A whirlwind rose up from the ground, whirling wildly, spinning into a human-shaped vortex, wrapping the arrow in the sleeve impartially. The arrow in the sleeve fell to the ground, and the wind stopped simultaneously. Han Shaer chuckled: "Great hero, what a skill.
Specialized in treating ghosts swirling around."
Is there a ghost swirling in the world? The one-eyed dragon did not believe in evil and shook his fist: "Apart from being heretical and pretending to be a ghost, what else can we do? Let's set up a battle array and fight it for three hundred rounds!"
Just as Han Shaer was about to retort, a jade voice came from outside: "Ms. sir, I'm here!" Ling'er carried Hua Shiduo and Hua Shijie and flew away from the horse, soared into the air and landed on the ring, and handed Han Shaer over to Han Shaer, with an angry expression on his eyebrows:
"Ms. sir, please save people first, while Ling'er fixes this bastard!" An afterimage escaped and gave the one-eyed dragon a kick. The one-eyed dragon's mouth was swollen, and he said with all his strength and cruelty: "What kind of skill is a sneak attack? You two go together.
Let's have a serious fight, and I will let you cry for father and mother!" Ling'er curled her lips and said: "Stupid prawn, you are not worthy of my husband, my grandma Ling is afraid of getting her hands dirty, so I can just say hello to you with my stinky feet!"
The body is like an old tree monster, it has been flipping in the air for thousands of years, and its shadowless feet are flying and kicking.
How old is he? He claims to be a spiritual grandma! The one-eyed dragon only acts as a child-like monster. He is on high alert. He has tried his best to defend himself, but he is still full of flaws...
Han Shaer fanned the flames: "Little Ling'er, kick it as hard as you can, don't kick it to death, and waste a coffin board." Hua Shiduo and Hua Shijie were vomiting and speechless, and their legs were broken -
- shouted angrily: "Mr. Jia, Dr. Jia, come on, come on, let's compete again, each one will treat the other!"
There was silence and no response. I don't know if Jia Jiuzhi pretended to be deaf or was hiding away. Han Shaer couldn't wait, so he moved his hands together to take anti-dumb medicine and reconnect the broken leg... Hua Shiduo choked and cried, but it was Hua Shijie who spoke.
Qing passed by. When he woke up, his eyes were blindfolded. He was force-fed dumb pills and painkillers, and then his legs were smashed. He heard a voice saying that it would be easier to crawl on the sidewalk and beg. If he wiped his dirty face, no one would recognize him.
Out. Just as I was leaving for the countryside, Sister Ling'er arrived, knocked down the bad guys, and came back from the city on horseback. The bad guys were all tied up behind -
Han Shaer looked down. Well, there were three horses, and a rope was dragged behind them. Five people were strung on the rope. There was Hao Youfu, an old beggar. The other three seemed familiar - his grandma, not Ziwucheng.
Have you ever seen the three little shrimps pretending to be the Eight King Kongs? They disappeared for a few days and then committed evil again. The target was Hua Qingchi, and they even attacked a young child. They were really seeking death! The three shrimps seemed to be part of the One-Eyed Dragon group.
, belongs to some bullshit Mani Eighteen Hall, naturally, Jia Jiuzhi is also behind it... Han Shaer pointed to the back of the horse and motioned to Hao Baobao to drag him up.
Ling'er is really good at tying people up. First, wrap the rope around the first guy's neck, tie it with a live buckle, let one end hang down, and then tie up his hands, and so on. If you don't follow along honestly, the neck will get tighter and tighter. Really
He became a grasshopper on a rope. Hao Youfu, the old beggar, had his head drooped down to his belly and was silent. The other three saw Han Shaer, frightened and pale, and just called grandpa for mercy. Han Shaer had something to say: "Young Tuan
Head, I'm busy with things, I don't have time to go to the hospital! Peeling skin and cramps is a technical job." Hao Youfu fell to his knees, knocking his head until his head was bruised and bleeding, and he was speechless.
Over there, Ling'er kicked him one after another, kicking him up and down again: "Prawn, prawn, turn over quickly. Only when you are alive and kicking can you sell it at a high price. You are alive and dead. Grandma Ling can't stew it."