Flower Stealing Master

Chapter Thirty: The Jealous Madame Hu

"The adult has a strategy in mind, and the arrangement is well-organized. When I think that the adult is of Hanlin origin, the younger sister is sincerely admired." Huang Rong's flattery made the scheming Ling Tuisi also a little airy. After all, he can be praised by such a bright woman in person. No man can avoid being proud.

"It's just that there will inevitably be gaps when the soldiers are patrolling. It's better for the younger sister to lead the digital beggars to stay in the mansion, just in case it is needed." Huang Rong's soft voice made Ling Tui thoughtful and full of unhappiness. Can't get up.

"Good, good," Ling Tuisi smiled cheerfully, looked at the people behind Huang Rong and asked, "Who are these?"

"These two are my master's disciples, Wu Xiuwen, Wu Dunru, these are the brothers of our beggar gang..." Huang Rong gave an introduction in turn.

Are the two waste woods that Yang Guo evaluated as "the pigs will worship you as kings"? Song Qingshu looked at the two curiously, their appearance was pretty good, and the martial arts looked good, so it shouldn't be that bad.

The next step was the two sides chatting about the battle on the front line in Xiangyang. Song Qingshu was so bored that he found a gap and took the opportunity to retreat.

Even Huang Rong was here, coupled with the Snow Mountain faction with bad intentions, and Wu Liuqi who was hiding in the dark. Now the dark tide is really surging in Jingzhou City, so it seems that it is easier to send Ding Dian and Ling Shuanghua out of Jingzhou.

When I came to a secluded place in the mansion, I stretched my waist and sat down under a big tree. After a while, there were two muffled hums behind him. Song Qingshu's mouth showed a slight smile, and he did not open his eyes and opened his mouth. Said: "You are here~"

"Aren't even my sister-in-law too lazy to shout now?" Madam Hu flashed out from the dark, angrily groaning.

The good people are gone, but the beauty is still there. Song Qingshu stood up: "Who made my sister-in-law look so young and delicate? From the outside, you are still too young to be my sister. Am I afraid to call my sister-in-law to call you old?"

Knowing that he was teasing herself, Mrs. Hu found that she couldn't get angry from the bottom of her heart, so she could not stop comforting herself. Uncle was a careless and informal person.

"Also full of nonsense!" Madam Hu's face was deliberately stubborn. "Quickly tell me if I have anything to do. The prefect's office is now heavily guarded. I must leave as soon as possible to avoid being discovered."

It turned out that Song Qingshu had expected that it would be difficult to communicate with the outside world before entering the Yamen, so he agreed with Madam Hu to pass the news here at this tree every evening.

Mrs. Hu would secretly monitor the situation outside the mansion. Song Qingshu didn’t come. When he came, he said he had something to tell himself. So she turned into the mansion by light work, and spotted two bureaucrats who secretly monitored Song Qingshu. Just showed up to see each other.

Song Qingshu brought Huang Rong to him and told Madam Hu about the assassination of the Xueshan Sect. When Madam Hu saw him talking about Huang Rong, her eyes were bright, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She asked faintly: "Rumors say that Huang Rong was the number one beauty in the world. Ah, she really has such a jealous Madam Hu in Chapter 30

Is it pretty? "

Song Qingshu did not expect that the first sentence after hearing her words was actually asking this. He hesitated and said excitedly: "It is indeed stunning on earth. Nowadays, although the youthful and innocence of a girl is missing, it has become a mature woman. Charming style..."

While talking and noticing that Madam Hu’s face was getting colder and colder, Song Qingshu suddenly realized that he patted his head in secret, and the conversation changed: "But, she is older, she is old and declining. I am afraid that the title of a beauty has long been misplaced. I think my sister-in-law is more beautiful than her..."

Madam Hu blushed and sipped inwardly: "The leader of the Huang Gang is only in his early thirties. There is no such thing as old age. I just know how to make me happy. In the future, you will arrange the sister-in-law like this in front of other women? "

"How dare you!" Song Qingshu was speechless, and quickly changed the subject: "Sister-in-law, let's talk about business. You can tell the Snow Mountain faction and let them do it on the fifteenth day, because this day Ling Tuisi wants to ask Ding Dian, he doesn't I want others to know about Liancheng Jue, so the guards are relatively weaker."

