinating the hapless horse thief, he listened to the ground. The horse thief finally confessed his fate and fled away. Xu Fengnian quietly stood up, carrying a bookcase and about to walk away, just as if he had met in peace and righteousness. The woman promised with her body, and she didn't expect that family member to accept her head and worship. This kind of brotherhood is too pretentious to withstand any scrutiny. He took out the last few jujubes, and threw his head into his mouth. Seeing the swordsman who could no longer be chic, he was still sitting on the ground with the support of the woman, bleeding like a puff, but the woman was not good enough to treat the trauma. , Helpless, just sobbing and sobbing, the man with a bright future naturally didn't want to die in the wilderness, but he should not call the earth bad every day, sitting on the spot, with a hideous face like a ghost, I don't know if it is caused by pain or hurt In his life experience, the woman looked even more heartbroken, very guilty, and regretted that he tried to share the bed several times on the way, but he declined because of restraint. If he knew this, why not give him his innocence.
Xu Fengnian saw that arrogant man was beaten into the dust, he returned to the light, and his energy began to fade again, showing signs of depression that he would die if he was not treated in time, frowned, and had to walk out of the little dirt bag. The figure appeared in the world, and he had to pretend that the road was uneven, and ran to the pair of men and women in small steps, squeezing out impeccable panic and nervousness. Brother Gongzi’s eyes were already muddy, he saw Xu Fengnian, and he regained his deadly look after seeing no flaws. However, a hand was gently placed on the iron chain, Xu Fengnian squatted in front of them, took off the bookcase, and turned his back to face. For the men and women who had survived the disaster, the man seemed to be struggling with thoughts, and finally he did not use the iron chain as a weapon and killed the kind passer in one fell swoop. Xu Fengnian, who seemed to be totally ignorant of everything, just hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from Dunhuang City from his bookcase. It contained a pitch-black ointment. The ointment that can connect muscles and bones and raw meat is unnamed. Foot, the mouth of the bottle is facing down, and it is not pouring like a pour. It is just like a scene of drops of water falling off the lotus leaf, slowly dripping. The caste child's eyes are indifferent, watching the wounds on his hands and feet being dripped with black ointment, cooling into the bones. Unspeakable comfort, his heart is more shocked because of his knowledge of the goods. How did the stranger who can only spend a few cents to buy a fake secret recipe get this bottle of one or two hundred gold ointment?
Xu Fengnian rolled his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead, raised his head and smiled, with a distressed expression on his face, as if he made up his mind only after the battle between heaven and man, and gave the porcelain bottle to a woman named Lu Chen, grinning: "The ointment is An ancestral secret recipe, a bottle can sell a lot of silver. Apply it three times a day in the morning, at night, and at night, and within half a decade, the son can be cured. By the way, I didn’t have time to sign up at the Wujiajian tomb site. A person from the Southern Dynasties, who lives in Lion Lane, Hongye City."
Xu Fengnian obviously hesitated, and whispered: "Apart from the ointment, this handmade authentic celestial porcelain bottle is also worth some silver."
Lu Shen seemed to hear a big joke. He was relieved and smiled. He wiped away the tears on both cheeks, and said softly: "After I go back with the seedling son, we must go to Hongye City to look for the Xu son."
Hearing the three characters of "Zhong Zi" who had revealed his identity, a haze flashed across Chong Gui's face, but it was hidden very deeply. The hand that had loosened the chain was held tightly by Fuer, and his expression was as indifferent as possible, and one hand was brushed to stop it. The blood-stained neck laughed softly: "I should be so grateful to Mr. Xu for saving his life."
Xu Fengnian still plays the role of an ordinary scholar who is shrewd and not clever. He smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
While the woman surnamed Lu came from a family of officials and officials in the Southern Dynasties, there are several elder brothers in the family who are supporting the burden. It is not her turn to experience the storm and her mind is relatively simple. The sinister cognition of conspiracy and trickery is limited to the high gate and big wall. I was treated as a hearsay by my parents and my elders. I felt superficial and naturally, I couldn’t detect the subtle repetitions of planting osmanthus around me, and I couldn’t break Xu Fengnian’s invisible disguise. To the anointed family children, like her He Zhonggui is so honorable that she can become a seasonal guest in Xihe Prefecture. Why shouldn't you care about ordinary people's illegal plots? It's only the misfortune today that makes her very grateful.
Xu Fengnian asked: "Should I **** the two of you?"
Lu Shen wanted to nod his head and agree, Zhong Gui shook his head and said: "No need."
The noble and lofty demeanor of the tycoon's son is undoubted at this moment. Lu Chen doesn't know the way of it. He only thinks that it is Kin Guila who can't show his face. Seeing his firm eyes and clinging to her own opinion, she can't say anything.
