Yang Ming's heart was beating when he watched from the sidelines, and when he saw his senior sister Song Linglong staring at him, he didn't dare to say anything that he should have had the heart to dissuade.

Liu Ji was born as a ruffian and hooligan on the spot, and he didn't start lightly or heavily, plus the Zeng brothers were stunned, and two days ago, in order to block this deflated calf, they ran almost the entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and they were finally caught, and in an instant, all their grievances were spilled out.

Poor Golden Scales was silent after being punched and kicked. Song Linglong was proud, but when she saw the kid lying on the ground motionless, she thought that she was not killed!

Hurriedly stopped, she stretched out a hand, slowly rubbed the boy on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and said worriedly:

"Hey, hey, you're alright......"

Seeing that Jin Scale's body was stiff and did not react at all, she was terrified, her face changed color, and Liu Ji, the third child who had the most ideas on weekdays, also panicked when she saw this. The five of them looked at each other and said secretly: Just a few hits to death? Suddenly, the group of people on the ground moved, and the golden scales were covered with bruises and blood stains on their faces, and they opened their mouths and bit Song Linglong's white jade-like arm.

Everyone was taken aback, Song Linglong only felt a pain in her arm, and hurriedly broke free, poor Jin Liang was a weak scholar, and now he was beaten half to death, and if he bit it, at most, there would be some blood, and he couldn't use ten percent of his strength.

"Dare to pretend to be dead, beat me to death!"

Song Linglong is quite concerned about her appearance on weekdays, and Song Dayi Ji Ci is also taking care of her in every way, and now she let this kid bite out a bloody tooth mark, and the instinct is that the tiger stepped on the tail, and the little dragon moved the scales.

The brothers of Luoxia Palace naturally flew their fists and legs together, this time the little Jin Ye didn't hum half a sentence, and he actually fought more and more vigorously screaming and scolding, for a while, the blood surged, and the fists and feet that fell on his body didn't seem to hurt, he faintly felt that there seemed to be a struggling nightmare in his heart that almost wanted to flourish, a kind of hatred, so that he seemed to see the old Ou who was beaten by the little Taoist priest that day, is it, is the so-called righteous and bright, is to bully those defenseless mortals? He snorted, like a worm breaking free from the shackles of his shell, and just as he tried to take a step forward, he was knocked back half a point by a fist. In the end, Liu Ji and the Zeng brothers each beat their palms painfully, tired and out of breath, for a long time, the golden scales actually staggered to stand up, and Song Linglong in the distance was stunned, she thought that this young man was a thing that could not support the wall in the mud, but at this moment he was shaking as if he was about to fall as soon as the wind blew, why did he still insist, is he really not afraid of being beaten to death?

One step, two steps, the hot blood was in the golden scale's nose, and the mouth kept dripping, but he walked so stubbornly, several times he was about to fall, the golden scale instinctively stood up straight, dragging his steps, a distance of less than a dozen steps, as if he had walked a lifetime.

When he came to Song Linglong, the afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the young man's face, and the blood stained the pair of dark eyes.

Everyone was startled, thinking that this kid couldn't die, Song Linglong was shocked by the blood, the red that fell on her face, like an iron tong pinching her vital point, grew her mouth for a long time, her eyes were empty, she couldn't say a word, she was stunned.

The hot blood of the young man flowed down her cheeks, looking at the golden-scaled black eye mask, it was so cold, so cold that it was biting, Song Linglong felt a kind of lost soul for the first time, she knew that she was afraid.

Jin Liang smiled coldly, looking at Song Linglong's eyes, as if he was more disdainful, at this moment, in the girl's eyes, this young man was tall, and his body exuded an indescribable wildness.

"You!"

He scolded loudly.

"Senior sister!"

Suddenly, a figure quickly rushed in front of Song Linglong, his short body was like a hard city wall between the two of them at this moment.

It turned out to be Yang Ming, I saw that he was also full of shock, but he was far more resolute than those senior brothers, and slowly protected Song Linglong. Song Linglong suddenly felt a pain in her heart, she didn't know when she started, and she forgot that the little junior brother who was like a fart back then was now so tall and able to protect herself.

