Dare to call Brother Mustard a dog cub, the men of Yandang Mountain are angry. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a fist the size of a sand bowl, which directly hit the face of the retort family, and hit the flowers in all seasons. In the screams, the nose and eyes were crooked, blood was splattered, teeth fell to the ground, and large pieces of hair were torn off along the scalp.

Rotten people are afraid of muddy people, muddy people are afraid of ruthless people, ruthless people are afraid, and people who will kill others if they do it. This scene frightened several fireworks women, and they ran out desperately in the scream, but they were kicked to the ground. After being in the dust for a long time, I know that there are some things that I can't see, hear, or mix. Therefore, pretending to pass out is the wisest way now.

Facing Zhuang Jiao, with a knife-like look, Huang Xian was stunned. "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! We --- we are drunk and talking nonsense, please Haihan, Haihan. Huang Xian trembled and arched his hand. Zhuang Ji walked over coldly, followed by a few strong men, and his momentum was suffocating.

Relying on the identity of the prefect's eldest son, Huang Xian, who is acting nonsense, has never seen this kind of formation. I couldn't hold my face anymore, so I knelt on the spot. "Heroes spare their lives! It's all the retort family who is messing around, I can't persuade him! He ---- that he deserves --- crime--- and he is innocent of death, so please raise your noble hand. Huang Xian cried and threw the black pot directly to Yong Jiahao.

Just now, Huang Xian called Yong Jiahao his eldest brother, which made Zhuang Jiahao's heart ache. And what Huang Xian did made him feel infinitely sad. I thought you were living a good and happy life, but I didn't expect ------ this is not true! Zhuang Ji didn't believe his guess, this kind of person called his uncle nonsense is common, and he wants to verify it eventually.

Zhuang Ke didn't speak, which frightened Huang Xian and his gang even more, and kept begging for mercy. Zhuang Jiao made a gesture, and a person who followed behind him walked quickly to the counter and said to the boss who was also frightened: "Borrow pen and ink." The boss quickly took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and respectfully set it on the table.

Zhuang Ji took the pen and wrote a few words, and brought them to Huang Xian's eyes. "Exquisite!" Huang Xian reflexively read these three words, and then was a little confused. Could it be ------ ------ Huang Xian's mind turned and guessed, judging from the situation just now, it seems that Yong Jiahao knows this murderer, and he seems to have a grudge. In other words, if this person wants to seek revenge, he still has to kill the kind of retort family.

Thinking of this, Huang Xian broke out in a cold sweat. He is the son-in-law of the retort family, and he is also within the scope of being killed, so he must clear up the relationship as soon as possible. "The hero doesn't know that this Linglong used to be my cheapness. But this slut woman has a bad morals and a vicious heart. I've written a letter of divorce and I'm about to divorce her. Huang Xian hurriedly argued. But Zhuang Jiao still didn't speak, and his face was extremely gloomy. Huang Xian was even more panicked, and then said: "I'll divorce her immediately! No, please send someone to my home with me, and I'll hand her over to you immediately! Whatever the hero disposes of, it has nothing to do with my family." ”

This is the person entrusted by Linglong, who is shameless to the extreme. Zhuang Jiao's heart is like a knife, and he really wants to beat this scumbag to death. In the past, I can never go back, I have always been in deep love, but the fate is shallow, I can't ask for it, I can only hide it in my heart and miss it forever.

Yong Jiahao was knocked unconscious by a punch and woke up to see Huang Xian's performance. I couldn't help but roar angrily: "Huang Xian, you can't die well! He is my sister's old lover." "Another shameless person, using his sister as a shield in order to survive. These words made Huang Xian dumbfounded, and when Ling Ling passed the door, she was still complete and was not cuckolded. But at this time, in front of his wife and old lover, he humiliated his wife to the extreme, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and pulling hatred to death.

uncovered the scar in his heart and made Zhuang Jiao's heart drip blood. This blood turned into a raging rage. Zhuang Jiao made a few more gestures, one strong man knocked the retort unconscious with one palm, and the other went out to bring the rope sack from the car. Tie people, gag people, bagged, skillful techniques, obviously connoisseurs.

Huang Xian's group of people were scared to pee, and the beach was soft on the ground. This is no ordinary murderer, but bandits and robbers in the Wuthering Mountains. Don't say that they can't be provoked, even the government and the military have to weigh and weigh, turn a blind eye, and try not to wade into troubled waters. Just when Huang Xian regretted and despaired, another piece of paper was handed to him, with a short sentence on it: Treat her well!

But if you have seen each other, you will know each other, and when you have not seen each other. It is difficult to give a poem on the note, and this heart only remembers Qingqing. Zhuang Jiao is very decisive, things are wrong, why force it. But there is one thing, even if it hurts Linglong, it must be ended. How can you have the law of both worlds, and you can't live up to your parents and your parents.

What happened in the Shunfeng restaurant set off a slight wave in the wind. Bi Jing's mission leader was taken captive by the strongman, which led to all kinds of rumors. And at the time of the incident, the prefect's eldest son Huang Xian was present. After checking and checking, I came to the conclusion that this was a crime committed by roving bandits, and it was an accident. The cause was that the retort family saw through the bandit's face and was killed. For this reason, the government also sent some silver taels to the retort family as a reward.

Zhuang Jiao looked at the former residence that had become a field, and burst into tears. Light incense candles, slowly burn paper money, and sacrifice made with your own heart. Sacrifice to the spirit of the parents in the sky. Seeing the bright steel knife next to Zhuang Jiao, Zeng Jiahao was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body. "Little mustard, no! Brother mustard! You can't do this! I was wrong, but I didn't kill --- kill you. Please raise your noble hand and let me go!I, I------ I'm a delicate brother------"

Retort Jiahao kept crying and begging, but he couldn't shake Zhuang Jiao's murderous intention. If you're going to dig up my parents' graves, kill me! I didn't do my filial piety when I was alive, and I didn't even let my parents settle down. How can you vent this hatred!

Hatred is full of anger and anger. Zhuang Jiao only felt hot all over, but he endured it and did not move, but concentrated on burning paper money sacrifices and remembering the kindness of his parents. In a trance, Zhuang Jiao found that in the smoke of the fire produced by burning paper money, some mysterious patterns appeared, and there seemed to be figures dancing.

Could it be that it is the parents who have manifested their spirits! In the dark, these patterns and figures are used to convey their love and advice to themselves. Zhuang Jiao was pleasantly surprised, and kept burning paper money offerings, visualizing, figuring, and understanding those patterns and images.

Zhuang Jiao felt that the heat in his body turned into puffs of smoke and emanated from his body. and the smoke and dust from the burning of paper money offerings, wrapping themselves, Zhuang Ji was unmoved. Soon, a small wisp of blue smoke, formed in the smoke, drifted and swirled, absorbing the smoke.

This small wisp of blue smoke finally took the shape of a firefly and violently burrowed into Zhuang Jiao's body. There was no discomfort, Zhuang Jiao was still immersed in visualization and speculation. In his heart, a flame like a bean was formed, and the flame burned quietly and stood still.

There was a thunderclap, and the lightning flashed. The night sky was instantly clear, and the full moon filled the void with clear light. The sky was in a vision, Zhuang Ji stood up in disbelief, but felt a fainting. When I woke up, I found that there was no vision, no smoke, everything was the same, nothing happened. The sacrifice had been burned, and only the embers remained.

In the dark, there was a sigh. There are also inaudible words, which sounded in Zhuang Jie's ears, "The five phases of clumsy fire: fireworks phase, yang flame phase, firefly phase, lamp flame phase, and blue sky phase." It can set five hearts and six gods. ”