Time seems to pass very slowly, and in the grogginess, Feng Buao seems to have had a long, long dream!

He dreamed that Fan Hu gritted his teeth, and with a little trembling, he took out five hundred low-level spirit coins from his arms and bought back a specially customized dagger at the blacksmith shop. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The picture turns back to the wooden house, Fan Hu hugged Zhao Ting, and quietly reached into his arms several times, but he still didn't take out the gift he wanted to give to his wife.

In the end, Fan Hu was afraid that his wife would blame him for not giving a gift on his birthday, but he gave the dagger to himself, and he still pretended to be old and didn't know the treasure.

In a daze, it seemed that Luo Yi took himself to shoot geese again, as always, the geese that did not hit the head of the goose were released after pulling out the needle, but this time, he found that Luo Yi was looking at it with a smile behind him: "Ao'er, you have a good heart." ”

Luo Yi banged in the utility room day and night, with one strange little iron tool after another around him, and fell into contemplation from time to time; Soon, a few strands of gray hair appeared in Luo Yi's hair, but he was laughing!

He pieced together one small iron tool after another, and finally formed a gourd, and with his hands, which had worn several layers of skin to make small iron tools, he shot out a broken needle in the gourd.

Seeing that he was so happy that he couldn't put his mouth shut and said to Mu Xiaofeng: "Xiaofeng, I made a baby for the child, he will definitely like it." As soon as the picture turned, Luo Yi proudly looked at himself happily holding the gourd, as if he was still muttering something......

I also dreamed that the fashion was pointing at the clumsy self, it seems that the dragon and tiger boxing method is a super advanced boxing method, and I will never learn the general, fashion, shaking my head with a smile...

and Zhao Ting......

There is also Mu Xiaofeng......

And Scar......

Also, the elves......

Whether they're smart as a goblin, clumsy, or stupid, they all seem to look at themselves with a smile......

But the sky suddenly turned blood red.

He dreamed of a huge explosion, and the fashion was shot alive by the shattered earth and stone that was blown away, and he fell down like a bloody man.

"No," the sleeping Feng Buao's brows furrowed.

He dreamed again that Luo Yi's lips turned black and his face was sickly pale, but he rushed out of the wooden house alone, as if there was some monster outside the house that needed to fight hard.

After that, it was another earth-shattering explosion, and he seemed to watch Luo Yi being blown to pieces!

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"No, no, no, don't." The wind is not arrogant and wakes up at dusk.

At this time, it was already early hour, and the bloody breath that came to the nose was so thick and disgusting!

Looking around, the scene in his eyes suddenly made his eyes crack, and his heart was overwhelmed by the feeling of being pinched!

Trembling, he got up, his steps sinking as if he were being pressed by a huge force, completely forgetting the pain of the wound on the soles of his feet from the blood-stained sand in the yard.

I don't know how long he walked, I don't know how many times he fell, I don't know how many times he bit his lower lip, he finally walked to the collapsed hall.

Desperately lying on the already cold corpse of Feng Shang, touching his old face.

"It turns out that it wasn't a dream! It's not a dream, ah, ah, it's not a dream" Feng Buao rolled over on the ground, rolling wildly, and repeated in pain what had become a joke.

When

After so long of struggle, the wind is no longer rolling, no longer roaring and crying. There were not only tears in his eyes, but also blood, scarlet blood!

"Liu Shangxian, Tang Gong" Feng Buao once again wiped the blood tears on his face with his sleeves that had been blackened with blood, and the voice he spit out was as hoarse and serene as the Shura devil!

In the mind that the wind is not arrogant and naïve, there is no so-called powerlessness, he vows to cut these two people with a thousand knives! Under Tang Gong's nose, if his family can become like this, he can't get rid of it; The willow fairy that the dwarf said when he was dying, he couldn't let it go!

At this time, it began to rain, and I seemed to be touched by the misery of this family! This is, and the sky is crying......

Feng Buao got up again, raised his head, and let the dense raindrops drown him, letting the rain wash the blood on his face and body.

For a long time, he silently grabbed Fengshang's left hand and dragged it to the courtyard gate with all his strength.

The original courtyard gate has become a big pit, and he can only hope that he can drag his already cold family there and be able to enter the ground.

Unbeknownst to the public, at this time, something mysterious seeped out of the bones of Feng Buao's whole body, integrating into the flesh and blood and meridians of his body.

Originally, it was impossible to pull the fashion, but at this time, he was surprisingly powerful, and he was faintly able to drag it.

"Hehe" he smiled sadly, but it seemed like he was crying!

