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Nine lives in three days, the so-called thing is no more than three, and if you continue like this, not to mention Fat Toutuo and Li Hongliang, even you may have a nervous breakdown.

So when the night of the third day fell, Wen Dao suddenly stood up without warning, and staggered back to the crowd with the terrifying sniper, and for a time no one ran to meet him as usual.

Glancing back at the fat head who was also staggering behind, Wen Dao naturally knew what all this was about. But after three days, he was already haggard, and he had never wanted someone to come over to help him like today, so he had to point to Li Hongliang, who had the best psychological quality, and said weakly:

"Come here—"

Before the words fell, Li Hongliang suddenly closed his eyes, fell to his knees and sobbed with a plop:

"Yes, I'm sorry Childe...... Now, now, now...... The villain did not dare to come near to serve...... Serving the Childe ......"

Wendao was stunned, so he turned around and pointed his finger to the mud, thinking that you are not your own person, you should always be obedient, right? Who knows, his hand has just been raised halfway, and the short man who used to be so powerful does not touch the mud, suddenly his face changed greatly, his hands shook wildly, and then he also knelt on the ground, and cried out repeatedly:

"Childe spare his life, Childe spare his life, I, I know that Childe is a god-like figure!"

Wendao was a little dazed for a while, and his head melon seeds, which had been lying on his stomach for three days, were a little out of a hurry, so he pointed to Wang Yuan on the side with his hand.

This sour thing turned out to be very strong, and he forced himself to calm down with his neck and hand:

"Gongzi Wen, your hands are too terrifying, please don't point your fingers at me!"

But it's a pity, as soon as he finished speaking, this guy didn't have any signs at all, his eyes suddenly rolled upward, and he fainted directly to the ground with a bang.

Of course, what happened later, even Wendao himself doesn't know.

Because of the high concentration of the spirit for three days, and the fact that he was basically lying in one place, Wendao's body was actually overdrawn for a long time, and he was already fighting hard to get here. Seeing Wang Yuan fall, he was also very simple, and he also fainted with a bang.

When he woke up the next day, fortunately, he found that he was still covered with a thin military blanket, although Li Hongliang and the others still trembled and did not dare to approach, but their eyes had begun to occasionally look at him again.

Time will dilute everything.

Wen Dao didn't dwell on this anymore, and immediately pulled his field backpack and took out a tube of glucose from the mezzanine in it. didn't say anything polite to anyone, just tilted his neck and poured it into his mouth, and then leaned on it for a while, feeling that his spirit had come back a lot, so he put on the battle again. This time, no one called, and directly arrived in front of the gate of the village with one person and one shot.

So, I met the beautiful and slightly pungent ** in front of me.

And even he himself was inexplicable, and he actually smiled at her so badly. Whether it's a bit of that demeanor, and there are no mirrors anyway, he doesn't know.

He didn't know, but someone knew.

Seeing the literary knife with a squinting smile suddenly, Hao Pimple, as his father, instinctively trembled in his heart, and stepped forward to pull Hao Xiaomiao back and hide behind him, but he didn't think about it, but he was grabbed by Li Lailin and persuaded in a low voice:

"Calm down, whether the cottage is dead or alive in this move, please ask the owner of the village to take a look at it first for the sake of the old and young in the village."

Hmph, this is you, change anyone, Lao Tzu will cut off your dog's head with a knife! Just take a look, and clean him up after it's great!

Hao Pimple glared angrily, but he also fell silent.

"What are you laughing at, people ask you what to say!"

Hao Xiaomiao was stared at by the knife all the time, and suddenly felt a little annoyed, and spat hard, but a blush suddenly flew over his face inexplicably, making his heart suddenly beat wildly.

What the hell is wrong, my face seems to have never been so hot!

Well, yes, it must have been a long time since anyone in the stockade had laughed like this. It's just really hateful, this person's laughter, as if it looks good, and it seems to be ...... And his teeth, so white......

"Do you have to answer me if you ask?"

Wendao actually guessed that this beautiful girl in ancient costume must be the daughter of the cottage who went the opposite way and wanted to compete with poetry and songs to recruit relatives. Therefore, after being shocked for a while, I immediately found the best footnote to the intelligence of the beautiful little woman in front of me:

Although she was born in a family of bandits, she must have a good father who yearns for famous nobles in her heart.

Moreover, she will definitely learn all the good qualities that everyone should have at any cost. For example, conversation, manners, adaptability, elegance, and some essential cleverness, thinking, determination and even skill, in order to be like a fish in water in the future wealthy family, left and right.

Of course, this has to have a more depressing premise, that is, her father, in addition to this kind of ** yearning and vassal elegance, he must also have a small defect in his chromosomes - he can only give birth to a girl and not a man.

