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The urine bucket that was thrown to the ground became unattended by him, and he swallowed and opened his mouth wide - an action that ordinary people could not do, but he was completely oblivious to the changes in himself, and he was fully focused on the evolution of the battlefield.

"It's too nervous! It's too intense! It's so inhuman!" he not only swallowed and opened his mouth wide, but he could also speak at the same time.

She won, and neither did he.

He's better than ever.

The old dwarf will never drag mud and water, he will not declare war, he will show his teeth and claws, he will turn over the river and the sea.

He flashed and moved, galloped back and forth, he jumped up and down, never restrained, never relaxed, never stopped.

Knowing that the spring rain of apricot blossoms is very ecstatic, he still doesn't make a drizzle.

She whipped up a strong wind, and he rewarded it with a torrential rain.

His rain poured down, bringing with it thunder and lightning. Heavy rain after gusts, causing flash floods, mountains, mountains, ravines, mud all over the body, tumbling and rolling, rushing in all directions, converging into a surging momentum, sand and gravel down, breaking through all the embankments, can not be stopped.

Those dignified shores, those stele forests, those archways, those wire mesh, those high walls, those big slogans, those slogans are high-pitched. Whether it is papier-mâché, wood carving, clay sculpture, brickwork, stone carving, or reinforced concrete casting, or kiln burning, baking, promulgation, or list, they are just the piano keys that the rolling torrent has stepped on, no matter how loud or loud, it can only become the accompaniment of the main theme of this song.

Her winds are waving her flags, her torrents are shouting, and the rolling torrents they have caused have made the earth beat like drums, and the rivers have been blown like flutes.

What ambushes on all sides, what thousands of horses galloping, and what killing sounds shook the sky, all of them were overshadowed by the indiscriminate bombardment of thousands of miles.

This is only the appearance, and the complexity of the internal situation has far exceeded the three times in the big courtyard of the old peasant association.

Because this time, Li Xinghua waited here for thousands of years, and did not hesitate to invite one after another to warm up, and even let the second uncle listen to the sound of water below, so as to keep her Xinghuama in a warm-up state, and not to make it cold, all because she harbored evil intentions.

She and her partner want to preliminarily complete the [Eastward Migration Plan] of the old farmers' association's large courtyard on the eve of this Mid-Autumn Festival.

In terms of her energy, this is a big plan, with a lot of difficulty and scenes, equivalent to NATO's eastward expansion.

And she's not a superpower at all, she's just a stinky woman with a worse reputation, and she really has no other skills except between the beds, and she can't even be a chess piece on the chessboard.

So she has been lying in the dark for a while, year after year. She has been thinking about this matter, but the person who picked out this plan, Qiu Luozi, is Huang He and will never return.

Leaving Sister-in-law Xinghua in the struggle that no one understands, she makes herself stinker and stinker.

Misfortune is not only a disaster in feng shui, but also a red face.

This pigsty building is an outpost leading to the east of the troubled water, and it is also an important irrigation station.

Occupying this commanding height first, their firepower can directly threaten the main target, the Immortal Residence.

After the ordinary Landrace pig was stolen, there was no longer a living body of the Immortal Dwelling here, and their occupation had been successful.

Here, it has become a pool of disaster in their strategic sense.

Now the male owner of Changshengju has been dragged into the disaster of this pool by Li Xinghua.

So strike while the iron is hot, Li Xinghua's purpose for the old dwarf is to make him fall deeper in this pool of calamity, and at the same time, kill two birds with one stone, and pull the hostess of the Immortal Residence down from this pool of calamity, assimilate her, and make her also a calamity.

After that, the waters of evil for the world will flow to her.

That's the bad thing Li Xinghua and her partner are going to do tonight.

In the treasure land of Li Xinghua, the scenery is changing with each passing day.

After the battle of Belly Roll Mountain, Liu Banjiu never came to her again.

She was sent to Longwang Town Central Hospital by Wang Eelqing and his son, and encountered many dangers along the way, but fortunately she was able to see a doctor in time.

It took half a month of hard work to restore the bones of the body, but they became strangers with Wang Dongxi, and the two of them walked half of the road, each walking half of the way, no one cared about anyone, but it was convenient for both of them.

For the first time, the old man had the ability to see inward.

After going deep into the tiger's den, he saw that his crotch was not a green dragon, but a green horse, which was the legendary green horse.

It tramples on the snow with four hooves and two shiny war knives on its back, and its full name is the snow-treading traceless jade green skull with the same name as the night lion.

The green horse galloped in the vast grassland, the bright moon hung high in the sky, the grassland under the hooves was boundless, and the horses galloped endlessly.

This is not an ordinary grassland, all of Miwang is a six-inch-tall apricot blossom grass, and blankets generally cover the entire grassland.

The apricot blossom grass is named by the old dwarf himself.

Originally, it was all a foot-tall lion hair grass, but as soon as he came, all the lion hair grass bloomed.

It's grass, but it's full of flowers on the trees, it's weird, it's not an ordinary grassland, if he doesn't come, there are no flowers, not even buds.

As soon as he came, before he could do anything, red apricot blossoms bloomed from the green lion hair grass.

On the open prairie, he is the only one and one horse, he is energetic, and the horsepower under his crotch is endless, he wants to kill a big fight, but there is no opponent.

He drew his sword and roared to the sky, and the horse neighed with him, but the sound was loud, but it could not fill the emptiness in the grass.

What Li Xinghua gave him was such a place, no matter how he galloped, he could only step on one billionth of the apricot blossom grass.

Where did the old dwarf think that the white tiger's den was so wide that even the sound could not fill the flat domain, is there a power that can enrich such a place?

He had beaten stones for more than ten years, not to mention the stones he had made, even if he had transported all the stones he had seen, he would not be able to pave a single road, let alone the entire plain.

Since the horses can't run to the side, why give me the horses?

Invincible to kill, why did you give me a sharp sword?

Why not a dragon, let me cross the sky!

A gust of wind and a rain will cover the earth with my will.

★.

When people wrestle, they may lose their souls, but the old man falls down, but there is an extra dragon soul.

But no one ever told him what to do. What should be done?

Although the White Tiger Star wants him, that's just right.

But Li Xinghua's evil intentions towards him are not very big, she just needs to let that person see them together.

But there is another layer, she wants to lead the water of trouble, not back to the big courtyard of the old peasant association, so in this battle, she must outperform the old man.

In other words, she had to pour more of the water into the pool of this irrigation station, and take away as little as possible, and she would win.

To put it most bluntly, she has to produce more water than him, it's as simple as that. (To be continued.) )