Seeing the little junior sister being held hostage by Wang Juma from a distance, Liu Gouwa was also very worried, and then saw the little junior sister being pinched by him, and in a hurry, he shouted loudly: "Stop, General Wang, that's your own daughter, as the saying goes, tiger poison doesn't eat children, how can you do it, and if you pinch it like this, Ruohe will die." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Wang Yuma turned his head and glanced at Liu Gouwa, and sneered: "Hehe, there is another nosy, in a word, I want her life, and I will exchange the sword book." ”

"That sword spectrum is so important, even if you get the sword spectrum and practice to be invincible in the world, what if you are alone, no relatives and no reason, what is the meaning of living." Liu Gouwa said anxiously, after finishing speaking, she felt that she was talking nonsense, playing the piano to the cow, a person with a desire for profit, how could there be any affection to talk about.

When Wang Yuma heard this, he pinched the little junior sister's hand, and it didn't loosen at all, as if he was looking at a monster, he glanced at Liu Gouwa coldly, snorted in his nostrils, and turned his head disdainfully.

"This old dog is already mad, what's the use of you telling him this again." Mrs. Li looked nervous, stared at Wang Yuma with full attention, and said coldly.

Wang Juma didn't care about Mrs. Li's ridicule, looked at Mrs. Li with a sneer, and said with a calm face: "Hurry up and hand over the sword score, otherwise the old man will be ruthless." As he spoke, the hand that pinched the little sister's neck gradually strengthened.

Hijacked by his own father, seeing him ruthless and ruthless to himself, the little sister was extremely disappointed and sad in her heart, with mixed feelings, her eyes couldn't help but overflow with sad tears, the tears flowed all the way to the little sister's gradually purple cheeks, which made people regret and pity in their hearts.

Seeing the painful appearance of the little junior sister, Mrs. Li was also extremely distressed, and quickly took out a simple sword book from her arms, and shouted loudly with unwillingness: "Stop, let her go, the sword book will be given to you." ”

When Wang Yuma heard this, he laughed, let go of the hand holding the little junior sister, but still pinched the throat of the little junior sister, and said proudly: "Give it to the old man early, there will not be so many things, you have to grind and chirp, open the sword spectrum, the old man will argue the truth, the old man will not be fooled by you again." ”

Listening to Wang Yuma's words, Mrs. Li was angry in her heart, but the little junior sister was in his hands, and she had scruples, so she had no choice but to open the imperial sword book according to her words and show it to Wang Yuma slightly.

Wang Yuma looked at the sword book from a distance, then nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, throw the sword book over." ”

"Wait, you throw that pure yang hand over first." Mrs. Li looked at Wang Fuma and said coldly.

When Wang Yuma heard this, he didn't talk nonsense, he took out the pure yang hand directly from his arms, and without looking at it, he threw it to Mrs. Li and said: "Okay, what is the use of the old man wanting this pure yang hand, as long as you are willing to give the sword book to the old man, the old man will never embarrass you." ”

Mrs. Li took the pure yang hand, glanced at it, and put it in her arms, wanting to throw the sword book in her hand to Wang Yuma, Liu Gouwa saw it and hurriedly stopped: "Slow down." ”

When Wang Juma and Mrs. Li heard this, they looked at Liu Gouwa in confusion, and Liu Gouwa said clearly: "Since it is an exchange, it is a hand over to people and a hand to things, but if we give you the sword score first, but you don't let go, what should we do?" ”

Liu Gouwa crossed here, and the people he saw didn't talk about any reputation, all of them were deceitful, unlike the TV dramas broadcast in later generations, the ancients were honest and honest, reputation first, and spitting foam was also a nail, like Mrs. Li, she said on the dock that she wanted to give Wang Juma and others a sword score, but after getting out, she gave someone a fake score. After all, there are only a few people who talk about credibility, and that is an ideal label erected artificially.

Wang Yuma listened to Liu Gouwa's words, as if he had been insulted, and immediately said coldly: "With the heart of a villain, the old man only needs a sword spectrum, what is the use of you people." ”

"That's hard to say, if you want to work for the Shu State after you get the sword spectrum, and threaten Ruohe's life, let us drive the boat back, what can we do." Liu Gouwa expressed her scruples, and secretly scolded this Wang Concubine, who was shameless, and held his daughter hostage, a complete villain, but he still dared to mention the word villain, and dared to smear gold on his face, saying that he was a gentleman.

Mrs. Li listened to Liu Gouwa's words and felt reasonable, so she hesitated to take back the sword book. Wang Yuma saw the sword book in his hand, and was hesitantly accepted back by Mrs. Li, but he was angry in his heart, and asked Liu Gouwa coldly: "Then how do you want to stay?" ”

"Actually, it's very simple, you push Ruohe to the left, let's still push the sword spectrum to the right." Liu Gouwa said.

"Okay." Wang Yuma thought about it for a while, and felt that on this bare boat, as long as he kept an eye on the sword book, with his own martial arts, Liu Gouwa couldn't play any tricks, so he agreed loudly.

Although Mrs. Li was unwilling and threw the sword book to Wang Juma, for the sake of the little junior sister's life, she still threw the sword book to the right side of Wang Juma according to the agreement. When Wang Juma saw Mrs. Li throw out the sword book, she pushed the little junior sister to the left, and rushed towards the sword book like a rabbit.

Mrs. Li saw that the little sister's face was pale, tears flowed endlessly, and she looked heartbroken, and gritted her teeth with hatred and said: "Wang Zhao, this dog thief, his heart is like a stone, he is really hateful, and the old lady will definitely not let him go." ”

When the little junior sister heard this, she just looked at Mrs. Li with teary eyes, shook her head, didn't say a word, and secretly sobbed sadly. Mrs. Li hugged the little sister lightly and comforted her softly: "Okay, with A-Niang here, it's okay, well, this is the pure yang palm that restrains your cold poison, you have to put it away yourself." As she spoke, Mrs. Li took out the pure yang palm and handed it to the little junior sister.

Just as Liu Gouwa and Mrs. Li were comforting the little junior sister, they only heard the king and horse on the boat roaring angrily and shouting: "Damn bitch, dare to interfere with the old man's affairs, go to death." ”

I saw that Lu Qi was bent on regaining the sword book, and he was desperately dragging the sword book, and Wang Yuma's eyes breathed fire, and he stretched out his palm and struck Lu Qi hard.

It turned out that when Mrs. Li threw out the sword book, Lu Qi was also waiting aside, Wang Yuma was simply ignorant of a person with a low status like Lu Qi, how could he take it to heart, and only pay attention to the sword book, but he couldn't think of her, he dared to snatch the sword book with himself, and he couldn't help but scream strangely.

That Lu Qi received two palms from Wang Concubine's horse in succession, and couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and the sword book in his hand was also snatched away by Wang Concubine. Mrs. Li hurriedly stepped forward to support Lu Qi and asked with concern, "Lu Qi, are you injured?" ”

"Princess, the slave family is fine, it's just that the exercises on the sword spectrum, after practicing, when they encounter a little external force, their blood and qi will be a little uncontrollable, as if they are running around uncontrollably, pouring into the heart." After reluctantly standing still, Lu Qi looked back at Mrs. Li and smiled. After saying that, I couldn't help it, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"That sword spectrum is not suitable for us women to practice, so don't force it, give it up." Mrs. Li said.

Before Lu Qi could reply, he saw Wang Yuma holding the sword book that he had just taken back, turning a few pages in a row, and laughing a little carried away: "This is true, haha, I finally got you, haha." ”