"Well, I recently ran into a group of people on the outskirts of the city. At the time they wanted to kill their mouths. Now it seems that they should be the Snow Mountain faction." Mrs. Hu recalled, "I know their deeds. It is not difficult to find them. I will definitely The words arrive."

"What?" Song Qingshu was shocked. Although she knew that Madam Hu was standing in front of her now, she must be shocked, she couldn't help asking, "Where can the sister-in-law hurt?"

I don’t know why, Madam Hu suddenly thought of the last time she hurt her ribs and was taken advantage of by him. There was a blush on the bottom of her neck, and she quickly said: “I’m fine, and my own martial arts are still passable. Plus the white python whip you taught me last time, self-protection is more than enough."

"That's good, that's good," Song Qingshu said with a smirk, "Then the sister-in-law must be careful this time, and it's best not to show up."

Seeing his nervous look, he had been dependent on Fei'er for many years, and the lonely and helpless Madam Hu felt a trace of warmth in her heart, and replied softly: "Uncle rest assured, I will be careful."

Seeing Pianruo Jinghong's figure when Madam Hu left, Song Qingshu felt particularly comfortable, came to the side to awake the two people who had been knocked out, and went straight away.

The two government officials were left looking at each other: "Did something happen just now?"

"Would you like to inform the lord?"

"You are stupid, who can afford to blame the adults? No one knows now anyway, Song Qingshu has not been lost, more is worse than less."

"The older brother has experience, the younger one admire it!"

"That's that, it's not for nothing in Yamen for so many years."

...

In the next few days, Song Qingshu ran into Huang Rong several times in the mansion. Although he couldn’t wait to stare at her enough, he knew that the two of them are in the sky and the jealous Mrs. Hu.

, Without the slightest intersection, just take it easy, and leave after every nod.

Instead, Huang Rong has a very good impression of him. Over the years, from Ouyang Ke at the time, to people from all walks of life in the martial arts, and now to the officials in Xiangyang City, and even the prefect Lv Wenhuan, every time I see myself, although he has been disguised, But the longing in his eyes is clear.

This time I saw such a clear-eyed young man in Jingzhou City. He had a calm temperament and asked the left and right. When he learned that he was Ling Tuisi's recently invited staff, he frowned and looked at his leaving back, silently thinking. .

Time flies, and soon the fifteenth day.

Because Huang Rong and others were here, Ling Tuisi wanted to suspend the interrogation of Ding Dian this month, but Song Qingshu claimed that it is now at the critical time of inducing confession. If Ling Tuisi suspended the interrogation, Ding Dian became suspicious and thought the two were in collusion. All previous efforts were abandoned.

Ling Tui thought about it, so he found a reason to dismiss Huang Rong and others, set up a punishment hall in the inner room, and sent someone to **** Ding Dian up. Chapter 31 Snow Mountain Sword Technique vs Shadowless God Fist

"I said Ding Daxia, for so many years, you are not numb, the adults are numb when playing," Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian in the hall and said deliberately, "Let's say it."

"Bah!" Ding Dian gave Song Qingshu a vicious look.

Ding Dian's eyes made Song Qingshu's heart palpitations, thinking I'm good, he can get an Oscar for his acting skills.

"Hit me." Ling Tuisi sneered a few times. The torture for so many years was useless. Now he is also lacking in interest. He is only accustomed to execute the sentence out of habit.

"Puff puff puff!" The water and fire stick fell on Ding Dian, and there were bursts of meat noise. Ding Dian did not say a word, silently endured it, and did not dare to resist his power, for fear of being spotted by Ling Tuisi, anyway. Skin trauma is nothing. Going back to the cell and running for a few cycles with Zhenqi, the trauma is naturally healed.

"Father, don't force Big Brother Ding!" At this time, a female voice from behind made Ding Dian tremble all over, and turned her head excitedly. It was indeed Ling Shuanghua that she had been thinking about day and night.

Ling Tuisi was shocked and angry in the hall. He raised his finger to Ling Shuanghua and said, "Why are you here? Have you forgotten the vow you made at the time!"

"My daughter has never forgotten," Ling Shuanghua walked over to help Ding Dian and turned around. "Fortunately, my daughter has been taught by an expert to realize that my mother has done good all her life. Now I am afraid that she has been in the Western Paradise, and naturally she will not suffer underground. "

Ling Tuisi's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Song Qingshu fiercely. At this moment, there was a loud bang, the door was knocked apart, and a soldier vomited blood and was thrown in.

