The heart is sorrowful, the pen is hard to walk, the right path is vicissitudes, and the version is good luck. - Miscellaneous ∩ Zhi ∩ Worm - On the sand and gravel clearing, the fat ball of the golden knife is like a rapidly rotating spinning top, Everywhere you go, the sky is dark, and the ghost is crying and howling.

A group of bandits lay on the ground, not even daring to come out of the atmosphere, and there were a few people who lay on the ground in an unstandard posture, and their heads were immediately cut by flying stones, and their faces were bleeding.

Hao Se lay under the dining table in a large shape, staring straight at the tragic situation on the field, with a blindfolded face.

Why can the terrifying tonnage of the golden knife spin rapidly? This is not scientific!

"Boy, boy surnamed Hao!" a faint shout came.

Hao Se turned his eyes and saw that it was Yang Ermu, who was a foot away, shouting at him through the dust.

"Call me?" said Hauser, pointing to his nose in surprise.

"It's just calling you!" Yang Ermu wiped the blood on his mouth: "Didn't you just say that you would know what Tang poems you would? Now hurry up and memorize two poems!"

"What?!" Hause's eyes widened.

Yang Ermu, you have no problem! This is a matter of life and death, you still have the leisure to recite poems?!

"Yes, yes, Hao Junshi, you quickly recite poems!" Huang Dazhuang, who was lying under the same table, also shouted at the top of his voice.

"As long as you hear the poem, the big boss can regain his senses!" Huang Erzhuang also shouted in Hao Se's ear.

Are you sure?!

Hao Seyuan stared at the fish.

"Stinky boy, carry it quickly!" Yang Ermu shouted, "Otherwise, everyone will die!"

I'll fight it!

Hao Se gritted his teeth, poked his head out from under the table, and shouted, "The bright moon in front of the window—cough poof...... cough cough cough ......"

Before I could finish memorizing a single poem, I was almost choked to death by the sand raised.

"Boy, what are you doing?!Louder!" Yang Ermu roared.

You can do it!

Hauser glared.

"Brother Hao, hurry!"

Suddenly, there was a loud cry from the dust, and the next moment, the flying sand and gravel actually weakened.

Everyone looked up and was overjoyed.

It was Meng Sanshi, who woke up, who dragged Mao Jindao's thigh desperately.

"It's the third master!" the Huang brothers shouted in surprise.

"Third child, you hold on!" Yang Ermu rushed to Hao Se's side with a prostrate sprint, "Get on the table!"

What are you kidding?! Didn't that Lao Tzu become cannon fodder!

Hauser shook his head desperately.

Yang Ermu was suddenly furious: "Huang Dazhuang, Huang Erzhuang, help!"

The next moment, Huang Dazhuang and Huang Erzhuang stepped forward at the same time, grabbed their arms and raised their thighs, and threw Hao Se at once

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