Xiang Feng opened the car door and got in from the co-pilot.
"Take me one! We brothers haven't combined two swords for a long time!"
Seeing Xiang Feng licking his big face.
Wang Han smiled and said, "Are you here for Yan Susu?"
Xiang Feng laughed, "I heard you call you just now that there must be something bigger. You will definitely take someone else. Now the only thing you can take away is Goddess Susu."
Wang Han lowered the car window and lit a cigarette, and kicked the accelerator.
If the brain of the two arms is used, it will be different.
Taking this opportunity, Wang Han asked again, "I asked you just now, do you have any impression of that Man Wuxie?"
Xiang Feng thought for a few seconds, "It sounds familiar, fierce, do you have that feeling? Some people and some scenes seem to have seen them somewhere, but when you are in it, you can't remember them anymore.
It was like a dream, and I was still very moved when I woke up."
Wang Han bit the cigarette handle, "Are you still wearing a long skirt with egg yolk and fluffy hair? Are you still here for this old trick?"
Xiang Feng drank a sip of water, "It's either a joke, or I think I've seen this name somewhere, I'm very familiar, but I can't remember the feeling, how should I tell you, it's like you're holding your graduation certificate,
I saw a classmate above who was not outstanding in the corner and felt familiar, but you couldn't remember what he had done before.
There is always a feeling that there is something between me and him."
Wang Han didn't respond, and he also deeply understood this feeling.
After answering Yan Susu, Xiang Feng sat there in a hurry.
I tried to talk to Yan Susu several times, but I couldn't find the topic.
Wang Han said casually, "Afeng, get a bottle of water for Sister Su."
Xiang Feng picked up a bottle of new water, suddenly put it down, and handed the water he had drunk towards Yan Susu.
Yan Susu looked puzzled, "What are you doing with a bottle of water you have drunk?"
Xiang Feng said shyly, "Su Su, this is what I have drunk. If you take a sip, it means we have... taken the kiss."
Wang Han looked at Xiang Feng, not understanding, and was shocked.
I thought Xiang Feng was invincible in the world, but I didn't expect Yan Susu was even more brave and unparalleled.
Take out a homemade popsicle from your bag and sniff it for a few bites and hand it over.
"It's not irritating to kiss. I'll give it to you. After eating this, let's just kiss you."
Wang Han shook his head and sighed in his heart. Everyone said that I am a weird guy, and these two are not inferior to each other.
Xiang Feng looked at the mixed Yan Susu homemade popsicles with meat sauce, Lao Gan Ma stinky tofu, horseradish, mung bean butter, and other mixed bags.
Yan Susu shook again, "Don't you want to have a French wet kiss with me in the Nine-Tian Tian style?"
....
Yang Yuanlang covered his chest and gasped.
The blood wings in his hand supported the ground, and the girl in his arms was also stained with Yang Yuanlang's blood.
He looked at the courtyard in the distance with horror.
Yu Guangsai looked at the living Buddha Zuan whom he met in the ramen restaurant before.
The pale skin in the yard holding a scimitar also turned his head to look at Chen Xuanzang who suddenly arrived.
Chen Xuanzang folded his hands together and walked slowly.
Yang Yuanlang knew that there must be other masters hidden in the yard. Today he was bound to die, and the monk in front of him was a good person.
He doesn't want to drag others into the water because of his own affairs.
"Senior, go, this is my personal grudge with them!"
The monk smiled and said, "Meeting is fate. If you don't help, it will actually go against your original intention and the Buddha will not want to."
The monk Chongpin looked at the pale-skinned man calmly.
"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."
The man smiled, and his sparse and black teeth added a bit gloomy and terrifying.
"Where did the bald donkey come from meddling in other people's business!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and fell to his head, cutting off Uncle Yang Yuanlang's head and threw it towards him.
The wrist turned and shook the scimitar in his hand.
"Since ancient times, demons and Buddhas are not in harmony. You monks, Amitabha Buddha, who are full of words, are full of thieves and prostitutes behind their backs. I will kill one whenever I see it!"
Chen Xuanzang slowly pulled out the ring knife.
"Your mother is a comparative person, you won't get into the salt! I prefer to talk to the demons and tell the truth!"
Yang Yuanlang looked at the head that was rolling to his feet.
Yang Yuanlang, who was extremely angry and sad, knelt on the ground, picked up his head, opened his mouth, and gasped in big mouths. Under the extreme sadness, he couldn't cry.
Tears as big as beans dripped silently.
Eyeballs burst violently.
Yang Yuanlang knelt on the ground with his head pressed against the ground.
Ahem!
Anger strikes the heart!
Yang Yuanlang vomited out his blood!
ah!!!
Yang Yuanlang suddenly roared to the sky.
Two lines of blood and tears fell.
Blood-stained eyes stared at the pale-skinned person in the yard.
He slowly stood up with a blood-winged knife.
The five fingers clenched the blood-winged knife.
Blood swayed from the hilt of the knife and pierced into Yang Yuanlang's arm.
Yang Yuanlong's eyes were red.
He rushed towards the courtyard.
The man didn't take Yang Yuanlang seriously at all.
