Unable to resist his curiosity, Jiro opened the red silk, and the outline of the garment gradually appeared, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with a neckline and the middle of the garment, as well as three belts.

"I'll go, it's actually a belly pocket!"

Xing Lang looked confused, let his brain cells die, and he couldn't imagine that Fairy Ning Xuan would actually give him a belly pocket! And judging from the richness of the body fragrance, this belly pocket must be the intimate clothes that Fairy Ning Xuan has been wearing for a long time!

Could it be that now the gods are in love with the tokens, and it is popular to give underwear?

The problem is that he is a big man, and he can't use his belly pocket! He doesn't necessarily have to be called a torturer, like Red Boy and Nezha, wearing a belly pocket and running around the street, right?

A woman's mind is difficult to understand, and a fairy's mind is even more clear!

After putting away his belly pocket, Xinglang was about to close the door, when suddenly a figure fell from the sky, stretched out his hand to resist the door, Xinglang looked up and saw that the other party was a middle-aged man, with a scruffy beard, five big and three thick, wearing cloth clothes, stepping on straw sandals, and a much-weathered axe on the belt around his waist.

"Little brother, did you see a woman flying down from the moon?"

The man looked to the left and right, as if looking for a target.

The woman who flew down from the moon? Isn't it Fairy Ning Xuan!

Xinglang pretended to be stupid and said: "Big brother, you are really joking, and you are not a fairy Chang'e, how can people fly, and they fly down from the moon." ”

Finding that he had slipped his mouth, the man smiled and hurriedly covered it up: "It's me who is in a hurry and said the wrong thing, little brother, have you seen a beautiful woman passing by here?"

"Nope. ”

Xinglang shook his head decisively.

"Strange, impossible, I saw her fall around here?

The man muttered to himself, frowning in thought.

"Big brother, what is the relationship between the beautiful woman you are looking for and you? Do you have anything to do with her? If you see it, I will help you pay attention to it. ”

The torturer pretended to be enthusiastic, and quietly tentatively.

"My name is Wu Luo, that woman is the object of my affection, I found out that she has been in a close relationship with a person of the opposite sex recently, so I followed her to see, who knew that there would be no one with me, if I found the bastard who dug my corner, I must use my laurel axe to cut off his dog legs!"

Xing Lang quickly figured out that the object of this person's heart must be Fairy Ning Xuan, and the bastard who "digs the foot of the wall" in his mouth is probably him if nothing else......

Wu Scratch, brainless?

Just by listening to the name, you know that he is a reckless man with a negative IQ!

Xing Lang swallowed his saliva, and was still thinking about whether to tell Wu Luo that Fairy Ning Xuan had left, but at this moment, this idea was completely realized, if he said it, wouldn't he indirectly admit that the person who dated Fairy Ning Xuan was him?

He doesn't want to be in a wheelchair!

"Little brother, are there any famous, handsome, and suave men in your area?" Wu Luo was still unwilling to give up.

Xinglang pretended to be thinking, and after a long time, he clapped his hands.

"Big brother, we really have a person here, his name is lame, he lives in Huangshi Village next door, he is a romantic figure in our area, I heard that he is not only rich and rich, but also looks like Pan An, and is the object of many women's admiration, but I heard that this person is inattentive and is a playboy, the girl you are looking for, will he be deceived by him?"

"Hmph! I'll just say, why Ning Xuan is absent-minded every day, she must have been deceived by that emotional liar, rabbit cub, dare to dig into my corner, Lao Tzu will cut off his third leg!"

Xing Lang couldn't help but shudder, it turned out that Wu Scratch said that the leg he was talking about was referring to the root of life!

Are the routines of the current immortals so deep? There is still a potential meaning in speaking......

Fortunately, I didn't admit it, otherwise I wouldn't be a disabled person, but a eunuch in the palace!

"Brother Wu, if it's really that cripple who deceived your sweetheart, then you have to hurry up and find a way, that cripple is lustful by nature, old and young, last time he was horny, and he didn't even let go of my old sow, hey, even if I think about it now, I feel heartache!"

Anyway, they all dumped the black pot to the cripple, so I don't mind smearing it.

"Little brother, thank you, I'm going to chop up the bastard who killed a thousand knives and help your sow avenge it, he has time to come to the door to thank you." ”

Wu Luo's expression was serious, and he hugged his fists at Xinglang.

"Brother Wu is polite, what I hate most is this kind of shameless person who digs the foot of the wall!"

Xinglang also hugged his fists and said in disgust.

"Then I'll go to business first, farewell!"

"Brother Wu, that cripple lives at No. 108 Huangshi Village, you must not go to the wrong person!"

"Got it!"

Wu Luo turned into a streamer of light and disappeared completely.

After confirming that Wu Luo was gone, Xing Lang breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he put away his belly pocket in time, otherwise "everyone will get the stolen goods", even if he is clever, he can't quibble.

It's not that the torturer is cowardly, but there is no need to offend Wu Luo at all.

When did Wu Luo appear, he didn't notice it at all, which meant that the latter's mana was far above him, if it was a mortal enemy, or at a time of crisis when his life was at stake, even if he was not an opponent, Xinglang would fight hard with the other party.

However, the two have no grievances and no enmity, so Xinglang will not be stupid enough to fight with others.

Why do you have to use your fists to solve problems that can be solved with your brain?

Now throw the pot to the lame, Wu Luo shouldn't think of him, there is no danger for the time being, as for the lame, he can only be wronged from a fake cripple to a real lame, if you want to blame him, blame himself for his bad luck.

Huangshi Village, lame home.

The tendons and tendons of his hands and feet were broken, but it was enough to disable a serious injury, and even if they were sent to the hospital, they barely saved their hands and feet, but now he can't even pick up a spoon, let alone walk, at least he has to walk in bed for more than half a year to recover the same mobility as a normal person.

"Brother Cripple, we suffered such a big loss last time, did we just bypass the group of guys in Happy Village?"

A little brother slapped the bed hard, but accidentally, he slapped the knife edge on the lame brother's wrist, and the latter screamed in pain.

"Bastard! You don't have eyes!"

scolded indignantly, and a touch of cruelty flashed in the lame man's eyes.

"In the past six months, you all give me a stop, don't make trouble in Happy Village, and when I get better, let's gather all the people and kill them by surprise, I want to break the tendons and tendons of the surnamed Xing, so that he can also taste what it is like to lie in bed like a waste person!"

Bang!

While they were plotting their plan, a man leaped in through the window, shattering the glass to the ground.