Mountain Little Divine Doctor

Fang Qi was thrown up by that force and could no longer stand under his feet. With his power, people rolled uncontrollably in the air. Yang Shao Hei smiled, and then his body immediately circled several strange circles. Fang Qi's body was wrapped with an iron rope. Unexpectedly, this steel rope can be so long that it can be used as a binding rope.

Fang Qi was bound by a rope and fell from the air on the snow. As soon as he wanted to bend his knees and stand up, a hard thing put on his forehead, he heard Yang Shao smile proudly: "I said how can you be so powerful? I'm afraid you can't break away from my Dragon brain. Come on, how do you want to die? "

Fang Qi chuckled: "it's a dragon tendon. I thought it was a steel cable. You can kill Jiaolong. I can't do that. "

Yang Shao laughed and stabbed the gun hard. "Do you dare to talk when you are dying? Young master, I'll waste your legs and see if you can jump. " He raised his gun to Fang Qi's leg and pulled the trigger. At the moment he shot, he felt a flower in front of him. The gun hit the snow and splashed the snow.

Before he could taste it again, he felt that his neck was tight and suddenly felt bad, but he wanted to resist, but he never had a chance again. He just felt that he was soft and his gun fell to the ground. What made him fear was that the Dragon tendon was tightly tied around his neck, and the flexible dragon tendon was deeply pulled into his skin and flesh, which made his suffocating mind want to give up.

However, with his open mouth, he could only make a "cough" sound, and watched Fang Qi remove his bow and crossbow machine, tie the Dragon rope and several other concealed weapons. Fang Qi put away the Dragon rope. Yang Shao fell to the ground and coughed continuously.

He can't use his strength now. His arms are completely dislocated. Even his legs are numb and can't use any strength. Fang Qi picked up the small gun and put it on his body. He turned Yang Shao over: "let me ask you, are you Yang Hao's son?"

Yang Shao's face turned red, but he just coughed and stared at Fang Qi angrily without answering. Just now, the Dragon rope almost broke his neck. Fang Qi was not in a hurry. He picked up a cigarette and lit it. He took out all the things in Yang Shao's pocket and put them on the snow one by one.

He doesn't have many things on him, but there are several things he must bring, one is his ID card, the other is his bank card, and several cards with English names. I don't know what they are for. Fang Qi took out the bank card, searched his mobile phone and checked the balance. Unexpectedly, there were more than 56 million. Transfer all the money from the card to your own account.

Then he picked up his ID card and saw that it was the Yang family of the hidden family. Its name was Yang Xiaolian. Seeing this name, Fang Qi thought of the unlucky Yang Xiaodong and his rake, the scholar in white Yang Wei. I couldn't help sighing, "what a poor family."

Look at this generation, it should be the son of Yang Hao. If not, it can be regarded as the core child of the Yang family. Then he untied his acupoints and said faintly, "get up. You're not going to send steamed stuffed buns. Take me to see the excitement." Looking at the horses who struggled to get up from the snow, "your master said, let you buy all the steamed buns in the steamed buns shop. Don't forget the value!"

Those horses saw that the boss was beaten so badly by others. There's nothing to say. They helped each other to buy steamed stuffed buns. At this time, many people have surrounded the street, but these melon eaters only dare to hide away and watch the excitement, but none of them dare to come forward.

Fang Qi drove his own car and followed the beaten Mercedes Benz all the way to the village behind the town, which has been connected with the town. The car stopped in front of a row of big tile roofed houses. Yang Xiaolian was helped out by his injured horses, pushed the door and entered the house.

Someone inside exclaimed, "Yang Shao, why are you hurt?" Then came Yang Xiaolian's violent cough. Fang Qi didn't kill him either. He just abandoned his elixir field. Now his real Qi is leaking out. If he doesn't cough and spit blood and die, he will lose half his life.

Fang Qi never left a hand behind the Yang family. Even if he didn't let them die, he would make him a disabled man. If he didn't become a disabled man, his martial rank would be reduced and he couldn't do evil again.

Fang Qi lifted the door curtain and flashed into the room. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of burning incense. Looking up at the main room, I saw a withered old lady sitting cross legged next to the incense table in the middle of the main room. The old lady combed a bun and carried it behind her head with a net. A pair of triangular eyes stared at Fang Qi who came in. The fierce light was awe inspiring.

In addition to the old lady, there are two people in the room, one old and one young, who are holding Yang Xiaolian and staring at Fang Qi who came in angrily. Obviously, they also know that the comers are not good, and the good ones don't come. The comer not only beat Yang Shao, but also kicked the entrance of the Yang family.

Suddenly the old lady spoke in a strange way, "young man, Bao Jiaxian doesn't like strangers to break into the hall. What's your last name? Dare you tell me a name?"

Fang Qi "puffed" a smile: "well, I can't change my surname when I sit or change my name when I stand. My name is Yang Hao. Since you are a horse fairy, you should know what I'm doing here. Otherwise, how about letting your baojiaxian yellow skin come out and meet me. "

The old lady's shriveled face showed a spirit of evil. Her cheekbones were like two lumps of rouge. Her eyes were turned upside down, her mouth was broken, and she didn't know what she was talking about. After a while, the old lady opened her eyes and hummed, "you don't offend me, I don't offend you. The road goes up to the sky. You take your single wooden bridge, and I take my Yangguan road. Those who are also practitioners, why bother to force each other! "

Fang Qi smiled: "your yellow skin is very knowledgeable. Well, I don't want to force you hard. It's just that someone annoyed me. I can't help it, can I? " Shrug your shoulders at the old lady to show that you are not in trouble first.

The old lady said, "since Mr. can open up, our baojiaxian also said, please have a few cups of thin wine and I'll make amends for you." Let her children and grandchildren prepare wine. Although the man and the young man were reluctant, the old lady dared not listen.

Before long, it was killing chickens and cooking fish. She really put on a table of rich banquet. The old lady put down the worship mat, poured the wine herself, picked it up, and the other party made a toast: "Sir, please, I'll make an apology!" Seeing that Fang Qi took up the wine and drank it all at once, there was a fierce light in his two triangular eyes, "young man, don't you know that baojiaxian's wine and vegetables can't be eaten indiscriminately?"

Fang Qi was stunned: "didn't you say to make amends to me? Why can't I eat?" The old lady giggled. Fang Qi thought she was laughing, but when he saw a weasel's head sticking out of the next chair, he suddenly realized: "Oh, so you are yellow skin."