Shanbo thought that the arrow wound was not serious, but he began to faint while running. Only then did he know that the arrows were poisonous, and scolded Marven again in his heart. The guy who looks so polite has such a vicious heart, it is simply made of the same mold as his father.

Gritting his teeth and running out of the city, Shanbo called the second master and asked him to pull out the arrow. Hearing that Shanbo was injured and the arrow was still poisonous, the second uncle was so frightened that his face turned white, and he hurriedly took off Shanbo's clothes and checked the wound on his buttocks. After reading it, I still have palpitations, and I really almost hit the bull's-eye with a little arrow.

If you really hit the bull's-eye, it is estimated that Shanbo will not be constipated in the next life, because there is an extra mouth, can it not be smooth?

Fortunately, the arrow did not penetrate deeply, and the second uncle pulled it out ruthlessly. Before he could medicate and bandage Shanbo, Di Ting, who was standing on the side, saw Shanbo's white and tender big buttocks, desperately arched his head in, stretched out his long tongue and licked it on Shanbo's ass. Licking it so hard that no matter how Uncle Shan scolded it, it didn't work, the second uncle had to forcibly hold it away, and he couldn't forget to take the time to lick it again.

After bandaging the wound, Shanbo felt a lot more sober. The two of them and a dog found the donkey cart hidden outside the city, and together with ten special combat members, they hurried to Xiaolizhuang.

At this time, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and the people of Xiaolizhuang had already fallen asleep, and the street was quiet, and there was not even a single figure.

The small courtyard rented by Shanbo was in the northernmost part of the village, and there were still lights shining at this time. Shanbo thought that a member of the team from elsewhere had come to contact, and just wanted to push the door in, Di Ting suddenly bit his trouser leg and prevented him from moving forward.

Shanbo quietly stabbed the second uncle and told him that there was a situation.

The two of them just wanted to retreat, and Marven's triumphant laughter suddenly came from the room: "Liang Shanbo, you are running very fast, I just came in and didn't wait for a sip of hot tea, you rushed to die." Hey, why haven't you died since you were hit by my poisoned arrow? ”

With Ma Wencai's laughter, countless lantern torches lit up around, and the roofs of the surrounding houses were covered with Ma archers.

Shanbo is really dead at this time, what is it, how many times has he been surrounded? It's the third time, and everything falls into someone's bag. Could it be that the ancient people were so powerful, so that Marven could be a prophet?

Shanbo didn't cry at this time, but laughed angrily: "Ma Wencai, your sister, you are really amazing, you are like a god, step by step!" Okay, today the master will go out and break the net with you. ”

Ma Wencai was also laughed at: "Liang Shanbo, you are a weak and incompetent scholar." If you hadn't come to Ma's house to kill my grandfather, I wouldn't have even looked at you. You are still dead in the net with me, why, just rely on the crossbow in your hand, do you see if there are arrows in it? Your crossbow can fire twenty arrows at a time, it's really a good crossbow, if my Ma family's subordinates are equipped with this kind of crossbow, who in the world is still my opponent. You went to my house tonight and brought a total of forty sticks, and I sent a few people just now, and you have already finished shooting, and now you have nothing to shoot even if you want to. Of course, you won't have a chance to in the future, because you're going to die soon. ”

Shanbo looked down at the crossbow in his hand, and it was really empty. was so angry that he scolded again: "Ma Wencai, your sister, I fought with you." ”

Because the second uncle was standing beside him, Shanbo didn't dare to scold Uncle Wencai, so he had to scold his sister. Because if you scold other people's uncle, people will also scold your uncle, then it will be embarrassing.

Ma Wencai really has a beautiful sister, and he loves this sister very much. Someone scolded his sister, and of course he quit.

"Liang Shanbo, your sister, you are also a scholar, why are you not inferior!"

Before Ma Wencai's words fell, a familiar voice came: "Ma Wencai, you scolded Shanbo's sister again, looking for death, and watching the arrow." ”

When Shanbo heard this, he was overjoyed, because this time there was a continuous sound of "snorting", and it was obvious that it was not an arrow that was shot.

Marven easily blocked an arrow shot at him, but several of the family members he brought with him died. Ma Wencai's face changed for a moment, and he shouted: "Who is it, if you have the ability, you will come out." Then he said to Shanbo: "I didn't expect you to be a nerd, and you would also set up an ambush." ”

With the sound of rapid footsteps, a group of people wearing masked scarves and nightclothes poured out from the surrounding darkness, more than twenty people. This group of people was petite and well-trained, and they aimed their bows and arrows at Ma Wencai.

The first person was wearing a pink scarf, obviously the leader, and his black eyes were full of anger: "Ma Wencai, hurry up and get out of here, or I'll let you die here." ”

Marven saw that this was a group of women, and laughed: "A group of little ladies, who dare to play with swords and swords, are they not afraid of being laughed at?" Do you think this will make me get caught? As he spoke, twenty more heavily armed servants poured out of the hut where Sambo lived.

The two sides are tense and a scuffle is about to break out. Ma Wencai suddenly pointed at Liang Shanbo and said, "Liang Shanbo, I lost to you in the last duel." Do you dare to fight me again? ”

Liang Shanbo touched his buttocks, shook his head, and felt that his body was fine, and he also wanted to try how his current body was.

"Okay, but don't cry if you lose. I guess you won't be able to make it to the next trick. ”

"Phew, I haven't seen you for half a year, and my ability to brag has grown a lot." Marven just looked at the truth that had grown up a lot around Shanbo, and wanted the dog to bite my horse, which would not work.

The yard was too small, so the two came to the dirt road behind the courtyard and stood thirty meters apart. Fortunately, a full moon hung in the sky at this time, illuminating the earth as if it were day. The housekeepers also had torches in their hands, which illuminated the road even brighter.

Ma Wencai is still a white horse and a white robe, holding a bright silver spear. Liang Shanbo stood in the middle of the road, unarmed, lying on his stomach to listen.

Ma Buregret, who won a bet of 100 taels of silver in the last duel, and the others are also there today, but no one dares to bet anymore and starts guessing.

"I guess Xiao Langjun wins. He went into the mountains every day to kill wolves for half a year. The white dragon horse can kick the wolf away with a single hoof, "Ma Zhizhong is a die-hard fan of Ma Wencai." This time, no one objected, and everyone agreed with him.

Here, the second master and the black-clothed masked man were both holding a cold sweat for Shanbo. The second uncle was thinking in pieces: "You said this kid, it's okay what are you fighting with him, people have been practicing martial arts since childhood, you have been studying since childhood, can this be compared!" Better than you and him than calligraphy. ”

On the contrary, the masked female leader was more calm, comforting the second master and saying, "You are always concerned about it." I don't think Brother Liang is like a person who doesn't have it, if you look at it, he must have a big move. ”

There are ten special combat team members watching from behind, and they also want to see how capable their family master and captain are.

There was no nonsense, and Marven rode his horse towards Liang Shanbo again. The speed of the white dragon horse was faster than the last time, and he rushed in front of Shanbo in the blink of an eye.

Di Ting still jumped up and bit the neck of the white dragon horse, but the white dragon horse was already on guard, and his front legs stood up and took turns to attack. Listening to the truth is in vain.

At the same time, Marven sat upright on his horse, and the bright silver spear in his hand stabbed at Shanbo's chest like lightning.