The fight here was so angry that no one paid attention to Jian'er. Jian'er held back and was about to raise her voice and ask again, suddenly a black thing hit her forehead and hit her. Jian'er screamed, trying to avoid it but it was too late. She could only instinctively close her eyes and prepare to meet the expected pain.

At this moment, a big hand pressed Jian'er's head, and then she was hugged into a wide chest. Then there was a crisp sound of "cracking!"——" and then a dull sound of something falling to the ground. Jian'er then carefully opened a gap in her eyes and looked at the unknown object on the ground. On the spot, Jian'er's cold sweat fell.

What is this? The shrinking version of the mace or the upgraded version of the magical artifact "Branch Lord"? Pure black (well, maybe it was scorched by the lightning of lightning), slightly square, with a thorn all over his body, and a crossbar on it that looks like a gripper. And this thing looks like a metal product even if it is not made of iron. I'll be like a mom, if I hit this thing on my head...

Who is it? Which guy came up with such a genius weapon? Such a cruel weapon, even if you want to show off, just hold it in your hand and show it. There is no need to go up to other people's heads, especially like a passerby. Well, no, you can't just run to other people's houses and come up to the owner's forehead... Jian'er felt that her head was a little confused.

With his head down, Jian'er, who was sick in the middle school, didn't see the man holding her face as black as he was holding her! Lei looked at the little woman who didn't move in his arms, and thought she was frightened. He raised his silver pupils and looked at the people in front of him who were still joking with no one around. Lei's eyes instantly dropped to zero and became extremely dangerous.

"Hajiu!" A big sneeze came out, and Jian'er said stupidly, "Why did it suddenly cool down?"

Whether the cooling has dropped or not, we don’t know, but the thunder has dropped...

I heard a few crisp sounds of "crack, crack, crack...", and there were a few new era "dance kings" with their heads soaring over the sky and dancing "shaking dance".

"It feels so artistic!" A sigh came out of Jian'er's mouth. The originally low voice seemed particularly loud because the crowd suddenly calmed down.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother! Are you okay?" Several baritone ensembles.

"Junior sister! Junior sister, are you okay?" The unique duck male voice suddenly showed an octave voice, and a sound that made people get goosebumps all over their bodies, making everyone present unable to help but feel cold all over.

But the meaning in this sentence made Jian'er stunned. Why? There is also a woman who was hit?

"Lei. You really don't care about the fragrance and jade." Jian'er blurted out, but in the end she gave Lei a look of contempt. Jian'er couldn't help but choke, "Okay, it's her Virgin, it's her doorstep. (Xiaohai: Correction, this is at your doorstep. Well, it's not right, it's a fight in the garden. It's not a fight for you. Jian'er: No matter what happened to him, come to our house to fight without invitation, it's all the enemy.), no matter whether he is a man or a woman, the first step is the enemy, and talking about mercy and jade to the enemy is the brain, so Jian'er changed her sentence, "It's a good fight! No, it's a wonderful chop!"

"Who are you?" This time, the people who fought happily before and didn't take Jian'er seriously stopped. They looked at Jian'er and looked at Jian'er and the others with defensiveness.

"Who are you?" Jian'er asked back.

"Hmph! No matter who you are, let me tell you that the treasures here are gone. Those who know the truth will leave quickly!" said a tall man with a beard.

"That's right! Don't blame us for not leaving again!" The people next to him immediately agreed, and several of them glanced at Lei with caution. Lei's time just now really impressed everyone present. If this person also joined the ranks of competition, he would be everyone's strong enemy. With this strong enemy in front of him, everyone would not care about fighting and killing him again. The enemy a second ago temporarily formed an alliance at this moment. After all, everyone knew very well that if there was no such man, then everyone present would be half a pound and everyone would have a chance. But if they faced the man in front of him, then there was no need to think about it. There was absolutely no share in their own way, so everyone quickly made a decision to unanimously externally.

"Yes, everyone is right. Everything comes first and then comes. Let me tell you..." The duck man had a small voice and a small waist twisted, and he compared the big hand with his finger on the lotus finger. "Don't think you are amazing. Look at how many of us are. Everyone can drown you if you spit one mouthful of spit (Xiao Haikou: Then how much of your spit is!). Those who know the appearance should leave quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

"Leave?" Jian'er was a little excited, "Why tell us to leave?" What a fucking thing? This large group of people smashed the door of other people's house and ran into the garden of other people's villa to fight. The owner was able to tell the owner to leave with confidence when he came back. How fresh! This is really fresh every day, but there are a lot today. When is the bird who occupied the nest so righteously?

"Why?" He raised the knife with a cold light in his hand, "With the knife in our hands, there are many of us."

"This lady." A man who looked very gentle and gentle standing next to the beard spoke, "Although everyone has the same purpose, as I said before, everything comes first and then comes. Although the one behind you may be very skilled in martial arts, there is an old saying that a good man cannot resist many people. If you really want to be angry, you are the two of you who suffer? It is better to retreat, and everyone can still make a good relationship with each other."

Is it true that one is a singer and one is a singer? Jian'er knows very well that no matter what face these individuals are singing, there is only one purpose, and she will force herself to leave with Lei!

"Get back?" Jian'er suddenly curled her lips and showed a flowery smile. "Before I asked me to leave, can you tell me where you are singing together?"

"Hmph! Don't pretend to be garlic. Everyone who comes here has the same purpose. It's boring to pretend again." said a middle-aged man in gray clothes.

"That's right, who is here is not for the birth treasure that leads to the heavenly tribulation. It's useless to pretend!" said beard.

"That's right!" The male duck screamed in his voice, "You vicious woman, you hurt my junior sister and want to steal our strange treasure. You are so arrogant!"
Chapter completed!