The owner of the farm took a few puffs of smoke and said: "I will never let this happen, you can rest assured that this old drunkard is this!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine, and said with a strange look in his eyes: "There are no absolutes in everything, sometimes people who have already won have lost!

The owner of the farm didn't even blink his eyes, took a puff of cigarette and said slowly: "Old drunkard, don't delay time, death is already the best relief for you! Don't do anything else, won't it cost you face!"

The old drunkard took a sip of wine and said, "It seems that the owner of the village is determined to take my little life!"

Return to the farm and return to the owner of the farm: "No one has died, you can rest assured that I will shoot neatly, and I will not let you feel too much pain!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian showed a hint of pity in his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Return to the owner of the village to listen to my advice, stop immediately, otherwise it must be you who will die!"

The owner of the farm raised his eyelids, staring at the old drunkard like a monster, and suddenly let out a burst of earth-shattering laughter, the laughter was full of ridicule and mockery, and slightly, the owner of the farm was unhurried like a cat looking at a mouse and said: "Old drunkard, you think I will believe your words!"

Now the old drunkard Lei Dongtian is like a tiger who has only been injured, and he has no power to fight back, saying such a thing, not to mention that he will not believe it when he returns to the farm, and he will not believe it even in the cave, not to mention that he has completely gained the upper hand in returning to the farm and returning to the owner, how can he not laugh at the return to the owner of the farm, in the eyes of the owner of the farm, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian is simply a fool and a dream

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian laughed and said: "Don't forget the owner, just now a mosquito from the eldest lady just didn't believe my words, that's why she died!"

When he returned to the farm, his face changed a little, but the corner of his eye looked at the cannibal and the master of the release of food, and found that there was nothing unusual, only the faint moaning of Meng Sanxing, the king of the king of stealing, and the bursting questioning sound of the master of the release and eating!

The face of the owner of the farm and the farmer improved a lot, and he laughed and said: "The old drunkard should not play tricks, Lao Tzu will not believe you!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian closed his eyes helplessly, sighed and said: "Why don't you believe me if I tell the truth? If you don't believe it, you will know when you look back!"

Will the owner of the farm turn back?

Yes!

Return to the farm to the owner and return quickly, although you can still hear the angry shouts of the cannibal and the master of the Shang Shi and the moans of Meng Sanxing, the king of the king of the thief, but the owner of the farm is still not at ease, because he doesn't want to be the second mosquito from the eldest lady, so the owner of the farm is back to the owner, and there is still nothing wrong with the master of the cannibal and the master of the Shang Shi, and the heart can't help but let go of most of it!

Just before the owner of the farm returned to the farm, he had time to turn his head, and the strong wind suddenly brought up the shadow of the legs in the sky, and suddenly hit the chest of the owner of the farm, and it was an old drunkard who had been like a tiger who had lost his teeth, and kicked out thirteen legs, and if each leg was kicked, the owner of the farm would have to lose half his life even if he did not die!

If the old drunkard Lei Dongtian is not injured, this thirteen legs will inevitably kick the farm owner to return to the farm, even if the old drunkard Lei Dongtian is not so badly injured, at least he will kick the farm to the owner, but unfortunately, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian is very seriously injured, anyone is so seriously injured, his martial arts will inevitably be greatly reduced, it is more difficult than the sky if the old drunkard Lei Dongtian wants to kick the farm owner to return to the farm!

But this thirteen-legged, the old drunkard can't help but kick it, and the toothless tiger is also a tiger, and he will never sit still!

Returning to the farm to the owner of the farm, he didn't care at all, it seemed that he had expected that the old drunkard Lei Dongtian would kick out the thirteen legs, and the copper cigarette bag pot in his hand only needed to block the old drunkard's thunder thirteen legs, and then returned to the farm with just a gentle click, and the copper cigarette bag pot could be used to pierce the throat of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian......

It was a cruel look in the eyes of the owner of the farm, hehe let out a sneer, and suddenly turned his hand like the land was cracked, holding the copper cigarette bag and pot to meet the thirteen legs kicked out by the old drunkard!

Suddenly, the face of the owner of the farm changed greatly, and his copper cigarette pouch and pot seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift it!

The copper cigarette pouch pot is a weapon for the owner of the farm to become famous, and he has long been practiced as he wishes, how can such a thing happen?

What shouldn't have happened, it happened, how could this be!

Thirteen legs!

The fatal thirteen legs are getting closer and closer to the chest of the owner of the farm!

The owner of the farm looked down at the copper cigarette pouch pot in his hand, and found that there was an inexplicable extra hand at the other end, and the owner of this hand was smiling proudly, it turned out to be the hand of Meng Sanxing, the king of the stealing king!