I don't know how many times he fell, and he didn't care how long he dragged Fengshang around, but he finally dragged Fengshang into the corner of the pit.

Crawling back down the hall, he had no strength, no strength to walk.

He raised his head again, feeling the coldness of the rain, but it seemed that it could never compare to the coldness in his heart......

Niutou Mountain

Liu Yanshan, who was wearing a green robe, stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, and he was very puzzled at this time!

The bandits had set out at the ugly hour last night, and they should have returned a long time ago, but now there was still no one to be seen.

According to what the dwarf said when he surrendered to sincerity, although the ordinary martial arts of that family are good, they should not have the ability to defeat with one against ten. Besides, the bandits have been fighting all year round, how can it be as simple as a pair of ten?

He really wanted to go and see what was going on, but he didn't dare, he was afraid that Tang Gong had arranged people there, and he was afraid that he would fall into Tang Gong's trap!

The thieves went to make money and kill themselves, and they came forward to make Tang Gong give in, but this old thing told himself very clearly that if he was involved in this matter, he would take action, most likely, this is a trap!

Besides, the bandits have been asking for it all night, and it is not strange that ordinary ants are tired and sleepy, and they are still sleeping there, aren't there two beautiful women in that group?

Thinking of this, Liu Yanshan's mind returned to his family formation......

Noon

Feng Buao successfully dragged Fan Hu, Zhao Ting and Mu Xiaofeng into the pit one by one. But he didn't drag the dwarf, he didn't deserve it! Although he finally regretted his death, although he was only able to kill those bandits easily with the help of his words; But all of this is because of him!

After resting for a long time to regain some strength, Feng Buao climbed out of the pit and walked towards the utility room.

After a short time, he came out with a shovel and silently scooped up the dirt to cover the pit. His eyes turned red again......

Ordinary people can't imagine the pain of tears in their eyes to bleeding, but the pain in his heart is not comparable to a little physical pain!

Shovel after shovel of dirt, and after half an hour, he could no longer shovel, threw the shovel in his hand aside, and climbed down the pit.

"Dad, ah, mother, ah, ah, master, ah, mother......" The wind howled and cried arrogantly, crying like losing his mind, touching their faces one by one, and innocently hoping that their faces could be warmed again, don't be ruthless to leave yourself, don't leave yourself alone.

I don't know how long I cried, until I cried until Wow Wow spit out several mouthfuls of blood and passed out in the arms of Mu Xiaofeng in the pit.

'Crackle', the sound of an electric snake flashing in the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder resounding through the sky. It seems that the heavens are also crying for this poor child...

The rain is falling heavily, and the rain hits Feng Buao's body, stirring up a mist of mist, it looks like his small body is emitting a misty white light at the moment, whether it looks like it from a distance or up close, but the mist stirred up by the rain is indeed white, and it is impossible to tell whether it is mist or aura.

Unbeknownst to the public, at this time, in his body, there was more mysterious substance that seeped from the bones of his body and merged into the flesh and blood.

In a hazy and dim way, he had another dream, and he dreamed that everyone was staring at him reproachfully outside the pit, as if his embarrassment at the moment made them feel uncomfortable and disappointed.

"If you do this again, my mother doesn't want you anymore." Mu Xiaofeng spoke angrily.

"Hurry up and wash your body and change your clothes, otherwise don't blame the master for teaching you a lesson again." Fan Hu spoke solemnly.

"Don't be arrogant, why are you so naughty, go take a shower and change into clean clothes, otherwise my mother won't want you." Zhao Ting was also very angry.

"Look at you, like a black chicken, hurry up and clean yourself up." Luo Yi also looked at him and blamed.

"Ao'er, you want to be more productive." Fashion is also frowning.

"This kid, in addition to his likable temperament, there is nothing like my family." The dwarf was as mean as ever, but at this moment he could hear a little love and reproach in it.

It seemed that Scar also came from a distance, kneeling beside him with tears streaming down his face, "Come, the third uncle will lead you up, you have to forgive the third uncle, don't be arrogant." ”

Feng Buao wanted to say that he was very obedient, wanted to say that he was going to take a bath immediately, and wanted to go immediately; But he opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound, as if the strength of his whole body had been drained away, and he couldn't move at all.

Scar's hand was about to touch him, but at this moment, there was a loud rumbling thunder that resounded through the sky, waking him up from his dream.

"It turns out that it's a dream again, why don't you let me dream it again? Why ......" The wind muttered in pain like arrogance and self-deprecation, struggled to get up from the downpour, and cried again......

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