The hand that fell on Wei Jiang's shoulder was not heavy, but it was very precise, and his fingers were just pressed on the acupuncture points on his shoulder. Wei Jiang learned some self-defense kung fu, and unconsciously came to an over-the-shoulder fall. The person behind him fell to the ground "oops", and only after rolling in a half circle did he reveal the face that attracted bees and butterflies.

It turned out to be Wei Erlang, he secretly wanted to pull Wei Jiang away, but he was beaten by her coldly. Wei Jiang fixed his eyes on him, first stunned, and then pretended to fall and lay on the ground. Everyone was watching Mo Hua and Dashi fight, and no one noticed them.

Wei Erlang rolled around with a carp, stood up straight, held Wei Jiang with both hands, made a gesture to catch her, and then lowered his voice and said in her ear: "I found the third uncle and them, on the right boat." ”

Wei Jiang pretended to struggle, and glanced at the boat out of the corner of his eye.

"Let's go and rescue the third uncle."

With that, she glanced back. Wei Erlang understood, and pulled her towards the shallows with both hands.

"Hey!"

Someone was shouting in the air, and the sound was full of anger. When Wei Erlang turned around, he saw the bandit leader waving at them, as if asking him to bring Wei Jiang over.

didn't think of such a ghost as the red-haired man, Wei Erlang's heart tightened, and he asked quietly: "What should we do this time?" ”

"Take me over, and then you go and save the third uncle."

"Isn't sending you there the same as sending you to death?"

Wei Erlang didn't agree, Wei Jiang said confidently: "I have a way to get out." At a critical juncture, we can't escape easily, otherwise we will not only startle the snake, but also affect Mohua. ”

Wei Erlang felt reasonable, and after thinking twice, he sent Wei Jiang over. Wei Jiang gritted his teeth and lowered his heart, and walked up the hillside with righteousness in his heart, and walked to the tent of the red-haired bandit.

The bandit leader looked at her for a while, then waved his big hand and let Wei Erlang leave.

As soon as Wei Erlang left, the stone in Wei Jiang's heart hit the ground. She looked at the red-haired bandit with no fear on his face, but showed a hint of contempt.

Whether it is Er Niang or her, she is not a hero, as long as she can achieve her goal, she can do anything. Wei Jiang thought to himself that this bandit leader is also a man, and men in the world have similar temperaments, regardless of whether his hair is red or black. Now you have to think about it to make him interested.

Wei Jiang picked up his messy hair while thinking, and then wiped off the mud and ash that he had deliberately stained on his forehead with his hand.

The delicate hibiscus face is gradually revealed, the eyebrows are deep and the eyes are heavy, the face is white and the lips are red, and the red-haired woman is even more different from the red-haired woman, this face is like clotted fat, so tender that it can pinch out the water.

The bandit leader's thick eyebrows were casually raised, and he looked at her carefully and asked, "Where are you from?" ”

As soon as the bandit leader spoke, it turned out to be Han dialect. Wei Jiang couldn't help but be a little startled, and looked at the red-haired man again. He appeared to be about forty or fifty years of age, with high eyebrows and brown eyes, bronzed skin, and a mustache on his lips. He stood with his hands behind his back and stood straight, as if he had been a soldier like Wei Qianzong.

Wei Jiang wondered: "Could it be that the red-haired emperor is also seizing the throne?" They all escaped and fought to become pirates. ”

"Kujuyama."

Wei Jiang landed back to him neatly. Suddenly, there was a cheer from below, and she couldn't help but look back to see that Mo Hua and the big stone were inseparable.

Be steady! Wei Jiang said secretly, it was for Mo Hua, and it was also for himself.

Wei Jiang turned her head with a calm expression, as if the people below had nothing to do with it, she only recognized the red-haired bandit leader in front of her.

The bandit leader nodded and said, "I've been to Jiuju Mountain, and there is a restaurant where the food is delicious. I also met Mr. Zheng and had dinner at his house. ”

He speaks in a strange tone and is incoherent, but it is not easy for a red-haired person to speak Hanjia.

