Duanmu Ling jumped out of the courtyard wall of Yunfu angrily all the way, passing by the door of the 'old friend' Big Yellow Dog, and saw that the Big Yellow Dog was wagging his tail and begging for mercy with a mouth, salivating, and a lustful/confused thief laughing, and he was even more angry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He automatically thought it was the big yellow dog laughing at him.

Hmph, an animal, dare to laugh at him.

So he swept his long legs, and the big yellow dog that he thought would wait for his daughter-in-law was like a kite with a broken string, drawing a graceful arc in the sky, and then landed steadily on a big tree a few feet away from the courtyard wall.

The big yellow dog has never enjoyed the feeling of flying high in the sky, and he used to be particularly envious when he saw birds flying around in the sky, fantasizing that one day he could experience the feeling of looking down on everything. He just waged his tail and begged for mercy to his benefactor, hoping that his benefactor could fly with him once.

Unexpectedly, the benefactor had a heart-to-heart relationship with it and helped it realize its wish.

Since that benefactor brought him three daughters-in-law, he finally experienced the majesty of being a male animal, and he took this man as a benefactor.

However, the next day, his three daughters-in-law were taken away and never returned.

The big yellow dog naturally didn't know that the bones of its three daughters-in-law had all entered its stomach and turned into garbage, and it had long since returned to the earth.

It was too nervous just now to catch its breath, and it didn't have time to look at the beautiful scenery below, but fortunately it landed on the tree and could see a long distance. It's not like in that courtyard, where you can only see the palm-sized sky and the four walls.

The big yellow dog wanted to raise his front paws and wipe a handful of tears of excitement.

Huh? What's the matter, you can't move your claws, you can't move your body?

The big yellow dog looked left and right, and the two branches looked like a 'V' symbol, and it was sandwiched in the middle of the 'V'. Oh, it's too tight to move!

And this tree seems to have other branches, very short and pointed, which coincide strangely with its vital parts.

'Benefactor, you're pushing too hard. ’

"Huhu...... Want Want ...... Whining...... Benefactor, don't go, put me down first!"

It's a pity that the call of the big yellow dog can't call back the benefactor. The big yellow dog exclaimed...... 'Shall I spend the night up there?' ’

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Eight times to keep up with his grandfather's footsteps, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, I was really afraid that my fate would also be reduced to the same as that of a dog.

People who are familiar with Duanmu Ling will naturally not be stupid enough to hit the muzzle of his gun at this moment, so as not to be stabbed like a hornet's nest. However, people who are not familiar with him naturally come up stupidly.

No, the stupid people are coming. "Lord Shizi, it's you, good new year, good new year. ”

The one who spoke was the poor worm who went bankrupt because of gambling last time, beat his wife and beat his parents and children, and then was educated by Duanmu Ling to kneel and beg for mercy. It seems to be called Song Tie.

Duanmu Ling naturally didn't remember who this man with yellow teeth was, and when he saw him shrinking like a thief's head and rat brain, he was even more targeted by a strong attack.

In particular, his three words "Happy New Year" pierced his heart like a spear.

"Which eye did you see Young Master Ben, even you came to laugh at Young Master Ben, right! Believe it or not, Young Master Ben slapped you to death?"

Song Tie looked dazed, he just ran an errand to say hello, telling the prince that he was a good man now, concentrating on supporting his family, and never beating his wife.

Why did he become a joke for him to watch? If he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to look at this man's jokes!

Duanmu Ling shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't get out yet, wait for Young Master Ben to beat me?"

"Oh, ah, oh, get out, I, I'm out. Song Tie was so frightened that he could only spit out a single syllable word in his mouth, and he ran away in a smoke, not daring to stay for a second.

Seven up and eight times followed behind him and his mouth twitched, his grandfather hadn't been so angry for a long time. And this anger was provoked by a thirteen-year-old little milk baby in a few words.

It has always been only his grandfather who bullies others, so how can there be a chance for others to choke on his grandfather? Could it be that feng shui is taking turns?

"Bang Bang ......"

"Ah...... What are you doing when you smash my stall with a thousand cuts?"

"Your cloth is too gaudy, Young Master Ben looks dazzling. ”

The two of them looked at each other, and each stroked his forehead. Seeing that their grandfather was angry, he looked speechless as if he was going to kill someone and take revenge.

The two walked up to the screaming middle-aged woman, took out silver ingots one by one, and asked, "Is it enough?"

The middle-aged woman took the silver ingot with glowing eyes, bit it in her mouth, and sneered: "Enough is enough." ”

Eight glanced at the sky with disdain, and then stepped forward to keep up with the person in front of him, who had already walked a long distance.

Duanmu Ling walked into the gate of Duanding Hou's Mansion with a gloomy face, and the concierge saw that his face was not right today, so he automatically shrank his neck and hid in a place where he couldn't see, and only when he was gone did he dare to come out.

When the person came back, he naturally wanted to go to the main courtyard to greet the old marquis.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw that the old marquis was sweating and robbing. A silver gun in hand, stab, hook, sweep, throw, the action is done in one go, as fast as a rain of arrows, and the strong wind is stronger and colder than the sky in winter.

The last move swept the tail in the air, the momentum was like a mountain, the silver gun was withdrawn from his hand, the old marquis exhaled a long breath, and then squinted at the grandson who was pouring tea on the stone table, and then retracted his gaze to look at the silver gun in his hand.

"Yo, it seems that Xiaobawang's life is not going well today! Tell me, who can make you angry like this, I have to bring two flower carvings, and thank others." ”

The old marquis said while wiping the silver gun.

Someone replied sullenly: "No, I had a good time, and if you have to call me back, of course I am not happy in my heart." ”

"Cut. The old marquis gave him a blank look, "Your father was raised by me, and you were raised by me since I was a child." As soon as you untie your belt, I know if you're going to or pee, and blame me less. ”

Duanmu Ling stammered, and said secretly, "Grandpa, can you be more elegant, don't open your mouth to and pee, how ugly!"

The old marquis over there continued to talk to himself at the silver gun: "Oh, old man, you have been with me for decades, and I am an old bone, but you are still so glamorous." It's a pity that now you can only play monkey with me here!"

The greatest pain of a soldier is the twilight of heroes. The greatest sorrow of the sword is that it is useless in the dust.

Duanmu Ling said: "Grandpa cherishes it so much, wouldn't it be good to pass it on to my father?" saved him from feeling sad about this gun every day.

The old marquis threw the gun to Nanagami and walked over to his grandson and sat down to drink tea. "There is no battlefield for this gun to belong to him, and it is the same in anyone's hands. ”

Duanmu Ling nodded and acquiesced in the old marquis's words.

The old marquis changed the subject, "You have been running to the Yun family recently, what are you doing?"

"What else can I do, go play chess with Zhao Wei!"

"Really, how did I hear that you have an unusual relationship with that big girl of the Yun family!"

Duanmu Ling swept towards Qishang with a cold eye, it must be this guy who is mouthy.

Qishang's body shook, and the silver spear in his hand almost fell off. He can't be blamed for this, it was the old marquis who asked, and he said it.