The heart is sorrowful, the pen is hard to walk, the right path is vicissitudes, and the version is good luck. Ψ Miscellaneous Ψ Zhi Ω Worm Ψ

The mountains are long, and the forests are deep.

The remnants of the snow are spotted, and the melting road is muddy.

Hao Seshen walked on the muddy road with one shallow foot and one foot on the snowy melt soil, looking at the majestic and majestic back of the third master in front of him, and the cries of the two robbed men behind him echoed in his ears, listening to the courteous introduction of the two newly recognized brothers on the side, The whole person was in a state of confusion.

"Brother Hao, it's not me Huang Dazhuang bragging, our Yue Si Zhai is a big name in the rivers and lakes!" The one on the left who speaks, a fat body, a face full of fat, a bald head shining, "The brothers are all good men in the green forest!"

"My brother is right! Especially our big boss Mao Golden Knife, the double knife technique is superb, and the people in the rivers and lakes call the golden knife invincible!" The one on the right, with his chest exposed, full of black hair, and a sky-high bun on his head, is giving Hao Se a mouth like a river, "It can be described as a big hero who tops the sky——"

Big hero, a hammer!

It's clearly a bandit leader, and this is a bandit den!

Hao Se, who went astray, had a mouthful of old blood in his heart, whether he vomited or did not vomit or was unhappy, and his whole stomach drooped.

Why was Lao Tzu blind in the first place, thinking that these people were ordinary hunters?

They all look fierce and vicious, obviously they are the illegal temperament of robbing houses and houses, and Lao Tzu actually ripped off his face and hugged his thighs to beg for support...... Lao Tzu's head must have been crushed by that hapless time machine!

"However, I Huang Erzhuang still admires the third master of my family the most. After exaggerating the big master, he began to praise the third master who took in Hao Se, "Meng Sanshi, the third master of the hunting knife, a hunting knife is rampant in the rivers and lakes, a well-known man!"

Hao Se glanced at the back of the third master Meng Sanshi in front of him, and pressed his forehead that was jumping suddenly: "Second Brother Huang, didn't you just say that there are three masters in the village?"

"Cut, don't mention it. Huang Erzhuang, who had a bun in the sky, looked disdainful, "The face is yellow, the head is big, the eyes are small, and the stomach is bad." ”

"Second brother, I still have to give Brother Hao a wake-up call. The bald Huang Dazhuang frowned and said, "The second master is named Yang Ermu, who is good at using stick skills, and is known as the second master of the yellow face......" Speaking of this, Huang Dazhuang couldn't help but pause, and approached Hao Se to lower his voice, "The second master has always looked at the third master and our brothers are not pleasing to the eye, Brother Hao, if you meet this person, you can have a heart." ”

"Yes, yes, little brother understands!" Hao Se nodded repeatedly.

I'm going! Feelings, this little bandit village, and factional struggle? Where there are really people, there are rivers and lakes.

The two brothers of the Huang family chatted with Hao Se one by one, and before they knew it, they entered the mountain col.

"Brother Hao, we're here!" Huang Dazhuang pointed forward.

Hauser looked up, but saw

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