Xu Fengnian smiled, reluctantly glanced at the porcelain bottle in Lu Chen's hand, and then got up to leave.
Lu Shen is a little fond of this stranger's plain attitude, which is much more pleasing to the eye than in the past when I saw those Southern Dynasty scholars who wandered their tails and pretended to be Taoist scholars.
She suddenly widened her eyes, and saw the negative man standing up and turning around, hitting her back with a chain like a viper with a straightened body, flying forward, and no movement after plopping on the ground, most of it was Qi Jue died, she turned her head and looked at Chong Gui obsessively, with horror in her eyes.
Zhonggui said indifferently: "You can see the desolation of this son, as for him, he is not so lucky."
Lu Chen covered his mouth, and he wanted to cry.
Zhonggui seemed to feel that his tone was too stiff and cold, and changed a gentle tone, ignoring the burst of blood on the neck caused by the charge to kill, and said softly: "This Xu Lang, will not appear late No, but when you and I are in trouble, you and I show up when you and I are in trouble. In all likelihood, they are the bandits who collude with the horse thieves. They have made long-term attempts to catch big fish. Miss Lu, you are not deeply involved in the world, and you do not know the dangers of the rivers and lakes. This kind of desperation Most of the prostitutes are extremely bent in their intestines. They are clever and do not lose to the official fox. Taking a step back, we would rather kill by mistake than misplace it."
Seeing that she still has a lingering fear, Qiu Shui’s long eyes remove the grief, and there is a trace of wariness, softly said: "If I die here, what will you do? I am not willing to die, I will give you away if I die. Just go home."
Lu Chen's tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes and plunged into Zhong Gui's arms. The life and death of Xu Lang was no longer as heavy as it was when he first saw the shock.
Between life and death, we will share weal and woe. Women who have been used to a rich and leisure life may not like those bland and blessed each other, but there are a few people who can withstand the scenes such as Zhonggui. ? A few words are far better than tens of thousands of kilograms of sweet words in peace and stability.
Zhonggui hugged her delicate body, but sneered at the corners of her mouth, with indifferent eyes.
Obviously, the descendant of this kind of cultivator who avenged his revenge has good martial arts, and his skill in plucking flowers is also profound.
However, this warm scene was interrupted by a few coughs. After meeting Xu Lang, Zhong Gui returned to show fear.
Xu Fengnian stood up, patted his sleeves, and muttered: "It's really tiring to be a good person. No wonder Beimang has many demons."
Seeing the man with the sword carrying the sword on his back came with a blank expression on his face, Zhong Gui’s smile was far-fetched, his imposing manner was completely absent, and he was guilty of hypocrisy. It’s just that I have a keen sense of Gui's identity, and I dare not take it lightly when I travel."
Zhonggui saw that the man’s face was calm and he didn’t even have a sarcasm. He knew that he was not good, so he quickly made up for it. "My name is Chonggui, a descendant of the Southern Dynasty cultivator. Son, you are outstanding, and with my family's support, you will surely be able to rise to the top!"
While speaking, Zhong Gui held the chain again with one hand.
You can't cry if you don't see the coffin.
Xu Fengnian finally rewarded him with a smiling face, "Come on, try again to see if you can kill me."
At this moment, the kind of Gui did not make a move, nor did it let go. Since the birth of the beater, this kind of shame and resentment is only slightly better than the situation where the five horses were dragged just now.
Zhonggui was lucky to return from the underworld to the yang, while Lu Chen fell from the yang to the underworld, sitting idly by, feeling cold as if falling into an ice cellar.
Xu Fengnian drew a circle with one hand, but instead of shooting it on the top of Zhong Gui's head, Zhong Zhong fell into the ground, his head and limbs exploded together, as if he was smashed into a meatloaf with a sledgehammer, which was even more miserable than the five-horse corpse.
The fairy touches the top.
is more than just a function of knotting hair and longevity.
Blood splashed on Lu Chen, but she was just in a daze, indifferent.
She is innocent, but not an idiot.
Seeing Weizhishu is almost the gift of the children of the big family.
Xu Fengnian had to draw another circle and let Lu Chen and Zhong Gui make a pair of desperate mandarin ducks to go to Huangquan. She suddenly raised her head and asked: "I want to know if you are in the same group with the horse thief, please, don’t Lie to me."
Xu Fengnian shook his head.
She finally died of ashes, waiting calmly.
Xu Fengnian did not pity Xiang Xiyu, she was still the immortal stroking the top, but she was disturbed again, she burst into tears and cried out, "I don't want to die!"
Xu Fengnian walked over, and after a few steps, she sat on the ground and slipped a few steps back. Xu Fengnian stopped walking, squatted down, stretched out her hand, "Return the porcelain bottle to me."