Wei Jiang didn't know what he meant by this, so he only pretended to say: "I also sell myself to live in Jiuzhong Mountain, and I follow everyone the same, if you can give me a drink to drink, I will serve you." The group of people under you are all rude, I don't like it, don't you ......" As he spoke, Wei Jiang's eyes slanted and he slipped around his face. "Seems to be likable."

The bandit leader seemed to understand half-understood, but he roughly understood what she meant, so he took out a bottle of wine from the wooden box next to him, with a thick and short neck and a square bottle, which was different from what Wei Jiang often drank.

Wei Jiang took the bottle of wine and uncorked it. She thought that his hands and feet were not fast enough to poison him, so she took a sip of wine with confidence.

The spicy taste burns from the tip of the tongue, flows through the throat and then burns into the stomach. Wei Jiang couldn't help frowning, and spit out the small half of the mouth that didn't go down.

"It's hard to drink!"

Even if the bandit leader didn't understand her words, he should have figured out the meaning from her face. He couldn't help but laugh, then gestured to the tent behind him.

"Come in with me, there's wine."

The bandit leader gave a thumbs up, which means good wine.

Wei Jiang stroked the broken hair from his forehead and smiled at him, and then walked into the tent. The moment the curtain was lifted, she couldn't help but look at Mo Hua again, he was pinched by Dashi's shoulders and was falling downwind.

"Hit! Hit! ”

"Beat him! Beat to death! ”

……

The shouts and cheers came one after another, and Mo Hua and Dashi fought hotly. This big stone is big, the fist is like a heavy hammer, and the arms are like iron tongs, Mo Hua was caught by him carelessly, the whole person was lifted in the air, and the shoulder bones were also pinched by him and creaked.

Fighting in the red-haired nest, either you die or I die, this is the rule.

Mo Hua thought that he couldn't die here, so he kicked Dashi hard in the ribs under his armpit. The force of this kick was extremely great, and the stubborn stone couldn't withstand it, and sure enough, the big stone let go of his hand with a wail. As soon as Mo Hua landed, he kicked the bridge of Dashi's nose off again, and the blood flowed like a pillar on the spot.

The thieves were silent for a moment, and after a while, I don't know who shouted: "Good! In an instant, it was like exploding a pot, clapping and whistling.

In the world of the Infinite Sea, he has always recognized the strong and not the weak, and even if Dashi is a deputy, his skills are not as good as others, and he will be laughed at from the bottom.

Dashi was embarrassed and hateful, covered his sore nose with his hand, scolded his mother and scolded, he reluctantly pulled the bridge of his high nose back into place, then wiped off his nosebleeds and pulled out a scimitar, yelling and slashing at Mohua.

It seems that the immortal is not going to work today.

The thieves made noise, and a few minions who were usually bullied by Dashi were even more energetic, taking off their clothes and waving to cheer for Mo Hua.

Mo Hua is worried that Dashi does not draw a knife, it is the rule to use fist to fist and knife to knife, if he uses a cigarette stick against Dashi with his bare hands, it will make these red-haired thieves dissatisfied, thus making them suspicious.

Dashi rushed over like a blind bear with crazy hair, Mo Hua only brushed his body, and the person seemed to crash into the air. Mo Hua rolled twice on the ground to stabilize the lower plate, and then saw the opportunity to stab the waist of the big stone with a cigarette stick.

didn't think that Dashi's skin was rough and thick, so he inadvertently turned sideways and dodged the attack, and then Dashi's knee was lifted and hit Mohua's face. Mo Hua pressed his knees with both hands, and with the help of his strength, he could have landed steadily, but he felt that it was wrong when he thought about it, and deliberately fell into the mud.

The crowd laughed. Dashi consciously kicked beautifully, very proud, and when he grinned, he was involved in the injury, and his heart was on fire again.

"I'm going to chop you to pieces!!"