The two teenagers looked at each other like that, Yang Ming was actually afraid, but the moment he held his senior sister's little hands, he began to stop trembling, as if he was fighting against the whole world alone.

"Hmph, you're a character. ”

Liu Ji walked from behind his head, stretched out his hand and patted Jin Scale's shoulder, he was actually very surprised, this stinky boy is as tenacious as a cockroach, but at the same time, he also admired, if it was under this kind of group beating, normal people would have knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but this kid didn't say a soft word.

"Let's go. ”

He greeted and left with Song Linglong and the others, Song Linglong's heart was fluctuating at the moment, she looked back at the young man who was as stoic as a mountain uneasily, standing in the mountain wind, at this moment, the sky and the earth.

The sky is slowly deepening, and the bamboo forest under the back mountain can't wait for the beautiful scenery of Luoshui. The old woman began to feel anxious, and she swore that if the little cub dared to play tricks on her today, and did not bring back wine and meat, she would let him know what grandmother was doing.

Suddenly, there was a sound of procrastinating footsteps outside, and gradually a young man's heavy breathing was intermittent, and the old woman was overjoyed, and the corners of her mouth slowly showed a mysterious smile, but she said coldly:

"Coming back?"

Syllable!

The door opened, and the boy was covered in blood, and his red clothes were dyed, and he couldn't tell which one was red and which was blood!

It can be seen that at this moment, his body has reached the limit, and the blue and black slightly swollen eye circles of the golden scales are about to fall down uncontrollably, but he still reluctantly opens his spirit, as if just to take a look at the old woman in front of him.

"Give...... Promise you...... Wine...... Meat ......"

After saying that he couldn't finish speaking, he laughed, and after putting down the bag of beef that had already been stained with blood tremblingly, he finally fell down on his knees directly in front of the old woman and fainted.

The old woman's body shook, for some reason, she actually reached out to support the young man's scaly figure, she had blood on her body, and the gold scales were like a bloody person, the blood of the two fused together, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

Lao Ou looked at the young man who had passed out, and saw the bag of beef that was cold and warmed by the young man's blood again, and suddenly, a wave of anger flashed in his heart inexplicably.

"Boy, who the hell beat you like this!"

At this moment, next to the Luoxia Palace, Song Linglong printed the warm light of the candle flame, leaning on one arm, but revealing the other arm, and there was a deep bite mark on the white, tender and smooth skin in front of him.

She seemed to be stupid, and couldn't help laughing, if a big man can't beat him, he will bite it with his mouth, and he won't be ashamed. Then, thinking of the day in the Longfeng Restaurant, a beggar turned into a handsome boy, and her face was red and her ears were red, and she couldn't help but have a pink color flying over her face, raised her hand and hurriedly slapped her forehead, and said angrily:

"What do you want him to do, bastard, I'll fix him next time I see him!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a wild and bloody face of golden scales in front of her, and she was suddenly startled, the latter's sentence you are a!

However, after a while, she was relieved, and she was secretly worried in her heart, although it was all skin injuries, but, after all, he was just a mortal, and he had shed so much blood, and he didn't know what was wrong now, and he blamed the third senior brother for being too heavy......

At this moment, suddenly the door was pushed, and Ji Ci came with a bottle of plaster, Song Linglong was startled, and hurriedly ripped off the sleeve on her arm to cover the wound. Unexpectedly, Ji Ci shook his head, stretched out his hand to stop her, and gently lifted her sleeve again, but when he saw the tooth mark on his daughter's white and tender arm, he couldn't help frowning, and it hurt in his heart.

"Does it hurt?"

Ji Ci asked softly, Song Linglong shook her head, Ji Ci Ai sighed, went to apply the bottle of plaster, and suddenly, she felt a refreshing and incomparably cool feeling in her arm, and Song Linglong was overjoyed.

"Don't be too happy, let your father see it, it's not a good fight!"

Song Linglong pursed her mouth and hummed rather coquettishly:

"Daddy is reluctant to beat me!"