, she threw it out as hot as she was holding the vial. She was too impatient to throw it. Xu Fengnian grabbed it and took the object in her hand and put it back into the bookcase.
Lu Shen seems to have accumulated 20 years of scheming, the city government burst out in an instant, and his voice trembled: "How can you not kill me, Master Xu? I am the granddaughter of the Lu family of the Southern Dynasties, and I and Zhong Gui It’s different. I don’t have any ambitions at all. I just want to live a good life. When I get married, I will be a husband and a son. As long as the son doesn’t kill me, as long as I don’t tarnish my body, I will be a cow and a horse for you for half a year, and I am willing, and I promise When I returned to the Lu family, I never mentioned anything about today, only that Zhong Gui died of a hundred thieves."
Seeing that the man who looked like a scholar turned his mouth, there was a vague sense of sarcasm, and he realized that there was a flaw in Lu Chen and immediately changed his words and said: "It is just that Chong Gui died on the journey to Xihe Prefecture's holiday residence. I I don't know it at all!"
Speaking of this, she was rippling and shining in the autumn waves, a wave of determination appeared, biting her lip, and slowly said: "The son does not kill me, I said that I have had a good time with Zhonggui. At that time, if you don’t believe it, let the mother check her body, and you won’t find any flaws."
She meant that as long as she was a man, she understood that she was willing to pay for her innocence in exchange for her life.
Xu Fengnian tweeted, feeling that the sky is too high for the people.
Lu Shen saw that he did not intend to violently kill, stretched out his hand to stroke a strand of scattered blue silk on the temples, and continued: "The little woman does not dare to expect the son to return to the Lu family together, but since the son holds the handle, my Lu family is honored in the southern dynasty. , Of course, this kind of scandal is not allowed to flow out, and if you don’t want to get into a family because of this, you don’t have to worry that I will not be obedient to the son. You only need to be far involved. Lu Chen is willing to be the son’s marionette. With his skill and mind, he can definitely find a two-pronged approach that can control Lu Chen without entering dangerous places."
Xu Fengnian was going to pick up dates, but found that there was nothing in the bag, then he withdrew his hand and smiled and said: "You are very smart, how can you be teased by the dude, Chong Gui, as a fool?"
Lu Shen actually had the courage to smile, and laughed at himself: "It's not how to cultivate Gui, but to cultivate family background better than Lu family. Otherwise, how can a little brother be called a granddaughter with a Chinese character "A"." /
Xu Fengnian nodded, deeply convinced, she is indeed a wealthy woman with wisdom roots.
Lu Chen's eyes were cold for an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You still want to kill me!"
, Xu Fengnian asked curiously: "Women's intuition?"
she asked back: "Isn't it?"
Before Xu Fengnian could take any action, Lu Chen stood up and rushed towards him like crazy, seeking his own way of death. He was beaten and kicked out of nowhere, crying pitifully: "You bastard, big devil, I'll be with you. Spell it!"
She nagging, swearing and beating people are the same virtues, and there are just a few old-fashioned ways to go over and over again, all of which are not painful or itchy.
Xu Fengnian slapped her fiercely and slapped her away. He looked at the crazy woman covering her face and said: "If you can't kill you, you can see what you do next. You bury Zhonggui first. , And then go to the hinterland of Xihe State with me~IndoMTL.com~It is necessary for you."
Lu Shenru received an amnesty, his eyes glowing, he glanced at the fuzzy corpse of Zhong Gui, and sneered: "It's better not to collect the corpse."
She slapped her face again, and she turned over and fell heavily on the yellow sand ground, like a dusty sparrow.
Xu Fengnian sarcastically said: "The man is cold-blooded, maybe he can still be a maniac by shit, you a girl, so heartless, very pleasing?"
Lu Chen lowered her head, and she slapped her cheeks, she said in shock and gentleness: "I know I was wrong."
Xu Fengnian smashed into a big pit with an immortal caressing the top. Quan Qi used it as the tomb of Chong Gui. He watched her move that pool of flesh and blood into the pit bit by bit, and asked some things about the Chong family and the Lu family. , She answered one by one without any adulteration.
In the gap between , she cautiously asked: "Did the son kill those horse thieves?"
Xu Fengnian made no sound. She just watched patiently as she picked up the soil cover. After barely filling it up, she did not forget to jump and trample to make the landfill traces less obvious. After she calmed down, she tilted her head and asked: "Zhonggui, you said. , Will a laurel tree grow here in the future?"
Xu Fengnian scolded: "You have a brain disease."
The blood-stained woman actually grabbed her and gave a blessing, charming and smiling, and said: "Please save me, son."
Xu Fengnian twitched the corners of his mouth, "You are really dying, you are out of mind and you are out of help."
The woman stands alone on the tomb, with a sad smile on her face.