At this time, Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, was like a fox who had just eaten a chicken, looking at the owner of the farm in a panic, the whole person was lying on the ground, holding the copper cigarette bag pot with one hand, and he couldn't wait to snatch the copper cigarette bag pot over!

No matter how good the martial arts of the owner of Ren Gui Farm are, he can practice the copper cigarette bag pot as flexible as his own arm, and the copper cigarette bag pot is held in his hand, and he can't give out any power!

In fact, returning to the owner of the farm can solve the trouble of Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, with just one kick, but he has no chance!

Leg!

Thirteen legs!

All kicked in the chest of the owner of the farm, and the sharp pain of broken ribs made the face of the owner of the farm and the owner of the farm become pale all of a sudden, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and people didn't have time to think, and the copper cigarette bag pot was scattered in his hand, intending to retreat!

Suddenly, there was a roar, and when the head split a Zen staff, the head of the owner of the farm was instantly smashed into the flesh and blood, and a terrible scream was released, and the person fell to the ground and was immediately out of breath!

It was the cannibal and Shang Shi who ate the master!

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, saw the corpse of the owner of the farm and the village pressing towards him, this master of the rivers and lakes, who was already known for his light skills, was embarrassed to dodge the corpse pressed down by the owner of the farm, and the sweat on his face was like water, but he still saw a lot of flesh and blood on the owner of the farm!

Laugh!

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian smiled, although he was still panting heavily, Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, laughed, and when he laughed, it seemed that every bone in his body was hurting, and he couldn't help but grin with a smile!

The other person also laughed, it was actually the master of cannibalism and Shang Shi Eat, the fierce and vicious master of Shi Shi laughed, although the voice was not good, the strange face was not good-looking!

But in the eyes of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, the cannibal and Shang Shi eating masters not only look good, but also look not strange at all, but also a little cute!

Whoever looks at their savior will not find him ugly!

After a while, the old drunkard Lei Dongtian coughed violently and said: "I'm afraid that the dead man who will return to the owner of the village, and he won't understand what is going on until he dies!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, smiled and said, "If it weren't for the owner of the village to destroy the Great Wall and kill a mosquito lady, if the two of them joined forces, they might not have been the ones who lost!

In fact, a few years ago, the cannibal and the master of Shang Shi had a siege, and he was seriously injured and was about to be killed on the spot, it happened that Long Feiyun and the old drunkard Lei Dongtian passed by, saved the cannibal and the master of Shang Shi, and then several people became friends, but since that time, the master of Shi Shi has been chanting in Wuhua Mountain, and rarely goes down the mountain, because the rivers and lakes know that he and Long Feiyun are friends, and few people know, otherwise how would the owner of the farm ask the master to go out of the mountain!

The cannibal and Shang Shi eating master smiled slightly: "Where and where! There are no two and Long Feiyun, maybe the old bones of the old man have already turned into loess! This time he returned to the farm and returned to the owner of the farm, he had something to invite, but he didn't want to come, but because of the love of many years, it was not easy to push, but I didn't expect that he was going to deal with the two of them, didn't this carry the lantern into the thatched house to find death? But without the cooperation of the two, it is indeed a little tricky to deal with them!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said awkwardly: "It's still the wisdom of the master, the old drunkard is talking nonsense, and the master actually knows the meaning, which makes me impressed, and I admire it from the bottom of my heart!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian was no longer coughing at this time, and hurriedly picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine and said: "A dead thief will talk nonsense, every sentence of Lao Tzu has a deep meaning, but you are a mortal and don't understand! Besides, your kid is not idle and full of nonsense, and he is desperately squeezing his eyebrows and glaring, almost glaring out of your thief's eyes!"

As soon as the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, were out of danger, they couldn't help but fight!

The cannibal and Shang Shi eating masters seemed to have long been accustomed to seeing them bickering, and they didn't care at all, and leaned down with a slight smile, as if they wanted to see the injuries of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing!

Suddenly, the fingers of the cannibal and the Shang Shi eating master moved, and in an instant, they clicked on the acupoints of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, and there was still a faint smile on his face, but there was a little more insidious taste in the smile!

The little relaxed taste on the faces of the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, disappeared without a trace in an instant!

The wind was very light, Yue'er didn't know how to hide behind the cloud, the cannibal and the master of Shang Shi slowly stood up, and looked at the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, with a smile, although this smile has not changed, it is extremely ugly and disgusting no matter how you look at it, where is there still half a point of cuteness, it is more disgusting than a pile of shit!

A little old drunkard Lei Dongtian and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, came to their senses, showed a wry smile to each other, and Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "It seems that the old drunkard seems that the two of us are the number one fools in the world, and I am afraid that we will follow in the footsteps of the dead ghost of the owner in a while!"

The old drunkard thundered the sky and said: "Damn, you kid is content! I'm afraid that Lao Tzu will die in front of you, at least your kid still has some treasure, but it is inevitable that he will not die!"