With that, he raised his sword and slashed away. When Mo Hua got up, he unconsciously glanced at the woman through the gap between the people's feet, but he couldn't help but be distracted when he didn't see Wei Jiang.

A knife slashed down and shaved off the corners of his clothes. Mo Hua immediately gathered his attention, slapped the ground with one palm, flew up, and then twisted his feet around Dashi's neck and put him on the ground.

It's like wrestling, the movements are clean and neat, and it's done in one go. Dashi was choked by his legs, and his face turned red into raw meat.

Dashi didn't want to die, so he slapped his hands on the ground to show that he was defeated. Mo Hua refused to let go, twisted his feet to the side hard, only to hear a crisp bone sound of "click", and Dashi swallowed.

His large, hard body went limp, and urine flowed from his crotch. The cheers of the thieves became quieter and quieter, and finally they seemed to melt into the wind and could not be heard.

Mo Hua got up and gently dusted off the fine sand and dust on his body, he bent his eyebrows and smiled, smiling so beautifully that people mistakenly thought that he was just joking with Dashi.

Thinking that Dashi was not dead, one of the minions cautiously walked over and shook his shoulder, and then reached out to poke his snort.

The boulder was completely turned into a cold "stone", and the minions were so frightened that they sat on the ground and looked at Mo Hua in fear.

He ...... He...... He killed the ...... of Oshi."

Everyone was amazed, and it seemed that they were still caught in a wonderful fight. There were more and more people surrounding Dashi, and a few of them befriended Dashi, and they couldn't help but cry while hugging his body.

There was also a group of people standing by and watching dumbfounded, if it weren't for Dashi's lack of breath, they still couldn't believe that this little-known little man had killed him.

All living beings are in different forms. The initiator held a cigarette stick in his mouth, inhaled the tobacco with the fire on the torch, and leisurely swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and a light smile on the corner of his lips was mysterious in the fog.

The red-haired people were angry and shouted to avenge Dashi, but Mo Hua didn't give them a chance to move, and coldly raised his hand to the sky.

The red hairs were slightly stunned, and looked stupidly in the direction of his finger. As soon as the air was slammed, a sharp arrow pierced their heads, and then the arrows rained down, and the people around them fell to the ground one after another. Mo Hua casually picked up a scimitar and slashed at their necks.

The red-haired bandits were like rice and wheat being harvested by Mohua, and they were in a hurry to flee for their lives, and kept shouting: "General!! Checkmate!! And their bandit leader was already lying unconscious in his tent.

In the tent, Wei Jiang was holding a bottle of grape wine in one hand and a bronze mirror in the other, looking at himself and feeling sorry for himself. There were hairs and blood stains on the edges of the bronze mirror, and she had used it to smash the bandit's head.

Men are the same in their bones, if they play amorous tricks, how can these bandits compare to Er Niang in Hualou.

After Wei Jiang and the bandit leader entered the account, he quickly looked around, and suddenly saw a bronze mirror hanging on the tent pillar, the mirror light was beautiful, but the mirror cup was covered with patina.

Wei Jiang took a closer look at the bronze mirror, and the bandit leader couldn't wait to untie his clothes. Wei Jiang smiled at him sideways, and asked while undressing, "Am I beautiful?" ”

The bandit leader saw that the two faces in the mirror were like twins, and the eye waves were so enchanting that they were seductive. He suddenly lusted, fired, burned, and burned, untied his trousers, and took off his trousers.

Wei Jiang took advantage of the fact that his legs were trapped in his pants, took off the bronze mirror on the pillar and pointed it at his temple, and beat him indiscriminately.

The leader of the bandits was knocked to the ground by several heavy blows, and the guards in front of the tent went to see the excitement, but they did not know the movement here.

Wei Jiang snorted coldly when she thought of his monkey urgency, and then, she stepped barefoot on the back of the bandit leader and weighed the bronze mirror in her hand, wondering in her heart: "This mirror is really heavy, and I don't know where he snatched it from." "Turning it over, there was a line of words engraved on the handle behind the mirror, and it took a long time to recognize only one "Qin" word.

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