Xiang'er nodded in embarrassment: "in this case, Xiang'er said it!"

"Madam, Xiang'er thinks that madam can choose a younger leader. In this way, she can bring some vitality to the village. She is young and energetic, and she can also rush the bad luck in the village!"

Oh! It's bad luck. The big boss just died?

In the past, Xiang'er would dare to say that, but now, no one will.

The eldest lady nodded: "Xiang'er, what she said is really reasonable!"

"All right! In that case, choose a young one. Who is the youngest of you? "

As soon as the mountain bandits below heard this, they immediately laughed.

"Madam, I'm 470 years old!"

"Madam, I'm 460!"

"Hey, hey..."! Madam, I am four hundred years old

This guy reported his age, no one was fighting, 400 years old, level 8 strength, no one in the village was younger than him.

The eldest lady nodded with satisfaction and said, "you, come here!"

"Ah! Hey, hey...! " That boy walks all to shake, happiness comes too fast!

When she came near, the eldest lady looked at it carefully for a long time: "well, it's pleasant to see!"

"Hey, hey..."! Thank you, madam! Thank you, madam

That guy is kneeling on the ground and kowtowing all the time. He's a small man. He's going to be a big boss. Isn't that exciting?

It's just that! The big lady was smiling, but she was sick in her heart.

"Son of a bitch, why don't you come out? I'm so anxious! "

"Yo..."! What are you doing? " A voice finally appeared.

When you look back, you can only see a young man in white, with gold lace and colorful embroidery. In the middle is a belt inlaid with white jade. At his feet, he is wearing a pair of black cloth boots and a childe's towel on his head.

Just like the great Xia in the Wulin.

Who else can make this dress up?

Jiang Mo appears in this dress, looking at the crooked melons and cracked dates around?

One by one dirty rags, the waist belt is also a black rag strip, some dressed like vest, some dressed like a beggar.

Jiang Mo walked in the middle of these guys, that is to set off his handsome.

Xiang'er was swallowing her saliva, while the eldest lady was heartbroken.

"Pig Zhu Ganglie

The second leader turned his head and stared at Jiang mo.

"You pig feeder, do you wear this on weekdays?"

The third leader pointed to Jiang Mo and asked.

Before Jiang Mo could speak, the big lady whipped her whip.

"Pa...!" "Shut up

"You, get out of here!"

"Oh...!" The 400 year old boy below, with his head down, rolled to one side honestly.

"Madam! What are you doing? " Jiang Mo hugged his fist and looked at everyone with a puzzled look on his face.

Xianger stood up and said, "Hello, Zhu Ganglie, how old are you this year?"

Jiang Mo light smile: "130 years old!" If it wasn't for Jiang Mo's fear that they would hit him, he would have said 37.

In fact, according to the landing age, Jiang Mo seems to be less than 30 years old!

With an excited hand, Xiang'er pointed to Jiang Mo: "is there anything smaller than him?"

How can anyone talk below!

Jiang Mo looks at Xiang'er doubtfully: "what is this?"

Xiang'er grabs Jiang Mo and takes him to the position of being the leader of the family, and says everything briefly.

Jiang Mo smell speech, also don't know where to stir up a folding fan.

Fiercely open, toward that one sit: "fragrant son, this, not very good?"

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