Chapter 5 Xiang Xiu Chapter 11

Boss Luo and An Qing were lucky, and the pergola fell to the other side and didn't hit it, but their faces were covered with dust. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They watched the old man running into the woods like a ghost with the young man, and then watched Ruan Xian carrying Liu Ling on his back, following the ghostly footwork of the mountain and disappearing into a hillside not far away, feeling that they were dreaming.

"Boss Luo! How much do we cost? Xiang Xiu walked over and asked.

Tang Shou's skin was thick and thick, and he came out of the straw and broken wood, with only some abrasions, covered in dust, and a few straws hanging from it.

He shouted at the green mountains in the distance: "Hey~~~!" Feed~~~! ”

After Tang Shou finished shouting, he looked down and saw a playing card on the ground not far away.

He patted the dust on his body and wondered: Is it the ******** person? No, Master Linghu has been dead for thirty years, does he have a successor?

Tang Shou walked over and picked up the playing card, and shouted, "Xiaowei! ”

After all, Xiaowei is a martial arts practitioner, and his leg bones are not broken, but his right foot is swollen and can barely walk.

He dragged his right foot to Tang Shou's side, took out a snow-white silk scarf from his body and handed it to Tang Shou.

Tang Shou wiped the dust and sweat beads off his face with a silk scarf.

"Second master! What's going on? Xiao Wei said.

Tang Shou stared at the playing cards for a long time before he said, "Someone saved us!" ”

Xiao Wei remembered the terrifying murderous aura of that young man, and he still had palpitations, and said, "Second Master, if you make a move......

Tang Shou interrupted Xiao Wei's words: "That old man's martial arts are extremely evil, and we may not be sure if we join forces." That's right! Look for those two silver tickets! ”

Xiao Wei endured the pain in his legs, walked a few steps, and came to the straw and broken wood piles, ready to start pulling and looking for the silver ticket.

"I just shot out the Soul Breaker Sand, and I want to wear deerskin gloves." Tang Shou added.

Xiao Wei knew that the Broken Soul Sand was rotting when it was stained with skin, so he retracted his hand, took out a deerskin glove and put it on, and said casually: "Second master!" Did you hit it? ”

Tang Shou pondered and did not answer.

Boss Luo's whole head was in a daze, and he didn't hear Xiang Xiu's words clearly.

An Qing cried and shouted, "Dad! ”

Xiang Xiu stuffed a tael of silver into Boss Luo's hand, and said quickly in a low voice: "No need to make change!" Don't run yet! ”

Life is bumpy, and the world is less fair.

Boss Luo was reminded by Xiang Xiu, turned to An Qing and said, "Run!" ”

An Qing's steps were light, and Boss Luo's steps were heavy, and they ran together to the woods behind the wooden house.

Xiang Xiu deliberately shouted: "Boss Luo! Money! Money! Money! ”

Xiao Wei was looking for silver tickets in the straw and broken wood piles, heard Xiang Xiu's shout, looked up, and saw Boss Luo and An Qing fleeing in the desert, looking at Xiang Xiu.

Xiang Xiu smiled: "I don't even want money!" It looks like we ate for nothing. ”

Xiao Wei snorted: "Your Excellency and your gang?" ”

Xiang Xiuyin said: "The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly." We wander around. ”

Xiao Wei sneered in his heart: Lie to a three-year-old child!

Xiang Xiu moved his hat and didn't stay, but wanted to chase after them.

"If you can run, the monk can't run the temple, hehe!" Tang Shou was not in a hurry at all about Boss Luo's father and daughter escaping, and waved to Xiang Xiu: "This friend, wait a minute!" ”

Xiang Xiu had already run seven or eight steps, stopped and turned around and said, "Tang Gongzi, what do you have to say?" ”

Tang Shou looked down the hillside.

At the bottom of the hillside, a hundred meters away from the pergola, there is a pine tree, which is a large umbrella for shade.

Under the pine tree, two scrawny polemen rested against the trunk of the tree, oblivious to the pergola on the hillside.