Therefore, the handsome uncle in front of me who suddenly wanted to rush out to protect the calf just now should be her cute father.

So, Wen Dao immediately turned his words, and looked at Hao Pimple with blank eyes:

"However, if the girl can say anything in the village, I am still willing to give you a formal answer."

"Well—"

To be honest, Hao Xiaomiao was also suddenly panicked for a while, but she didn't expect this strange-looking, even deliberately oily guy, to be able to grab her key point with a bloody backhand in a hippie smile.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously glanced sideways at his teacher.

Master Li Lailin, who had been pricking up his ears to capture the conversation between the two, of course, immediately glanced at Wen Daogao. After pondering for a while, she nodded secretly at Hao Xiaomiao, which suddenly made her heart happy, and she turned her head and raised her face and said:

"I can tell you that my father is the owner of this cottage, and I am his only daughter. So, I just say it works, and now you can say it. ”

Well, the knife also nodded slightly, and his face turned pale:

"Then please listen to the girl, my name is Wendao, I have been drifting overseas, and recently I have returned to my homeland to find my roots and ask my ancestors. Because I accidentally heard that there is a martial arts competition here, and it is a literary move not a martial arts, so I came to take a look, and by the way, I have a long experience. ”

For some reason, after Wen Dao finished speaking, what he answered was a very unpleasant silence for a long time.

In the silence, there are even countless constantly changing expressions and gazes:

Surprise, then anger. Anger, followed by doubt, gradually became a little more amused and self-deprecating, but soon it was disappointment, disappointment, and finally despair.

"What are you talking about, you're just here to see a martial arts competition?"

After a series of complex emotions, a pile of flames began to burn in Hao Pimple's chest. It's just a pity that his black face suddenly pulled down doesn't seem to work.

Wendao seemed to think about it very seriously, and then asked with a grin:

"What's the matter, can it be said that you can't watch the martial arts competition? I really didn't think about this, but when I came, I only had the idea of watching the excitement. Of course—"

As he spoke, he suddenly set his eyes on Hao Xiaomiao, and said seriously:

"If this girl in front of me is the one who recruits relatives in the martial arts competition, well, I may seriously consider whether to go up to the ring and compete."

Before the words fell, Mei Jinlong roared, and then waved his arms and rushed over:

"The kid is looking for death, Lao Tzu felt that it was wrong to look at you from the first time you came. What is wrong, Lao Tzu has never been able to figure it out. Now you're finally cocking your tail. Straight lady thief, I think you are a boy at all, eat Lao Tzu's punch first! ”

Seeing a big fist, coming straight to him, he had been playing with a twelve-point spirit of the sword, and hurriedly took out 100,000 points of nursing kung fu, and used the grappling fist that had never stopped practicing hard since he served, and dodged it lightly, and shouted in his mouth:

"Don't be so angry with this big brother, isn't it just looking for a partner, isn't it the same for everyone? You are here to recruit relatives, we are free to fall in love there, the methods are different and the content is similar, it is better to-"

"Can that be the same?" Hao Pimple couldn't help but say, and snorted and smashed over with another punch:

"Don't say anything else, let's just say that my family Hao Xiaomiao's appearance and poetry books, can it be a boy like you who can think differently, the toad wants to eat swan meat, and he is dressed like the demons and monsters on the stage!"

Hao Xiaomiao had been listening with a red face all the time inexplicably, and then suddenly stomped his feet and said:

"Second uncle, just talk about things, don't pull me in, okay. What toad swan, don't talk nonsense. ”

Well, when Mei Jinlong heard this, his fists and feet unconsciously messed up the rhythm, and Wendao hurriedly got out and said:

"This big brother is really strong, why don't you listen to me tell me a joke about us, and vent your anger-"

"There was a mother who was always worried about her son's marriage, and when she saw that he didn't bring his girlfriend home, she said, son, you can have that now. When my son heard this, he immediately replied, "Mom, I really don't have that now." Mom was upset and said loudly, I said that if I have it, I can have it. The son was not happy anymore, and replied loudly, "You said that there is me, and I am not either!" ”

Looking at the chattering appearance of the knife, some inexplicable meaning in Li Lailin's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he shook his head secretly, and then coughed and looked at Hao Pimple.

Hao Pimple immediately understood, waved his hand at the knife and said:

"Little guys, take the guy, take him down for me-"

When Wen Dao heard this, he suddenly let out a long sigh, and hurriedly retreated, and then shouted loudly:

"Lord Hao Zhai, please make the trick a little brighter, and see what I have in my hand first!"

When Li Lailin heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around to face Hao Pimple, and shouted loudly with a frightened face:

"Brethren don't move, he, he could be, that, that—"