Li Xiaobu didn't dare to care at all, mobilizing the qi to protect the body's key.

The white light shook on the top of Li Xiaoshu, and then flew straight to Li Xiaoming's chest.

Li Xiaoyan stretched out his hand subconsciously and set up a steel plate -like barrier.

"Dang".

The air -sized steel plate was broken, and the glass was broken.

Li Xiaoyan's left palm was painful. At first glance, his left hand tiger cracked, and his hands were full of blood.

The second white light flashed suddenly. Li Xiaoshan kneeling on one knee, released the green gas, gathered in the arm, raised his arm to block.

"Ding", the darts whistled to Li Xiaoyan.

The sound of the crack was falling, and Li Xiaobian's arm was shot in the dart.

Li Xiaoyan saw the machine fast, and his head was over the head, otherwise the face would be pierced into a half -dart dart, and at least the cheeks would be scraped away a large piece of flesh.

The darts are not ordinary darts, and the gas machine is extremely powerful.

The dart with a shot of the arm was shocked by Li Xiaoming, who was half kneeling.

There was a wound on the arm.

Li Xiaobian only felt that the five internal organs were turning over the river, making him unable to do more at all.

Leveraged from the forehead.

Li Xiaoyan wiped off the sweat, constantly adjusted his breath, and tried to make the disorders in the body calm.

This adjustment is like the roof leaking on the rainy days to make up for a sewing.

This dart veteran is far beyond Li Xiaoman, and it must have exceeded the fourth realm.

Li Xiaoming felt a great danger.

The old man who has no need to have a laugch depressed in his throat is extremely depressed:

"Hey, Li Xiaoming, a bit tender."

"How do you know me?" Li Xiaoshan was curious, and he really had a group with Yang Liuyin.

The old man raised his head and stared at Li Xiaoming.

His wrist was screwed at will, and he didn't know how many "back and forth darts" in his sleeves.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyan was injured, the old man's face was like a dead wood in the spring, his smile opened, nodded:

"Oh, you have made such a big move in Mizhi County, how can you not know you?"

Wu Yilian and Xiao Zai Jiang heard the fight and came to the yard to see Li Xiaoyan's injury, so anxious.

"Who are you?" Li Xiaoming wanted to know the motivation of the old man.

Wu Yilian and Xiao Jiang Jiang helped Li Xiaoyou into the pavilion.

The old man who has no need to face the face is getting younger and younger, and his muscles are stretched.

"Hahaha, the eldest husband does not change his name, and you do n’t change your surname. It’ s okay to tell you, I ’m‘ Xu Houtai ’, have you heard of it?”

"Tailai is extremely cheeky? Yang Liuyin insisted on betting with me, where did you provoke you?" Li Xiaoyan angrily, "You just let me play chess for you, it turned out to be your conspiracy.

? Tai (Tai) his dad's shame! "

Xu Houtai's face was red for a while, white for a while, and shameless.

"It is definitely not a hero to save the beauty, I'm afraid there are other attempts." The alcoholic reminded Li Xiaobu in the pavilion, "Those who was once known as the" Beijing Super Genius ", you should be careful."

"He is in Beijing, mostly related to the royal family." Wu Yilian guessed, "What are you doing?"

Xu Houtai smiled and looked at Wu Yilian, who was angry:

"If you get a hand, you will not be injured, otherwise, hey ..."

Xu Houtai looked very happy, and slowly paced, and waved his hand, seemed to be sure that the liquor would not shot, and laughed at Li Xiaoyan:

"You play with me, do you have a touch of victory?"

Wu Yilian's noodles were unmanned, his lips trembled, and he murmured: "You have been designing seductive small as a small? ..."

"Little girl, count you smart." Xu Houtai looked around and said with a smile, "The alcoholic who is known by you, he ..."

The unforgettable old man suddenly looked down at his head blankly, his face was painful and incredible.

An ordinary green bamboo sword came through his back, and there was only a trace of blood on the tip of the bamboo sword.

Then there was a dramatic pain, from the back to the front of the shoulder.

.........

Dong Wanhui was still in the pavilion just now. Now he appears behind Xu Houtai like a ghost.

Xu Houtai didn't notice any little, it was too abnormal!

Xu Houtai is a master who is about to break through the four realms.

This Dong Wanhui instantly shifted like light, as light, as light.

The bamboo sword did not hurt the key, but it was piercing Xu Houtai's right scapula. It was when he was most proud, when he was the worst, he had no qi care, and he was in the middle.

It is not so much a bamboo sword, it is better to say that it is a powerful aircraft.

Dong Wanhui pulled out the bamboo sword gently, condensed Xu Houtai's scapula with air -conditioned wounds, and then patted the shoulder that was once a superb genius, and smiled:

"You mean I can't protect them?"

That bamboo sword did not hurt the lungs, and it was not fatal.

Xu Houtai made a look at the Ghost Gate. Instead of rearing, he became more and more trembling. He had no previous smile on his face, and his body was motionless.

"Senior, I misunderstood today, it's my Tang Dynasty."

In fact, the two are almost the same age.

In fact, Dong Wanhui was worried that Xu Hou Tai said his true identity.

Xu Houtai ran tens of thousands of "Caolima" in his heart: Since the liquor in this red mole woman's mouth, since he can appear behind him unconsciously, he can easily pass through his body with ordinary bamboo swords, then he is sure

There is no doubt that he is by no means this person's opponent.

This person has exceeded the fourth realm.

So a tricky question was in front of him, how to grab Li Xiaoming? Or, even if he played with the alcoholic, can you develop without care? Or is it hard?

In fact, when the drinker's hand leaves the hoe, the ordinary material of the bamboo sword has lost its deterrence. As a superpower, even if it is only the nine -product of the "Step in the Xuan Realm", the body is not an ordinary person can compare it.

This, even if the back is worn by the bamboo sword, it is still not a big deal.

But the more careless this alcoholic, the more uneasy Xu Houtai is.

I still remember that Wu Yilian's father at the time, the expression of the appearance of the encounter was so lightly described.

After the drunkard Dong Wan returned to the bamboo sword, at this time, he resumed the cynical virtue, took off the waist aluminum jug, shaken gently, the wine was overflowing, and a sip of spirits was filled.

The alcoholic walk around Xu Houtai and stroll around, snoring:

"It's a pity that your guy is not an actor, and the woman with the bun, the cooperation is seamless."

The willow sound was injured and dared not to mouth.

"You're ruthless!" Xu Houtai condensed his fingers himself, and clicked on his left shoulder acupuncture point to seal the exuding blood stains. Regardless of the willow sound, he walked out of the Flying Eagle Inn yard.

The rest of the inn, the rest of the inn, took a breath.

The alcoholic head looked up and did not put the bamboo sword back to the scabbard.

"It's dark soon."

Seeing everyone is there, the alcoholic lets let the guy light.

The orange light illuminates the yard and pavilion.

The drunkard looked at the two women next to Li Xiaoyan and laughed:

"You boast me, exaggerate.

"The biggest specialty of my alcoholic, in addition to accepting criticism, can withstand all kinds of praise from others.
Chapter completed!