He Naizi lay on the ground. When he woke up, he didn't get up in a hurry.
I was still thinking about it, how did this happen?
Baqi asked him to kill villagers as sacrifices. Yes, it happened to coincide with Long Shaochu's second return to his parents' home.
The villagers went to Taiqinggou to collect money and do their work, and then they wanted to summon evil spirits from all directions to sacrifice the villagers. Next
He Naizi was a little confused about what happened next. Why was she knocked unconscious?
Could it be that they encountered bandits trying to steal the eggs?
I quickly stood up and looked at the basket containing the eggs. Fortunately, it was still on the ground.
He Naizi patted her chest and thought to herself that she was lucky that she wasn't the one who snatched the eggs.
Those are the ingredients for Xiao Longlong’s egg roast tomorrow morning, so there’s no room for error.
He Naizi, who was gradually waking up, felt that something was wrong.
Where has my little dragon gone?
Looking at the top of Taiqing ditch, there is a thick air of death, without any life.
Did something unexpected happen and the enemy knocked him unconscious and took away the little dragon?
Could it be that the unknown enemy also understood that Xiaolonglong's bloodline could not only break the seal, but also reproduce the shaman bloodline?
This matter was so serious that He Naizi immediately panicked and didn't care about the accident on Taiqing Ditch. Sensing Master Long's aura, he started chasing after him.
He Naizi has already made up his mind, just do whatever Baqi loves. No matter what the cost, he must rescue Xiao Longlong.
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After Mr. Long knocked He Naizi unconscious, he returned to the village.
The temptation of one hundred per person is definitely the best driving force. Currently, there are not even dogs in this village, and they have all gone to Taiqinggou.
Just as he was about to call Long Er, he heard footsteps behind him.
This frightened Master Long. Could it be that He Naizi had already woken up?
The bricks were smashed. Did you wake up so soon?
He turned around cautiously and took a quick look before feeling relieved. It turned out to be Long Er and Zhao Xile.
Seeing the elated Long Er running towards him, Mr. Long kicked him to the ground.
"Second bastard, why are you still in the village?
Didn’t I ask you to take the calf away?
Why are you disobedient?"
Long Er, who was covered in dirt, quickly stood up and hid behind Zhao Xile.
"Brother, it's not that I'm disobedient, it's the kid who said you were in danger and needed help, so I didn't leave.
I feel relieved that you are fine now, so I will send the child away."
Long Shao really wanted to kick Long Er again. He finally joined them, why couldn't we escape together?
"Send Mao, let's go together and find a means of transportation quickly.
I want to call Cai Gen."
After Zhao Xile saw Mr. Long, he happily grabbed his sleeve.
"Uncle Long, stop calling. Cai Gen's phone can't be reached.
I don't know if his phone is broken or if the signal here is not good, so stop working around.
where's your wife?
Where is that pretty little girl of yours?
When my father was still alive, he often said that sex is like a bone scraper.
No hero can stand up to this beautiful knife.
Uncle Long, you look so thin, have you been shaved off with a knife?"
This damn kid can’t learn anything well, so why can he remember all this nonsense?
The same goes for Zhao Erniu. Why would you want to share your experience in this area with children?
Being a father is such a shameless thing. Not only did he die in a daze, but he was still unclear when he was alive.
Just when Long Shao wanted to correct Zhao Xile's values, he saw Long Er coming back and pushing back a Big 28.
"No, are you a fool?
Can't you just do the whole car?
No matter what, a motorcycle will do.
If it really doesn't work, I can't call you a fool even if you have a battery car."
Long Er didn't take it personally at all when he was hurt by Long Shao, and was even proud that he had found a means of transportation.
"Brother, don't you know me yet?
Sliding doors and picking locks is not my strong point, Laosan is the professional counterpart.
It's a pity that the third child died early and didn't leave any heirs.
It's a pity that his craftsmanship is at an all-time low.
Forget it, now is not the time to feel sorry for him.
There are cars and motorcycles, but how do I drive them without a key?
Nowadays, environmental protection and green travel are being advocated, and I think bicycles are responding to the call, which is good."
Young Master Long raised his leg to kick Long Er, but he blocked it with his bicycle, almost spraining his foot.
"Then why don't you come here as well? The three of us can ride on the same car?"
Long Er split his legs and sat in the back seat, giving up the driver's seat.
“Brother, didn’t we always ride like this when we were young?
I'm behind, you pedal, and Zhao Xile sits on the crossbar. How perfect.
Besides, they are all private property of fellow villagers. If I borrow one, I have already violated my principle of not committing petty theft. No matter how much it is, I will not be able to bear it in my conscience."
What else can Young Master Long say? If he continues, Long Er will be angry to death.
Riding on the bike, he held Zhao Xile on the crossbar and started pedaling.
The 28-year-old bicycle was old, and the tires were not very inflated. It carried the weight of three people and was very heavy. As soon as it left the village, Mr. Long was sweating.
Are you really that weak already?
Is that knife really so cruel?
Mr. Long was leisurely riding his bicycle when he suddenly felt flashes of light. Could it be that something happened in the village later?
Looking back, Mr. Long almost burst a blood vessel. Long Er was sitting in the back seat, quite comfortable. He even took out his phone and started taking selfies, doing various scissor hand movements and all kinds of cute expressions.
Seeing Young Master Long looking back at him, Long Er actually started taking photos with Young Master Long, not forgetting to call him Zhao Xile.
"Zhao Xile, look back, the three of us took a photo together."
Long Shao knocked away Long Er's cell phone with a wave of his hand, as if he was afraid that He Naizi wouldn't be able to see it with the flash.
"Are you really sick?
Can't you have some snacks?
We were running for our lives, and the whole village was gone, all on the Taiqing ditch.
Why don’t you take it seriously at all?”
The mobile phone was knocked away by the elder brother, and Long Er was not worried. After all, he had a mobile phone chain hanging around his neck and could not throw it away.
Seeing that Young Master Long was anxious, Long Er picked up the phone again, turned on the flash, and explained to Young Master Long very calmly.
"Brother, why don't I think about it?
When the black smoke came out just now, Zhao Xile and I were at the edge of Taiqing ditch.
The whole village was blocked by black smoke, and no one ran away. I could see it really.
Whether we can escape or not, I have a pessimistic view on this question.
I was just thinking, since I haven’t had any serious photos, what would I use on the urn?
Seize the opportunity to take a few photos, so that they don’t put the photo of me as a killer on the urn and make people laugh to death.
No, even if you die, you will be laughed at."
Oh, let me go. Young Master Long listened to Long Er's talk. He was so calm and indifferent to life and death, but he still had time to take photos on the urn. What kind of good attitude is this?
From this moment on, Master Long decided to take a high look at Long Er, he was a great talent.
Just when he was about to express his guilt for implicating Long Er, Master Long heard He Naizi's shout faintly coming from the direction of the village.
"Xiaolonglong, where are you?
Don't worry, I will definitely save you and I will never abandon or give up.
"Little Dragon"
This chapter has been completed!