"The only thing that accompanied him that day was his resolute and peerless face, as well as a determination to serve the country and the people."

"In Tiger Roaring Mountain, Cao Sanhuo took his eyebrow-raising short stick and turned around a few times."

"However, I have never found any trace of the White Tiger King."

"Because, on the way here, the White Tiger King has already gotten the news."

"I know, Fuhu Xingjun is coming to trouble it."

"Wait." Luo Fatzi opened his mouth again and corrected, "I want to highlight Brother Cao's name and add Brother Cao's name after Fuhu Xingjun." ”

"Oh, okay, I know, Fuhu Xingjun, Cao Yan, and Cao Sanhuo have come to trouble it. Is Luo Dashao doing this? The storyteller asked.

"Well, okay, that's it, you continue." Fat Luo shook his peach blossom fan and nodded.

So, he hid.

"After walking around the mountain for a long time, Fuhu Xingjun, Cao Yan, and Cao Sanhuo are finally tired." This time, I didn't need Luo Fatzi to remind me, and Mr. Storyteller took the initiative to emphasize it.

So he leaned against a tree and rested.

"Maybe he was so tired from looking for it that he accidentally fell asleep while sitting."

"At this moment, a bewitching woman turned into a fox spirit came quietly, and her steps were very light, very light."

"Light, even Fuhu Xingjun, Cao Yan, and Cao Sanhuo didn't notice her voice."

"I saw that she secretly hid it with the eyebrows of Fuhu Xingjun, Cao Yan, and Cao Sanhuo."

"And at the moment when she hid it."

"A gust of tiger roaring wind rushed towards the Fuhu Star Monarch Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo."

"It's too late, that's too soon."

"Fuhu Xingjun, Cao Yan, and Cao Sanhuo woke up in an instant, and hurriedly touched the short stick beside him, but he touched a void."

"Fuhu Xingjun, Cao Yan, and Cao Sanhuo, they suddenly felt bad in their hearts, and hurriedly rolled to the side, dodging the White Tiger King's attack."

"Looking at the huge body of the White Tiger King, Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo, who had no weapons, were also a little panicked in their hearts, and quickly glanced around, wanting to find their weapons."

"But how could the White Tiger King let the idea of Fuhu Xingjun Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo come true?"

"It's—it's a well-planned plan."

"Just listen, it's—whoa, with a whoop, lunged at him again, without giving him a chance to find a weapon."

"A one-man tiger is just like that."

"At that time, the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark."

"I don't know how long I fought, but finally in the grappling, Fu Hu Xingjun Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo found the opportunity to bang two punches and hit the eyes of the White Tiger King."

"Let it go blind briefly."

……

Hearing this, Fat Luo nodded with satisfaction, this is the finishing touch.

It is said that Cao Yan's two punches that day were very spiritual.

It can be said that there is no false fist, and whoever hits will have two black circles.

This hand can make Luo Ming envious.

And recently, he was still at home, and he was practicing this hand every day with a scarecrow, looking forward to half the level of Cao Yan.

Of course, while Rodmin was thinking about this.

Mr. Storyteller, too, continues.

……

"And he took advantage of the gap when the White Tiger King was blind, jumped onto the back of the White Tiger King, grabbed the White Tiger King's neck with his hand, pressed its head, and kept hitting the White Tiger King's head with an iron fist."

"However, Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo, the Tiger Star Monarch, are now mortal fetuses, and their fists can't hurt the tiger's head at all."

"And the White Tiger King has apparently discovered this."

"In the mountains and forests, I ran wildly, constantly using my body to hit the rocks and trees, trying to knock Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo from my back."

"After all, manpower can't be compared to beasts."

"The scarred Fuhu Xingjun, Cao Yan, and Cao Sanhuo finally got exhausted and fell off the back of the White Tiger King."

He was half-kneeling.

He gasped.

He regained his strength.

"But the White Tiger King is willing to let go of this God-given opportunity at this time."

"Whew, with a whoosh, whistling, it pounced on the Fuhu Star Monarch Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo again."

"Slap," a startled wood suddenly sounded, startling everyone.

Mr. Storyteller stroked his beard and said, "I know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown." ”

After saying this, Mr. Storyteller, his eyes blinked, and he felt that the atmosphere around him seemed to be a little wrong.

looked at Luo Ming, who was looking at him with a dark face in front of him, holding a teacup and trying to make a fool of him.

I suddenly felt a thump in my heart.

Storytellers are used to it.

Unconsciously it is out of context in important places.

I'm used to it, and I haven't changed it for a while.

Now the demon moth has been made.

The storyteller smiled awkwardly at Rodming.

Cough.

continued, "The last time, the White Tiger King whined, and rushed towards the Fuhu Star Monarch Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo. ”

"But it's late, it's fast."

"I saw the Fuhu Star Monarch Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo, a short body, avoiding the White Tiger King who pounced."

Then he turned around and pressed his back against the tiger's waist and abdomen.

"Grabbed the tiger's forelimbs with both hands, put his head against the tiger's throat, and stared at it! Don't let it breathe. ”

"Feel the passing of life."

The White Tiger King panicked, it curled up, and with its hind paws, it frantically grabbed the back of Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo, the Tiger Star Monarch.

"I want to catch the Fuhu Star Monarch Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo."

"However, Fuhu Xingjun Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo, at this time, he was willing to let its wishful thinking come true, he endured the huge pain, gritted his teeth and continued to endure."

"Until, the White Tiger King breathed and didn't let go."

"Eventually, he fainted because of the pain."

……

"Tianming,"

"Because of the miserable roar of the White Tiger King that night."

"This makes the villagers in the vicinity wonder about this."

"One of the beautiful women who was picking herbs decided to go and see what was going on."

"That's all,"

"The woman saw the Fuhu Star Monarch Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo lying with the White Tiger King."

"Got him back."

"After the girl's careful care, I finally let Cao Yan and Cao Sanhuo, the king of Fuhu Xingjun, escape to life."

"After that, the two fell in love with each other in getting along, and the concubine was in love, and it came naturally, and finally got married and lived happily together."

Saying this, Mr. Storyteller swallowed his saliva and asked, "How's it going?" Is there anything else Luo Dashao needs to change? ”

"Hmmm! Very good! Luo Ming nodded, "Go down and get the reward." ”

"By the way, Xiao San will arrange for a few to go to Caojia Village tomorrow and tell me about it for a month, I want this story to even know what is going on with the two-year-old children at the entrance of the village."

"Okay! Don't worry, young master, I'll go. ”

looked at Luo Xiaosan's back far away.

Luo Ming sighed, the story of the capsizing of the boat that day spread a little widely, and almost everyone in Jiangning Mansion knew about it.

I was just seen by the tigress who was about to withdraw from the marriage and overturned the boat on the painting boat.

And Cao Yan's wife, who heard the wind and rain in the city, may not be ready to do it!

I don't know if Cao Yan went home and was beaten?

That day, I had seen how powerful his two tigresses were.

In order to help Cao Yan get out of danger.

can only shoot Lin Yiru's sycophants.