Today, Rakshasa wears a red-veined green armor, exquisite workmanship, beautiful lines, only protects some vital points, very artistic, and the value is even more expensive, as for the protective effect, no armor can prevent a pair of hands that carefully study the armor.

Zhang Jingtao liked this set of leather armor very much, and studied it carefully.

Rakshasa didn't know why, and let out an exclamation from time to time.

Don't look at the Rakshasa seems to be spicy, but she was also a Confucian saint earlier, but after being transferred to the White Horse Gate, she only felt that there was really no future for being a saint of this small branch of Confucianism, so she turned to a samurai, and one of the men killed by Feng Lianhua was the first love of Rakshasa and a first love object who only played eyebrows and held hands.

It is conceivable that the Rakshasa can not resist being studied like this.

When Zhang Jingtao was about to leave the carriage, when Rakshasa was blushing, he was so scared that he wanted to die, I wanted to say, is it interesting for you to play like this? Uncle, if you really want it, then you want the slave family, as long as you don't kill the slave family, I beg you!

However, this hateful man pulled out a bone-chilling blade.

Rakshasa exclaimed: "Don't kill me, please, I promise to ...... in the future" but saw that the cold light was already flashing.

Rakshasa exclaimed in a poop and peed in an instant, shamefully urinating.

It's just that just when she thought she was going to die, she saw that the cold light just flashed over those silk ropes.

"Get down, I'm going to test the sturdiness of your leather armor!" Zhang Jingtao said with a smile and a knife.

Rakshasa trembled, thinking that he would still be killed by a knife, but he could only lie down helplessly, and trembled: "Handsome...... The handsome uncle spares his life......"

But she came to kill someone's family, and this sparing life is too weak.

Zhang Jingtao finally tested the sturdiness of this leather armor, and slapped ten times on the back of the rakshasa.

Then I got out of the car.

Although the rakshasa was shocked and cried in pain, because this man said that he was testing leather armor, but Genben bypassed her skirt and armor and beat it, and when he found that this person was really gone, he couldn't believe that it was true, so he covered his skirt armor and let the carriage go quickly.

The driver was very good, and he ignored all the strange noises that happened in the carriage, and drove away.

Although Zhang Jingtao played Rakshasa for a while, he finally felt the amazing talent of the druid beauty, and enjoyed it very much, but he was also very surprised in his heart.

Someone really issued an underground bounty on him, and he reacted so quickly. This rakshasa has a personal grudge, and she did take this kind of mission, because she carried the mission certificate in her arsenal.

Niang Sippy's! Jianghu people really dare to do anything! Don't let the master seize the opportunity and beat you up!

Zhang Jingtao clenched his fists and thought.

When he returned to the lobby of Tiemu Mansion, he saw that the three wolves of Yin Si and Yang Wei were actually together again.

In the courtyard of the garden in front of the hall, Feng Lianhua was talking to Yang Wei, looking at this side a few times from time to time, and Yang Wei's eyes were full of madness.

Zhang Jingtao was vigilant in his heart, and after taking a few steps closer, he saw Yang Wei kneeling outside the hall.

Exclaimed: "Mother! I know you're in the back room. Mother! My father is indeed the head of the family, but my sister has to fight with me because of the help of a master of fraud like Luo Anguo, my mother does not administer justice, so unfair, I don't know if the rest of the aunts will support justice! If there is an aunt who is willing to uphold justice, Wu Wei is willing to succeed as a lady! ”

As for Yang Wei calling himself Wuwei, it is because Wuwei is Yang Wei's name, he is the word: Wei, name: Wuwei.

Yang Wuhui was furious when he heard this, came out of the back hall, and reprimanded: "Rebel! ”

As soon as this voice came out, I heard footsteps in the courtyards on both sides of the main hall.

Yang Wuhui knew that there had been a change, and her face had lost color, but fortunately, she had a certain amount of preparation, and Yang Liu and the warriors poured out in the back hall, and there were more than 30 warriors in this force.

They are all samurai who listen to Yang Wuhui's words very much.

Before, when Zhang Jingtao secretly ordered Yang Liu to prepare, Yang Liu was not convinced, thinking that the Tiemu clan was still united and would not make such a fuss.

Zhang Jingtao also saw that the situation was not good, but he did not flee, but rushed into the hall.

Feng Lianhua, who wanted to intercept Zhang Jingtao's escape, had a big accident, and after judging the wrong direction, she couldn't stop it.

After Zhang Jingtao arrived in the hall, he saw that the two aunts outside each appeared on the two sides of the large patio outside the hall with nearly a hundred warriors.

Ma Tong'er smiled and said, "Where is the reversal?" Wei'er is the lord of my iron and wood, if my sister doesn't want it, we want it. ”

"Exactly, sister don't, we want to, Wei'er, the Temu clan should be dominated by you." Bai Suzhen on the other side also smiled.

These two people will collude together, which Zhang Jingtao did not expect, and when they talked to him when they first met, they actually used it to paralyze themselves, and they pretended to be enemies with each other.

Undoubtedly, these two must have wanted to take down the Tiemu clan first, and they had already joined together in private, just waiting for Yang Wuhui to get rid of them, and then the two would fight again.

However, the warriors of the Tiemu clan in Handan who were loyal to Yang Wuhui died too much, and for this reason, the more than 200 warriors of these two aunts were far greater than the more than 30 on Zhang Jingtao's side, and they were almost victorious.

Yang Wuhui watched as she was separated from her son Yang Wei by Zhang Jingtao and the samurai.

Zhang Jingtao picked up a large shield from the generous table, which Tian Rushi had placed there at the order before, but it could be useful.

The three wolves of Yin Si were very proud, and they were about to watch the Temu clan merge.

Feng Lianhua's eyes were even colder, and she glanced at Zhang Jingtao with a sneer.

Yang Wei was not at all surprised, only nervously took out a cigar, and with trembling hands, he lit it with a metal lighter, which used kapok and alcohol.

This cigar is a Druid specialty.

Although the tobacco silk ape people began to make wormwood chrysanthemum and other insect repellent incense very early, it has long been known, but it is not used for human smoking, but only for insecticide or traditional Chinese medicine, because the smoke of tobacco will make people's heads excited and uncomfortable, not as good as wormwood chrysanthemum and the like.

However, the druids promoted and bought tobacco as a hobby, and many of them now smoke these cigar rolls, which are composed entirely of tobacco and do not contain paper.

Yang Wei often smokes on weekdays, and he also keeps drinking wine, and the talent doesn't seem to be in good spirits.

Fortunately, smoking is considered a vice by everyone in the gate, especially with the martial arts, because people who smoke a lot, they will pant for breath when they run a few steps, and in the Warring States, it is the most important era to respect martial arts, so even if the samurai here smoke, they only smoke secretly, otherwise they will be despised.

But Yang Wei doesn't care about this.

Of course, no one said anything about the sick man of East Asia these days, in fact, those who talk about the sick man of East Asia are all modern people talking about themselves, trying their best to pull out a small number of Chinese people to talk about things, and use them to scandalize the Chinese themselves, and then pass on this scandal from generation to generation