Shake the scimitar in your hand.
His head turned, instead of retreating, he rushed towards Yang Yuanlang.
The two sides collided together.
Yang Yuanlong stabbed with anger.
He directly knocked the man back half a step back.
He directly cheered the man up and took two steps back again.
The man's expression changed.
I realized something was wrong.
Immediately rubbed my fingers upwards with blood on my eyebrows.
Clench your fists and punch twice in your heart.
A powerful aura burst out from his body in an instant.
Blue veins on the forehead bulged.
The dark eyes become smaller.
The expression went crazy.
Seeing Yang Yuanlang rushing over, the man rushed over with a scimitar in his hand, causing Yang Yuanlang to fly backwards.
Chen Xuanzang carried the rhinoceros knife, "You are with the birdman who hurt me that day!"
"Bald donkey, stop talking nonsense! Bald pie leaves me as a ball and kick!"
Chen Xuanzang snapped and clasped his hands together.
"Your mother, I'm looking for something without any effort, and I'm still worried about where to seek revenge on you!"
The spirit will possess it!
Chen Xuanzang's momentum is rising steadily.
Even though the serious injury has not healed, seeing the people in front of you slaughtering innocent people, you are so angry that you are inspiring to promote Buddhism well!
The man was stunned when he saw Chen Xuanzang's aura.
"Pin the general technique? Chen Xuanzang?"
Chen Xuanzang cut off the sword in his hand with anger!
A bang!
The scimitar, wrapped in knife energy, directly cut off the scimitar!
He chopped down at the man's head.
The bitter sword energy split the opponent's flesh, and blood flowed down his eyebrows.
It is time to let the other party's mind open.
A figure flew out from the inner room.
Just looking at his appearance, he looked like a middle-aged man, with disheveled hair, open clothes, and a wolf-head tattoo appeared on his chest.
The hand wearing the characteristic black iron gloves grabbed Chen Xuanzang's ring knife.
Chen Xuanzang's Ring Knife barely stopped.
The palms wearing characteristic gloves slapped Chen Xuanzang's chest heavily.
Chen Xuanzang staggered back.
The middle-aged man walked towards Yang Yuanlang in one step.
Yang Yuanlang raised his knife and slashed.
But the rank was several levels lower than the other party, and the Blood Winged Knife was taken away and punched Yang Yuanlang in the face. When Yang Yuanlang flew backwards.
The middle-aged man grabbed the little dumplings tied to Yang Yuanlang's chest and held them in his hand.
"Dad!" Xiao Tangyuan cried.
Yang Yuanlang hit the wall and choked out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing his daughter being arrested, he struggled to get up.
"Let my daughter go!"
The middle-aged man carried small dumplings casually.
Lift up the snatched blood wings.
"Tell me about using this secret technique of Blood Wings."
Yang Yuanlong's eyes were red.
Now, he has only one daughter left.
"I'll tell you if I let my daughter go!"
The middle-aged man pinched Xiao Tangyuan's neck and lifted it up.
Simply say two words.
"Secret Art!"
Yang Yuanlang stood up and roared angrily, "Let my daughter go!"
Click!
The middle-aged man showed ridicule and directly pinched Xiao Tangyuan's neck.
Yang Yuanlang's eyes burst.
An angry sound came from his throat.
You're about to rush over.
The middle-aged man held up the corpse of Xiao Tangyuan, "I'll ask for the last time, the secret technique, the little girl is very cute, I think you don't want to see the body of your daughter become a pool of meat paste, right?
I count three numbers!
three!
two!"
Middle-aged people will throw their bodies into meat paste when they act.
"I said!" Yang Yuanlong roared angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man showed a cruel smile and lifted Xiao Tangyuan's body and was about to smash it.
Yang Yuanlang rushed forward without hesitation.
The middle-aged man kicked Yang Yuanlang away with one kick. Yang Yuanlang struggled twice and fainted.
Chen Xuanzang tried his best to do his best to flash over and hug the body and roll on the spot.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man flashed and pinched Chen Xuanzang with iron hand.
Chen Xuanzang rolled on the spot again and barely avoided it and turned over.
"The bald donkey is looking for death!"
Chen Xuanzang was panting, "I am the guardian of the Red Lotus Sect!"
The middle-aged man paused, "The Red Lotus Sect's Protector? Some status, but so what? Who knows if you die in this place?"
Chen Xuanzang Yu Guang was looking for a way out.
"I have a junior brother, from Jiangning, named Wang Han, who is the little magistrate of Shanhehui. He knows that I am here, and we have made an appointment to meet. If I don't see me, I will definitely check it! Then I will find your head
, You will definitely not be able to escape!"
The middle-aged man held his hands behind his back and thought for a while, "Wang Han? I have some impression. If I remember correctly, it is rumored that one of the two names of Xiao Taibao from Shanhehui is indeed called Wang Han. But so what?
Why do I? I will kill him when he comes to me. Today you have to die and die. Even if the Buddha comes, you can't save you!"
A laugh suddenly came from the other side of the wall.
"You know me, I'm very happy, but I'm very upset about your tone."