Ji Ci smiled helplessly, looking at the baby daughter in front of him, is he too used to being arrogant on weekdays.

"You beat that kid half to death, and you were a little harder. ”

Song Linglong's little face was originally happy, but it darkened again, and when she thought of that stinky boy, she looked arrogant and unassuming, and she didn't have a good air:

"He deserves it. ”

Ji Ci smiled bitterly, she has always been protective of Song Linglong's ability to cause trouble, and even Song Dayi may just make a few complaints.

couldn't help it, and secretly said to himself: My daughter is older, I really can't control it.

Suddenly, Song Linglong seemed to think of something, and said in surprise:

"Mother, how do you know?"

Ji Ci didn't intend to hide it from her, so he said:

"Lao Qi came back to tell me, why are you still planning to hide it from me?"

Song Linglong was angry for a while, shouting that she had made a mistake and had forgotten about this little traitor. hurriedly looked at the window, but saw that a head was sneakily drooping, and the gaze that touched her quickly shrank back.

"Yang Ming, you get in for me!"

With an "oh" promise, Yang Ming lowered his head, wore the white-washed robe, and walked into the room with a cower.

Song Linglong has always been arrogant, Ji Ci knows it, but when she looked at her little apprentice's pitiful grievance, she couldn't help but soften, and hurriedly pulled Yang Ming with one hand, reached out to stroke his head, and said:

"I suffered a loss outside, and when I come back, I still want to be angry with my junior brother?"

Yang Ming was not afraid of the senior sister, but afraid that she would suffer, as soon as he heard Ji Ci's words with the meaning of three points of scolding, he hurriedly wanted to defend Song Linglong, but he touched her pair of bulging eyes, and in an instant, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"Mother!"

Song Linglong hugged Ji Ci's arm coquettishly, like a well-behaved little girl, she knew that this trick was the most useful for Ji Ci, and sure enough, Ji Ci couldn't help laughing later.

Suddenly, Song Linglong looked at Yang Ming's body for a moment, and she remembered that during the day, the figure that blocked the golden scales and herself, when the little junior brother changed, and she didn't know it.

"Thank you for protecting me during the day. ”

Yang Ming was suddenly startled, he raised his eyes and looked at Song Linglong's smiling face, as if he had made a lifelong vow, and said firmly:

"Senior sister, I will definitely protect you!"

The moon shines like water, shining into people's hearts, and how many infatuated words are spoken.

Besides, Xiao Jin Ye fainted for a while, and when he woke up in a whirlwind, the blood flowing on the ground was also dry, and his limbs moved slightly, and suddenly, there was a sharp pain and stamina. The golden scales were about to scream, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they suddenly found that there were countless cracks in their mouths, and a fishy smell gushed out when they moved.

Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed by a huge force, and his rough and dry skin was like a big snake entangled in his life's hole, and his eyes widened to find that Lao Ou's skeleton-like old face was really staring at him with empty eyes, and one of the dark and shining eyes was particularly terrifying. And he was lying flat on the ground, his head resting on Lao Ou's cross-kneeled feet, like a baby in the arms of a mother.

"What are you doing!"

The golden scales were shocked, and he was about to struggle to get up, but he found that there were countless aches and pains from all over his body, and the bones inside were actually "gurgling" like a fight, and he couldn't use his strength for a while, and he fell down again after being paralyzed.

"Don't move, this seat won't hurt you!"

When Lao Ou spoke, he was full of confidence, not like the tyrannical arrogance on weekdays, but faintly with a hint of kindness and pity.

Golden Scales seemed to see a different look from the bottom of her dark eyes, and relaxed for a while, the old woman held his wrist, during which a cold and gloomy power slowly came, Golden Scales was surprised, and found that the redness, swelling and bruises all over his body were slowly receding, and the pain of soreness and numbness was immediately reduced a lot.

It was only about a stick of incense, the old woman gradually became a little powerless, some fine sweat seeped out from her forehead and temples, and the hand holding the golden scales became more and more relaxed, her brows tightened as if she had lost a lot of energy, and her originally even breathing began to become short.

"You...... What's wrong?"

