Chapter 82: Isn't it over yet?

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It can't be described with superficial words such as foul smell and disgusting, Cao * was rescued with cold eyes, and looked at everyone. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info// Welcome to reading// At this time, the idea of killing all these people in Cao*'s heart to prevent his ugly deeds from spreading flashed, and at this time, his subordinates behind him shouted: "Lord, the enemy army is catching up." Cao * was shocked, he still needs their protection at this time.

Suddenly, I saw Cao * jump up and down a few times, and the black rumbling things on his body fell a lot, but it was wet and sticky, and it was really uncomfortable. One of the captains of the guards looked at it and hurriedly shouted to the soldiers beside him: "You, take off a pair." Then he draped it over Cao*. shouted again, anxious to death: "Lord, let's go." ”

Of course, Cao * knew that he had to go, and if he didn't leave, Chen Lin's madman would catch up. How did Cao * know that the madman was not Chen Lin, but someone else. At this time, Cao * scolded: "The lonely king will never let Dian Wei leave half a step in the future." "Now when he was in the county seat, Cao * not only asked Guo Jia to stay, but also in order to show his attention to Guo Jia, he strictly ordered Dian Wei to stay and protect Guo Jia. This time he is in a lot of trouble and dangerous.

Cao* kicked at a small soldier: "You guys are ahead." "Damn, Cao * doesn't want to fall into the dung pit anymore, so many people, but he just fell down by himself, what is this. So Cao * decided, this time he must follow the person in front of him even if it is a footprint, and he will never step on a new piece of land.

Where Cao* fled, there was a village three miles away. At this time, in a small thatched hut at the head of the village, an elderly man, wearing a fluffy sheepskin coat, looked very warm. A man in his early twenties beside him also had a resolute face, and his body was full of all the refinement of generations of hunters, and his eyes were bright.

The old man was smiling and slashing skillfully with a knife, but he saw that a civet cat under his hand was peeled smoothly and smoothly in less than half an hour, and the whole fur was not injured at all. The young man smiled and said, "Dad, your sword skills are becoming more and more sophisticated. ”

When the old man heard this, he was a little proud: "Hehe, that is, if you want to talk about this peeling knife technique, within ten miles, no one dares to say that it surpasses me." However, your archery skills are also among the best, hehe, you see, this civet cat, an arrow shoots from the mouth, straight into three points, one more point will pierce the fur, one less point, you can't kill it, not bad, not bad. ”

When the young man heard this, he laughed: "It's not that Dad, you teach well." The old man seemed to be very satisfied with his son's attitude, and said, "Well, although this sentence is good, if it were not for your own efforts, even if I was an immortal, I would not be able to help you." Good, good, your craftsmanship can inherit our Li family, good. ”

Then the old man threw the peeled civet into the water bowl, then picked up the fur and stood up, and hung it on the bamboo pole in the courtyard. He also said: "Last month, a wild boar came to this mountain, and it arched a lot of vegetables in our village. By the way, I hope your even bad clip will work, catch this brute. ”

As soon as he said this, the young man was very excited, and hurriedly said: "Dad, don't worry, my Lian Bad Clip is different from the previous wild boar clip. In the past, the wild boar trap was stepped on, and jumped up on the spot to catch the wild boar. This one of me is three feet away, stepping on the ring, and the clamp rejects three feet, the wild boar's front legs are stepping on, and the clamp is the hind legs, and it must not be able to run. ”

The old and the young were talking happily. At this time, Cao * was running on the outskirts of the village with a stinking body, and it had no effect on the village.

Cao * was tired of running, it was inevitable, but I saw that Chen Lin behind him was still unrelenting. At this time, Chen Lin was also helpless and anxious, and kept looking around, running and observing: "Damn, within a radius of three miles, I'm afraid that the whole ground is full of old Song people, we can only chase Cao Mengde, he opens the way ahead, he is fine, we can follow the past, even if we meet Lao Song, we can also take advantage of Cao Mengde's chaos, we can escape." ”

"Oops, be careful, there's a pit." Gao Shun shouted around the bend in front, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads, Zhou Cang looked at it, and shouted: "What kind of pit is this, this is a manure tank." Alas, it seems that someone has fallen into it, you see, there are still residues coming up here, isn't this going in the direction of Cao * Black Boy, who is so unlucky to fall into the dung pit? ”

Few people paid attention to Zhou Cang's muttering, and at this time they were busy looking behind, for fear that Lao Song would catch up, and if they looked ahead, they were afraid that they would lose Cao*.

Chen Lin intervened and gasped: "Stop, stop, damn, I'm tired." Hu Jiuniang hurriedly came over: "Lord, you can't stop, Lao Song will come up soon." "If you want to say who is the most unwilling to see Lao Song, it is definitely the person concerned, Hu Jiuniang. At this time, seeing that Chen Lin was about to stop, he hurriedly shouted.

When Chen Lin saw it, he originally wanted to say a few words about the old Song fat man or something, but when he saw Hu Jiuniang's expression, he was embarrassed to say it, and hurriedly waved his hand, and he was weak: "Go, go." ”

Cao * was so tired that he almost fell down, but he was the one who was most afraid now. Cao*: "Captain, where are we going?" ”

Captain: "My lord, let's go around this village and walk from the north, not back to the county seat, but to the north of the town, where we have our soldiers and horses, and we can go there to keep the lord safe." ”

When Cao * heard this, the local lieutenant was of course overjoyed: "Yes, yes, let's go, we can't stop." Then he ran forward again, and this time, Cao * really followed the footsteps of the person in front of him, and would never dare to involve himself in the new route. Exhale - inhale - exhale - inhale -

Cao* kept adjusting his breathing, trying to make himself run a little bit. There are no horses and no fierce generals, one by one, running away, being chased and killed, Cao * seems to have returned to the escape after assassinating Dong twenty years ago. Cao * immediately laughed, and the soldiers around him were inexplicable.

Run, run, suddenly the soldier in front of him snapped lightly, the sound was so soft, but it felt a little metallic. Cao * hit his heels and snapped-

"Ahh

"My lordβ€”"

"The Lord"

The guards hurriedly gathered around, and the guard in front of Cao * also hurriedly retreated, and when they saw it, everyone was shocked, only to see a beast trap the size of a millstone being bitten on Cao *'s left leg, and blood was gushing from the ankle. At the other end of the trap was a chain buried under the leaves, which was tied to a tree.

Cao* grabbed his left foot with both hands and shouted: "It hurts me, it hurts me." ”

At this time, the soldier who ran in front shouted at a glance: "Lord, I understand this trap, I'll drive it." ”

Cao * looked at it, he was cold, you damn, you ran ahead, why didn't you clamp you, but clamped me.

Chased and killed one after another, embarrassed, fell into the dung pit and smelled, and now-

Woo, it's endless.

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