Hilarious pet wife: unscrupulous couples will turn the world upside down

Chapter 575 Siege (8)

The beggar was kicking crazily, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, full of murderous aura, he turned his head with a white glow, and his heart tightened, is this going to be a white knife in and a red knife out?

"Ah~" Qi Qingge yelled loudly, growling like a wolf, and stabbed fiercely with the knife in his hand.

With a crisp sound of "pa", Qi Qingge only felt the pain in the tiger's mouth being shaken, his eyes blurred, and he took three steps back.

His hand was still tightly gripping the handle of the knife, but the knife in his hand lost its blade, and the originally sharp blade flew out, piercing Jin Baoer's heart who was rushing forward.

"Bao'er!" Qi Qingge cried out in disbelief.

Jin Baoer also widened his eyes in shock. He never thought that he would die, and he died in such an innocent and embarrassing manner. Yes, at this moment, he only had that inexplicably inserted knife on his body. Is it dead naked?
Qi Qingge watched Jin Baoer spurt out a mouthful of blood, and fell down in front of him with a thud, but the person who suddenly appeared in front of him actually kindly helped him, so that he would not be carried so suddenly.

Okay, if you kill everyone, what's the use of helping him?

Qi Qingge raised his head in shock, with hazy teary eyes, what he saw was a fat Taoist priest, the kind of fat and fat, and seeing his gray temples, he couldn't even believe it, such an old and Fat guy, where did he come from?
The true cultivator gently put the naked young man to the ground, and closed his eyes benevolently and compassionately. At this moment, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing on his face.

He just lightly lifted his sleeves, as casually as if driving away a fly.

Qi Qingge finally saw clearly this time, saw his inadvertence, but also saw clearly how the knife in his hand came out every inch.

This kind of power, is this still human?Qiqingge couldn't believe it, he believed that what he saw was the truth, it must be a dream.

Unfortunately, it must have been a painful, sad dream.

In the next second, what Qiqingge saw was a pair of furious eyes, without the compassion just now, but with irrepressible anger.

Before he could stand still, he saw a white shadow flickering in front of him. He even wondered if he was dazzled by drunkenness, because that fat old man turned into several in an instant?

"Bang bang bang bang bang" was like the Tianma Meteor Fist swaying down, Qi Qingge couldn't believe why there were so many fists flying towards him, but the real pain told him that each fist was not as illusory.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!" With a burst of low-pitched cursing, Qi Qingge flew up directly, spinning and almost floating in mid-air.

His punches are really hitting to death!I just don't know who he wants to hit with such a murderous intent?

The old man looked at the real cultivator in front of him in shock, and he waved his fist like crazy. The poor tartar was beaten so hard by him that he couldn't stop, and he had to fly in the sky for a while!

And the cursing in his mouth, the sharpness in his eyes, he really didn't have the composure of a cultivator. In a short while, he beat the tartar beyond recognition, as if he was blown up, and quickly gained weight twice.

With a sound of "pa", Qi Qingge finally fell to the ground, but he fell down like a death.

Looking at the already dead Tartar, the true cultivator let out a long sigh of relief, and finally relieved the depression in his heart.

But he was a little embarrassed again, well, he shouldn't take part in the battle with anger!This is irrational!He still kindly brushed off Qiqingge's eyes that he had been unable to close for a long time.

Oh, still can't close, poor Qiqingge's eyelids are so swollen that they can't close!

Turning his head again, the real cultivator was able to smile at the old man again, "The sun has risen!" He seemed to be chatting casually, and now he regained his composure as a cultivator.

The old man smiled awkwardly with twitching corners of his mouth, "It seems that we have won this battle!"

Only then did the true monk turn his head and look around. Well, they really won. Either the Tartars were beaten to the point of being unable to get up, or they were so frightened that they knelt down. Pour a slice!

(End of this chapter)