"There is an assassin!" The stern voice outside made the hearts of everyone in the room jump.

There was a sound of wars and blades, Ling Tuisi's guards obviously couldn't resist, and backed steadily. Soon a few men dressed as swordsmen rushed in, seeing Ling Tuisi on the main seat, his eyes brightened, and he rushed over.

The guards on the left and right of Ling Tuisi pulled out their knives and greeted them bitterly. Song Qingshu saw that the swordsmanship was complicated and varied, and Ling Tuisi's guards fell one by one.

"Father!" Ling Shuanghua cried anxiously when one of the swordsmen looked at the opportunity, leaped high, and stabbed Ling Tuisi with a sword.

Ding Dian really loved Ling Shuanghua to the extreme. He couldn't bear her slight grievance. When she saw this, she was shocked. The iron chain on her body broke every inch. He kicked the foot, and the second hair came first. When he punched out, the person was not there, and the strength was already strong. to.

The swordsman was taken aback and hurried back to his sword to save himself. Ding Dian didn’t care about his complicated swordsmanship. He went straight to the man’s midway portal, changed his fists to claws, and grabbed the opponent’s chest all at once. The child softened.

Song Qingshu hid behind the pillar and stretched his head to look, only to see that the person had no breath. He took a breath of air, and quickly retracted his head, muttering in his heart: "A dead daoist is not a poor daoist. You can fight. The more chaotic the fight, the better. Don't pay attention to me. Brother, I haven't achieved martial arts, but I don't want to. Chapter 31: Snow Mountain Sword Technique vs. Shadowless Fist

"I said Ding Daxia, for so many years, you are not numb, the adults are numb when playing," Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian in the hall and said deliberately, "Let's say it."

"Bah!" Ding Dian gave Song Qingshu a vicious look.

Ding Dian's eyes made Song Qingshu's heart palpitations, thinking I'm good, he can get an Oscar for his acting skills.

"Hit me." Ling Tuisi sneered a few times. The torture for so many years was useless. Now he is also lacking in interest. He is only accustomed to execute the sentence out of habit.

"Puff puff puff!" The water and fire stick fell on Ding Dian, and there were bursts of meat noise. Ding Dian did not say a word, silently endured it, and did not dare to resist his power, for fear of being spotted by Ling Tuisi, anyway. Skin trauma is nothing. Going back to the cell and running for a few cycles with Zhenqi, the trauma is naturally healed.

"Father, don't force Big Brother Ding!" At this time, a female voice from behind made Ding Dian tremble all over, and turned her head excitedly. It was indeed Ling Shuanghua that she had been thinking about day and night.

Ling Tuisi was shocked and angry in the hall. He raised his finger to Ling Shuanghua and said, "Why are you here? Have you forgotten the vow you made at the time!"

"My daughter has never forgotten," Ling Shuanghua walked over to help Ding Dian and turned around. "Fortunately, my daughter has been taught by an expert to realize that my mother has done good all her life. Now I am afraid that she has been in the Western Paradise, and naturally she will not suffer underground. "

Ling Tuisi's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Song Qingshu fiercely. At this moment, there was a loud bang, the door was knocked apart, and a soldier vomited blood and was thrown in.

"There is an assassin!" The stern voice outside made the hearts of everyone in the room jump.

There was a sound of wars and blades, Ling Tuisi's guards obviously couldn't resist, and backed steadily. Soon a few men dressed as swordsmen rushed in, seeing Ling Tuisi on the main seat, his eyes brightened, and he rushed over.

The guards on the left and right of Ling Tuisi pulled out their knives and greeted them bitterly. Song Qingshu saw that the swordsmanship was complicated and varied, and Ling Tuisi's guards fell one by one.

"Father!" Ling Shuanghua cried anxiously when one of the swordsmen looked at the opportunity, leaped high, and stabbed Ling Tuisi with a sword.

Ding Dian really loved Ling Shuanghua to the extreme. He couldn't bear her slight grievance. When she saw this, she was shocked. The iron chain on her body broke every inch. He kicked the foot, and the second hair came first. When he punched out, the person was not there, and the strength was already strong. to.

The swordsman was taken aback and hurried back to his sword to save himself. Ding Dian didn’t care about his complicated swordsmanship. He went straight to the man’s midway portal, changed his fists to claws, and grabbed the opponent’s chest all at once. The child softened.

