The one-legged man seemed to be asleep in a drowsy sleep.

In fact, the time is almost impossible to remember.

The sky is still the same day that I have long been tired of seeing, as bright as Fang Cai.

The one-legged man sighed deeply again, but this time it had nothing to do with wine, it was the hunchbacked old woman beside him.

sighed deeply in my heart, whether it was a curse or a blessing, or the kind that couldn't be avoided no matter how much I did.

Even if he wasn't a man who was asleep, he simply stopped pretending to be asleep, and in front of this old woman whose cultivation was so high that he was scared to death, how could he, a crippled person, pretend to be useless?

opened his eyes, with a little dilated pupils in the pale gray, the man split his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white porcelain teeth, "What's the matter, praise the old woman, the good ancestor hall is not guarded, why is there such a spare effort to the chaos peak where I can't come to this ghost." ”

The hunchbacked old woman was on crutches, but she didn't speak, and her cloudy eyes just stared at the lame man in a daze.

Seeing the cultivation can also frighten a large number of lame men on the top of Zhongzhou Mountain, and their hearts tremble.

Hurriedly waved his hand, and said with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's not that my surname Lu doesn't help you praise Luanyuan, but there are some things I really can't do, besides, you were going to send Bao Yatou to that place at the beginning, and my surname Lu didn't persuade you at the beginning?

The hunchbacked old woman stomped her foot as if she had been poked in the sore spot by a lame man, so that the few half-grown children on the Chaos Peak who were holding the danger and seeking treasure only felt that the land was cracking, and the entire Chaos Peak was crumbling.

Crying and shouting, he turned his feet and ran towards the mountain peak as if he was dying, and he would never have the slightest idea of treasure hunting in his heart.

However, after the fact, it is naturally a matter of Ningwai to show off to add fuel and vinegar to his little friend who is slipping away and describe today's events.

The child's face is just like this April day that refuses to resist the miasma mountain, and it is difficult to figure out if it changes.

The lame man really wanted to give himself a big mouth, he didn't just open which pot he didn't mention, and he knew that since the girl left, it had become a taboo word for this refusal of the miasma mountain, four mountains and one stream.

The hunchbacked old woman had a gloomy face, looked up at the man slightly, snorted coldly and said gloomily: "Do you dare to say that your surname is Lu, didn't you look at the old woman with the idea of snickering on the back at that time? ”

The lame man's face is helpless, he has no way, and he doesn't have to bear the sins he has done.

After a long fart, there was no smile on the man's face, and he suddenly sat upright, and then continued to speak: "Bao Luanyuan, it's not that I don't help you, you also know the rules of this small world, and we who are guilty of being imprisoned are in the situation of being imprisoned." ”

While speaking, the man who looked at the west side of Dongzhou in the west continued: "It would be better if there was a little chaos over there, we can be regarded as half of the Shanmen brothers after all, and the people who fight back and forth are just our own family members beating their left hands and their right hands, but in the end, we can have more freedom." ”

The lame man smiled again, "You praise Luan Yuan is actually not as good as me, a short-legged disabled goods, alone and unconcerned, if there is wine today, then you will be drunk today, if there is no wine in the Ming Dynasty, then there will be left, and you can't run away anyway, but you are different, how many years have you been, and you are still guarding that broken house? When you were a child, you forgot that the ancestor with your surname removed the plaque and removed the door panel in order to please the scholar, and he almost didn't steal the two ever-bright lamps on the offering table to the teaching lamp to read at night. ”

So, the lame man Lu Qi'er saw the Bao Luan Mandarin who had nothing to do and climbed the thatched hut of the Chaos Peak, and his anger was even greater.

Lu Qi'er really wants to give himself a mouth again, he really doesn't have a door for this mouth, which pot is not opened and which pot is mentioned, he has a pot before, and this is two pots in a row.

Her favorite ancestor is a pot, and the teaching man she respects the most is a pot.

Thinking about the missing leg in my empty trousers, it is really not a loss.

The hunchbacked old woman praised Luan Yuan's eyes wide with Lu Qi'er, and she couldn't think of suppressing her anger when she hollowed out her head, and said in a whisper, "Don't forget, he is also your master." ”

The lame man Lu Qi'er's face was stunned for a while, as if he remembered something far away.

There was a whole "creaking" sound on the shiny yellow bamboo chair, and Lu Qi'er lay on it heavily, her eyes looked at the top of her head, which had been thousands of years old, and the corners of her mouth showed a wry smile: "I want to treat him as a master, but will he recognize us disciples? Maybe the master in your heart looks at a few of us, but he just catches the guilty people in this circle everywhere, as for the professor's little thing, isn't he afraid that a few of us will die too early and can't complete some of the plans in his heart?"

Bao Luan Yuan frowned, and wanted to rebuke and refuse, but when he saw Lu Qi'er's empty trouser leg, he swallowed it stiffly, and said: "Okay, you deer slippery head, don't talk so far, just say whether you can help or not, right?"

Lu Qi'er's previous appearance was swept away, and his face was full of cunning, but he still shook his head, "You don't know the temper of the blind man Liu, the cultivation is so-so, but this temper is exactly the same as that of the teacher, and he is the gatekeeper of this small territory, as long as he is in this small world, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is invincible, and you don't think that he will take care of my surname Lu's missing leg, and he will make any compromises." ”

The hunchbacked old woman Ren was unmoved, staring at Lu Qi'er in a daze.

In mid-air, there was a sudden whirlwind, and the meager ripple marks were stirred up in mid-air, and the one-legged man Lu Qi'er was not affected in the slightest by a carp.

The creaking sound on the bamboo chair was particularly endless, but Lu Qi'er sat upright.

The teacher who named the muddy stream Ambergris Creek was the first thing the children did in the church were to know the word rules.

Like Bao Yi, who had been in a coma for an unknown amount of time, suddenly opened his eyes, and his mind was clear and clear, not affected by the previous at all.

The ground under his feet is no longer the silver mirror that was as soft as the water before, but is as solid as stepping on the heart.

After opening his eyes, Bao Yi saw a bridge, a broken bridge.