"Old village chief! Old village chief! How are you? The ground is shaking so much, why don't you wait for us to go up the mountain by ourselves!" You stay where you are, we'll find a way to go up to you, don't move......"

The voice of the patrol team sounded at the bottom of the mountain, and the old village chief, who was already desperate, suddenly remembered that there were still these young people, and he couldn't bother them anymore because of himself! Thinking of the strength of the old village chief out of nowhere, he sat up with a grunt, and saw more than 20 people under the mountain in front of him, and was about to shout, a heat wave directly pushed him up, and the old village chief lost his balance suddenly, and fell down the mountain on his head and feet......

"Those who dare to offend Xingjia Village are my enemies Sheng Wentian, and I will leave it to me here, and you will escort the village chief back to the village!"

The previous scene has made everyone in the patrol look stupid, when did the old village chief have such ability, this can be the patrol captain! But then the sound of this voice shattered the old dream and changed the sky. Sheng Wentian, this is definitely a totemic figure in Xingjia Village, no matter how many years, even if it turns into this pair of green mountains, it is still proud, even if it is a grass and a tree, it is still the unyielding will, which guides the direction of the soul, Xingjia Village. No one is noisy anymore, there is a captain, the old village chief is fine, and the people of Xingjia Village are fine, this is a kind of trust that does not need a reason. When the little third son helped up the old village chief who had landed on the ground steadily, he saw that his pants in the old man's position were slightly missing, so he hurriedly raised his pants and said, "Wear mine!" ”

The old village chief glared at the little third son, and said angrily: "Your pants are all cut out of the wind?" I don't care, I'm all half-buried people, what else is there to care. This is handed over to Wen Tian, let's quickly withdraw it......"

The old village chief's words are the best interpretation of the current state of affairs, and everyone else escorted the old village chief to run back, because the ground shook more and more violently, and everyone could only march in groups, even if it was still slow, one foot deep and one foot shallow was very embarrassing. The little third son also hurriedly put his pants on his legs. It's strange to say, this was originally a natural and easy thing to do, but now it has all kinds of twists and turns, watching the other members of the patrol team get farther and farther away from him, the little third son is even more anxious in his heart, a good pair of pants has been kneaded into shape, and he can't tell where is the waist of the pants, where is the trouser leg, and in a fit of anger, the little third son is about to throw the pants on the ground, and it just so happens that at this time a voice came from afar.

"Brother Xiaosanzi, don't get along with your pants, you see I'm crippled again, if you don't wear it, wear it for me!"

Xiao Sanzi looked up and saw that this Zhao Fan was running towards him at high speed, his pants had become wisps, and there were a few fine pieces of wood pierced on his pants. I've never seen anything like this before, but it really has a bit of charm.

"Can't you cherish one if you were given one before? Next time I make up my mind to change someone, my pants are not cut by the wind. ”

The third son wanted to taunt Zhao Bufan a few more words, maybe because Zhao Bufan's current appearance was ridiculous, or maybe because Sheng Wentian, who had only heard his voice and had not seen him, was like a Dinghai God Needle, no matter how big the waves were, they couldn't get up. In short, the mood of the little third son has changed a lot. "Poof!" A very fine sawdust that was blown up was accurately nailed to the left ear lip of the little third son, and a sharp pain couldn't help but wake him up, this is not the time to move a bench to watch the play, the tyranny and killing came so suddenly, so that he didn't dare to open his eyes......

"I'll get it for you! Remember to look at it anyway......" Xiao Sanzi threw the pants in his hand to the ground, covered his ears and turned around and ran, running towards a new life.

Zhao Bufan was not ambiguous, he had worn it once anyway, the size was appropriate, and he put it on when he picked it up, and at this moment it exploded on Qingshan. The loud noise couldn't help but Zhao Bufan covered his ears, and the violent tremor of the ground directly sent him into the air.

A figure stood there, calm and calm, as if it had been there all the time, but people were more accustomed to holding it in their hearts. Honglian stopped chasing Zhao Bufan, instinctively, she sensed the threat. The original setting was not aimed at a specific group of people, which also determined the fact that those who stood in front of them were the opponents by default.

"I know you, you're Red Lotus! I don't think you're a person who likes to mess around, so if you don't feel used to it, leave! Xingjia Village does not welcome such a domineering red lotus. ”

Honglian didn't answer Sheng Wentian's words, now she can only be regarded as a strong divine sense, she doesn't have her own consciousness, and she doesn't even have a tangled instinct, so how can she answer. Sheng Wentian may also be familiar with this state, he can be his own opponent, he is either forced by others, or he is forced to come by himself, since he wants to prove it, why do he need to say more.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it, Xingjia Village will not allow you to take half a step, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Sheng Wentian's words were like a declaration, and it was obvious that a big war would break out. Wuxin doesn't need to prepare, Sheng Wentian is ready. Only Zhao Bufan is extremely reluctant to this result, you have had a good time, and in the end, the result has nothing to do with your fart, Sheng Wentian returned to Xingjia Village, and Honglian went back to count how many sentences she had framed, which was absolutely unacceptable...... Red Lotus is, she can't understand all the words and beasts now, so she can only make a fuss about Sheng Wentian, you can't even tell what the Red Lotus standing in front of you is now, it must have been buried in the soil for too long, and her head has been in the dirt, if you don't use it, can you still be worthy of your own birth and death......

"Hey! I said Sheng Wentian, don't you ask if she doesn't say it? What's the point of winning if you just keep fighting? Do you know what she's insulting you Infinity Gate for! It's worthless in her eyes, I won't say anything ugly, your uncle is ignorant and has basically been beaten by her, so he hides in the direction of that side. She also kept saying that she didn't know what to say, and she turned the world and the waves into a vain, and the two together just made a pair of waste. This is not counting, what is even more outrageous is that she also pointed the finger at the Wuwei Patriarch, thinking that I am the earth, the bright blue sky, the heaven and earth of the Wuwei Patriarch has opened up a new face, and entered a situation beyond the reach of others, what is her red lotus? If she is not ashamed to speak and belittle, will no one be able to cure her? Isn't there a technique in Wujimen that can stop her? I, Zhao Fan Lintian, dare to scold him! But I can't do it, Sheng Wentian's seniors, the merits of the ancestors cannot be taken lightly by outsiders, and the rest will be handed over to you.

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