Song Qingshu hid behind the pillar and stretched his head to look, only to see that the person had no breath. He took a breath of air, and quickly retracted his head, muttering in his heart: "A dead daoist is not a poor daoist. You can fight. The more chaotic the fight, the better. Don't pay attention to me. Brother, I haven't achieved martial arts, but I don't want to. Chapter 31: Snow Mountain Sword Technique vs. Shadowless Fist

"I said Ding Daxia, for so many years, you are not numb, the adults are numb when playing," Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian in the hall and said deliberately, "Let's say it."

"Bah!" Ding Dian gave Song Qingshu a vicious look.

Ding Dian's eyes made Song Qingshu's heart palpitations, thinking I'm good, he can get an Oscar for his acting skills.

"Hit me." Ling Tuisi sneered a few times. The torture for so many years was useless. Now he is also lacking in interest. He is only accustomed to execute the sentence out of habit.

"Puff puff puff!" The water and fire stick fell on Ding Dian, and there were bursts of meat noise. Ding Dian did not say a word, silently endured it, and did not dare to resist his power, for fear of being spotted by Ling Tuisi, anyway. Skin trauma is nothing. Going back to the cell and running for a few cycles with Zhenqi, the trauma is naturally healed.

"Father, don't force Big Brother Ding!" At this time, a female voice from behind made Ding Dian tremble all over, and turned her head excitedly. It was indeed Ling Shuanghua that she had been thinking about day and night.

Ling Tuisi was shocked and angry in the hall. He raised his finger to Ling Shuanghua and said, "Why are you here? Have you forgotten the vow you made at the time!"

"My daughter has never forgotten," Ling Shuanghua walked over to help Ding Dian and turned around. "Fortunately, my daughter has been taught by an expert to realize that my mother has done good all her life. Now I am afraid that she has been in the Western Paradise, and naturally she will not suffer underground. "

Ling Tuisi's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Song Qingshu fiercely. At this moment, there was a loud bang, the door was knocked apart, and a soldier vomited blood and was thrown in.

"There is an assassin!" The stern voice outside made the hearts of everyone in the room jump.

There was a sound of wars and blades, Ling Tuisi's guards obviously couldn't resist, and backed steadily. Soon a few men dressed as swordsmen rushed in, seeing Ling Tuisi on the main seat, his eyes brightened, and he rushed over.

The guards on the left and right of Ling Tuisi pulled out their knives and greeted them bitterly. Song Qingshu saw that the swordsmanship was complicated and varied, and Ling Tuisi's guards fell one by one.

"Father!" Ling Shuanghua cried anxiously when one of the swordsmen looked at the opportunity, leaped high, and stabbed Ling Tuisi with a sword.

Ding Dian really loved Ling Shuanghua to the extreme. He couldn't bear her slight grievance. When she saw this, she was shocked. The iron chain on her body broke every inch. He kicked the foot, and the second hair came first. When he punched out, the person was not there, and the strength was already strong. to.

The swordsman was taken aback and hurried back to his sword to save himself. Ding Dian didn’t care about his complicated swordsmanship. He went straight to the man’s midway portal, changed his fists to claws, and grabbed the opponent’s chest all at once. The child softened.

Song Qingshu hid behind the pillar and stretched his head to look, only to see that the person had no breath. He took a breath of air, and quickly retracted his head, muttering in his heart: "A dead daoist is not a poor daoist. You can fight. The more chaotic the fight, the better. Don't pay attention to me. Brother, I haven't achieved martial arts, but I don't want to. Chapter 31: Snow Mountain Sword Technique vs. Shadowless Fist

"I said Ding Daxia, for so many years, you are not numb, the adults are numb when playing," Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian in the hall and said deliberately, "Let's say it."

"Bah!" Ding Dian gave Song Qingshu a vicious look.

Ding Dian's eyes made Song Qingshu's heart palpitations, thinking I'm good, he can get an Oscar for his acting skills.

"Hit me." Ling Tuisi sneered a few times. The torture for so many years was useless. Now he is also lacking in interest. He is only accustomed to execute the sentence out of habit.

"Puff puff puff!" The water and fire stick fell on Ding Dian, and there were bursts of meat noise. Ding Dian did not say a word, silently endured it, and did not dare to resist his power, for fear of being spotted by Ling Tuisi, anyway. Skin trauma is nothing. Going back to the cell and running for a few cycles with Zhenqi, the trauma is naturally healed.