Jin Liang was stunned, and found that the old woman was strange, and just asked at the exit. The old woman seemed to be quite annoyed by his sudden interruption, and said impatiently:

"Don't talk!"

Jin Liang had no choice but to shut up, and after a long while, he felt that the swelling on his body disappeared, and the bruises on the body parts he saw in his eyes gradually faded, and finally only a shallow mark was left, which was not amazing.

"You stand up now and try ......"

The old woman let go, and for a while, she coughed violently, although Jin Lin didn't know anything about martial arts, but Ren Idiot could also see that the old woman had spent a lot of hard work for herself, and the original appearance of the wind and candle was three points old, almost blowing the lamp and pulling out the wax.

Jin Liang was moved, and for a while his nose was sour, he got up and saluted, and hugged his fists:

"Xiao Ke thanks to the love of his predecessors, and I thank you for saving my life!"

Who knows, the old woman waved her hand, "bah" a mouthful of spit, and scolded:

"Who is your senior, I hate the red tape of you righteous disciples the most in this life, and it is so sour that I am afraid that you will die, and no one will buy me wine and meat!"

Although she said so, in fact, Jin Liang could see that since she got along in the past few days, she no longer seemed to be as crazy and crazy as before, and her attitude towards herself, a younger generation, was gradually much better.

For a while, there were thousands of emotions, and the golden scales were so smart, and in a few days, the old woman's temper was mature. With a look, he walked aside, brought the pot of good wine, handed it to the old woman, and said with a smile:

"Ten years of sorghum in Heyang City, absolutely good wine!"

The old Ou glanced at him, as if he was very satisfied that this kid would come to trouble, opened the lid of the wine and sniffed it carefully, then smiled, raised the pot and took a sip, and said heartily:

"The stinky boy knows wine, it's so strong, it's good wine!"

She drank half a pot in one go, Jin Liang was amazed, if a man is a good man, the amount of wine is nothing more than that, I can't imagine that a female streamer, there is such a wine gall, wine, all say that the wine field is like a battlefield, this point of superficial truth he understood in the kiln for less than a year, in his opinion, the stronger the wine, the more arrogant, this old woman pipa bone piercing the chest, a sip of wine does not lose to a man, must not be an ordinary person!

"Good amount of alcohol!"

Jin Liang praised, he had been impressed by Lao Ou's heroic world, and Huang Tu's hegemony was in the wine.

"Come too!"

Lao Ou glanced at him, raised his hand and shook the wine jug, Jin Liang took it, he didn't say a word, he tore his throat and drank wildly, the young man who came out of Lin'an had already practiced the courage of a warm wine and a horse, and this mouthful of Longquan drinking water-like momentum was not much better than that of the old woman, and he lived out the true character of a man.

The old woman's eyes lit up, and suddenly, looking at the young man in front of her, she was much more pleasing to the eye, and praised it:

"If you do it spontaneously, you are a good boy!"

The golden scales laughed, quite a madness of sitting and fighting in the southeast, who is the opponent in the world, the rise of the old woman's drink, she actually got up, waved her long sleeves, and sang:

The world is out of my generation, and as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, Huang Tu is talking and laughing, not like a drunk in the world.

After the dance, she laughed, as if she had the lonely arrogance of killing all the enemies and defeating the heroes of the world.

Jin Liang also laughed, a good Huang Tu hegemony talking and laughing, not like a drunk in the world! He was a rebellious young man twenty-four pins away, a frivolous body, it is rare to have a bosom friend as a companion tonight, and he suddenly became happy after not feeling great sorrow, and he also said loudly:

Lifting the sword across the ji, waving the ghost rain, the white bones and thousands of mountain birds flew away. The world is like a tide, people are like water, only sigh a few people back in the rivers and lakes!

The old woman listened attentively and praised:

"Seconds, seconds! I can't imagine that my Tianshan Tong Grandma can find a friend of the past years in the twilight of life! Boy, tell me what your name is!"

Jin Liang raised his head, and a proud and lonely momentum jumped on it, full of blood boiling, and shouted two words.

"Golden Scales!"