"Father, don't force Big Brother Ding!" At this time, a female voice from behind made Ding Dian tremble all over, and turned her head excitedly. It was indeed Ling Shuanghua that she had been thinking about day and night.

Ling Tuisi was shocked and angry in the hall. He raised his finger to Ling Shuanghua and said, "Why are you here? Have you forgotten the vow you made at the time!"

"My daughter has never forgotten," Ling Shuanghua walked over to help Ding Dian and turned around. "Fortunately, my daughter has been taught by an expert to realize that my mother has done good all her life. Now I am afraid that she has been in the Western Paradise, and naturally she will not suffer underground. "

Ling Tuisi's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Song Qingshu fiercely. At this moment, there was a loud bang, the door was knocked apart, and a soldier vomited blood and was thrown in.

"There is an assassin!" The stern voice outside made the hearts of everyone in the room jump.

There was a sound of wars and blades, Ling Tuisi's guards obviously couldn't resist, and backed steadily. Soon a few men dressed as swordsmen rushed in, seeing Ling Tuisi on the main seat, his eyes brightened, and he rushed over.

The guards on the left and right of Ling Tuisi pulled out their knives and greeted them bitterly. Song Qingshu saw that the swordsmanship was complicated and varied, and Ling Tuisi's guards fell one by one.

"Father!" Ling Shuanghua cried anxiously when one of the swordsmen looked at the opportunity, leaped high, and stabbed Ling Tuisi with a sword.

Ding Dian really loved Ling Shuanghua to the extreme. He couldn't bear her slight grievance. When she saw this, she was shocked. The iron chain on her body broke every inch. He kicked the foot, and the second hair came first. When he punched out, the person was not there, and the strength was already strong. to.

The swordsman was taken aback and hurried back to his sword to save himself. Ding Dian didn’t care about his complicated swordsmanship. He went straight to the man’s midway portal, changed his fists to claws, and grabbed the opponent’s chest all at once. The child softened.

Song Qingshu hid behind the pillar and stretched his head to look, only to see that the person had no breath. He took a breath of air, and quickly retracted his head, muttering in his heart: "A dead daoist is not a poor daoist. You can fight. The more chaotic the fight, the better. Don't pay attention to me. Brother, I haven't achieved martial arts, but I don't want to. Chapter 31: Snow Mountain Sword Technique vs. Shadowless Fist

"I said Ding Daxia, for so many years, you are not numb, the adults are numb when playing," Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian in the hall and said deliberately, "Let's say it."

"Bah!" Ding Dian gave Song Qingshu a vicious look.

Ding Dian's eyes made Song Qingshu's heart palpitations, thinking I'm good, he can get an Oscar for his acting skills.

"Hit me." Ling Tuisi sneered a few times. The torture for so many years was useless. Now he is also lacking in interest. He is only accustomed to execute the sentence out of habit.

"Puff puff puff!" The water and fire stick fell on Ding Dian, and there were bursts of meat noise. Ding Dian did not say a word, silently endured it, and did not dare to resist his power, for fear of being spotted by Ling Tuisi, anyway. Skin trauma is nothing. Going back to the cell and running for a few cycles with Zhenqi, the trauma is naturally healed.

"Father, don't force Big Brother Ding!" At this time, a female voice from behind made Ding Dian tremble all over, and turned her head excitedly. It was indeed Ling Shuanghua that she had been thinking about day and night.

Ling Tuisi was shocked and angry in the hall. He raised his finger to Ling Shuanghua and said, "Why are you here? Have you forgotten the vow you made at the time!"

"My daughter has never forgotten," Ling Shuanghua walked over to help Ding Dian and turned around. "Fortunately, my daughter has been taught by an expert to realize that my mother has done good all her life. Now I am afraid that she has been in the Western Paradise, and naturally she will not suffer underground. "

Ling Tuisi's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Song Qingshu fiercely. At this moment, there was a loud bang, the door was knocked apart, and a soldier vomited blood and was thrown in.

"There is an assassin!" The stern voice outside made the hearts of everyone in the room jump.

There was a sound of wars and blades, Ling Tuisi's guards obviously couldn't resist, and backed steadily. Soon a few men dressed as swordsmen rushed in, seeing Ling Tuisi on the main seat, his eyes brightened, and he rushed over.

The guards on the left and right of Ling Tuisi pulled out their knives and greeted them bitterly. Song Qingshu saw that the swordsmanship was complicated and varied, and Ling Tuisi's guards fell one by one.

"Father!" Ling Shuanghua cried anxiously when one of the swordsmen looked at the opportunity, leaped high, and stabbed Ling Tuisi with a sword.

Ding Dian really loved Ling Shuanghua to the extreme. He couldn't bear her slight grievance. When she saw this, she was shocked. The iron chain on her body broke every inch. He kicked the foot, and the second hair came first. When he punched out, the person was not there, and the strength was already strong. to.

The swordsman was taken aback and hurried back to his sword to save himself. Ding Dian didn’t care about his complicated swordsmanship. He went straight to the man’s midway portal, changed his fists to claws, and grabbed the opponent’s chest all at once. The child softened.

Song Qingshu hid behind the pillar and stretched his head to look, only to see that the person had no breath. He took a breath of air, and quickly retracted his head, muttering in his heart: "A dead daoist is not a poor daoist. You can fight. The more chaotic the fight, the better. Don't pay attention to me. Brother, I haven't achieved martial arts, but I don't want to. Chapter 31: Snow Mountain Sword Technique vs. Shadowless Fist

"I said Ding Daxia, for so many years, you are not numb, the adults are numb when playing," Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian in the hall and said deliberately, "Let's say it."

"Bah!" Ding Dian gave Song Qingshu a vicious look.

Ding Dian's eyes made Song Qingshu's heart palpitations, thinking I'm good, he can get an Oscar for his acting skills.

"Hit me." Ling Tuisi sneered a few times. The torture for so many years was useless. Now he is also lacking in interest. He is only accustomed to execute the sentence out of habit.

"Puff puff puff!" The water and fire stick fell on Ding Dian, and there were bursts of meat noise. Ding Dian did not say a word, silently endured it, and did not dare to resist his power, for fear of being spotted by Ling Tuisi, anyway. Skin trauma is nothing. Going back to the cell and running for a few cycles with Zhenqi, the trauma is naturally healed.

"Father, don't force Big Brother Ding!" At this time, a female voice from behind made Ding Dian tremble all over, and turned her head excitedly. It was indeed Ling Shuanghua that she had been thinking about day and night.

Ling Tuisi was shocked and angry in the hall. He raised his finger to Ling Shuanghua and said, "Why are you here? Have you forgotten the vow you made at the time!"

"My daughter has never forgotten," Ling Shuanghua walked over to help Ding Dian and turned around. "Fortunately, my daughter has been taught by an expert to realize that my mother has done good all her life. Now I am afraid that she has been in the Western Paradise, and naturally she will not suffer underground. "

Ling Tuisi's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Song Qingshu fiercely. At this moment, there was a loud bang, the door was knocked apart, and a soldier vomited blood and was thrown in.

"There is an assassin!" The stern voice outside made the hearts of everyone in the room jump.

There was a sound of wars and blades, Ling Tuisi's guards obviously couldn't resist, and backed steadily. Soon a few men dressed as swordsmen rushed in, seeing Ling Tuisi on the main seat, his eyes brightened, and he rushed over.

The guards on the left and right of Ling Tuisi pulled out their knives and greeted them bitterly. Song Qingshu saw that the swordsmanship was complicated and varied, and Ling Tuisi's guards fell one by one.

"Father!" Ling Shuanghua cried anxiously when one of the swordsmen looked at the opportunity, leaped high, and stabbed Ling Tuisi with a sword.

Ding Dian really loved Ling Shuanghua to the extreme. He couldn't bear her slight grievance. When she saw this, she was shocked. The iron chain on her body broke every inch. He kicked the foot, and the second hair came first. When he punched out, the person was not there, and the strength was already strong. to.

The swordsman was taken aback and hurried back to his sword to save himself. Ding Dian didn’t care about his complicated swordsmanship. He went straight to the man’s midway portal, changed his fists to claws, and grabbed the opponent’s chest all at once. The child softened.

Song Qingshu hid behind the pillar and stretched his head to look, only to see that the person had no breath. He took a breath of air-conditioning, and quickly retracted his head, muttering in his heart: "A dead daoist is not a poor daoist. You can fight it. The more chaotic the fight, the better. Don't pay attention to me. Brother, I haven't achieved martial arts. Out