Lao Miaozi is really a Miao man, he is tall and strong, and when people laugh, he shows his white teeth, but he is not Han, so people like them will not live a good life.

The doll didn't ask who injured him, and it wasn't the first time she had seen such a thing.

There are many reasons why he has always looked down on Xie Xiaofeng, the most important of which is because of this family.

After Xie Xiaofeng became Aji, it was Lao Miaozi who took him in. For the sake of Aji's old Miaozi, he had a grudge with someone, and in the end, even his mother was beaten to death.

And Aggie is really 'useless Aji', just watching people being killed without making a move...... Although they later avenged their own mother, but the person is dead, what is the use of revenge?

Later, Xie Xiaofeng and Murong Qiudi's son, Xie Xiaodi fell in love with the doll again, but unfortunately the doll was a girl from Qinglou......

In order to no longer use the sword, the third young master chose to become Aji because he didn't want to bear the glory of the family, and in the end, because of the face of the family, he stopped the two of them, which is really ironic!

Such a person is really not looked down on arbitrarily, and he should have killed such a person a long time ago.

But a useless Aji, a confused Aggie who tortured himself, would not feel happy to kill such a person at will, but would feel disgusting.

The old Miao Zi smiled: "Doll, they are ......"

The doll wiped her tears and said: "This is the son, I will be a girl in the child's mansion in the future, this is the steward, they came to pick us up and go to the son's mansion to live together." ”

Lao Miaozi looked at the two, a man with white hair and white clothes and a sickly face; There is also a man with black hair and a black face and a cold face, and his expression is also a little hesitant, more careful.

Lao Miaozi looked at them and muttered, "I'm going to go back and ask my mother." ”

Arbitrarily nodding.

……

Lao Miaozi's house is very small and dilapidated, the window lattice is not papier-mâché, and in addition to a relatively large room that can sleep three people, only the kitchen remains.

When they walked into the house, an old woman with gray hair was cooking in the kitchen.

Lao Miaozi said: "This is my mother, who can cook good dishes." After he finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Mother, this is the son, and this is the steward." ”

He's got all his blood cleaned up, and his mother doesn't see anything.

The table was already set in the room, and the old woman nodded to the two of them with a smile.

The stool is old, but not dirty.

When he sat down at will, the crow looked at him in surprise, in the crow's memory, this heavenly monarch is a very good person, no matter how much food and clothing, it is not the best, but it will never be bad.

And this one, who would have thought that Tianjun would have such a side?

The old woman squinted at Arbitrary and said, "Are you willing to be friends with my son?" Don't you think he stinks? ”

Laughing arbitrarily, "He's just dirty, but he doesn't stink." ”

The old woman smiled: "Compared to you, we do wear dirty, but don't you think Miao people stink?" ”

Arbitrarily shook his head.

The old woman smiled and began to pick up vegetables for the two of them.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps......

Lao Miaozi's smile stiffened, and he said with a straight face: "I'll go out and see what's going on." ”

The footsteps sounded like more than one person, the doll grabbed him, in fact, she knew better than anyone else that the person who came must not be looking for the eldest brother, but looking for herself.

Standing up at will, the crow also put down the dishes and chopsticks.

When they walked out of the small room, they were surrounded by dozens of people.

There were thirty-nine people in total, each of them carrying a silver dangling knife in their hands, and Grandma Han was more than seven feet tall, with a waist as thick as a water tank, and her stubby fingers were full of gold ornaments. It is precisely because of the fat and tight skin that she looks really young.

When she was in a good mood, her eyes occasionally showed a smile, but now she has a hard time laughing.

The useless Aggie had been thrown out by her, but it must not end like this. If she was just an ordinary old bustard in Qinglou, she might be calm, but she was not so ordinary.

Although Han Jialou is called Han Jialou, it is not hers. There is a big boss behind Grandma Han, and the whole town can be said to be a big boss, and no one can offend the big boss here.

After learning that someone was robbing people in Hanjialou and killing more than a dozen of her subordinates, she immediately asked for thirty-eight people from the big boss.

These people are no better than the useless thugs in the Qinglou, and the people under the big boss are all good at martial arts.

The doll saw Grandma Han at a glance from the crowd.

She looked frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandma Han, I'...... I ......"

Grandma Han said sharply: "Stinky bitch, you eat me and live with me, you dare to follow a wild ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the person had already flown far away, and with another "bang", it hit the low wall before it fell. Her whole body was paralyzed, like a puddle of mud!

Everyone was stunned and looked at one person in surprise. But the man didn't look at them, but covered his mouth and coughed violently.

A song with white hair, dressed in white, his face is as pale as his white clothes and white hair, he not only coughs badly, but also seems to be weak, such a person seems to be blown down by the wind.

But it was such a person who turned a person into mud with a palm in the air.

They were not only stunned, but also stunned.

Covering his mouth arbitrarily, the cough finally eased. Then he looked up and swept away, and suddenly the person disappeared.

The figure turns into a white shadow and sweeps into the crowd!

His steps were mysterious and mysterious, and he had already raised his palms and waved his fingers.

With a slight palm, the force penetrated the human bones, and the muscles and bones of the middle person were immediately broken, and the person was suddenly beaten into several pieces.

A bearded man with a big knife was the first to react, roared angrily, raised the long knife, rolled up a chilling energy, and slashed at the top of his head!

The blade lit up with a cold light, but as soon as the cold light lit up, it suddenly went out, and one hand had already pinched the blade.

With a slight force, the blade shattered.

In the frightened face of the bearded man, any palm split, the person was split in half, and a beautiful blood flower exploded!

Everyone's faces changed miserably, and everyone stepped back step by step.

It's a pity that they haven't had time to decide whether to run or fight, moving their bodies and shadows at will, like immortals walking in the clouds, with gestures, there is an indescribable floating dust.

One step is a lost life.

He kills people like chopping grass, and his moves are light and free, just like a line of writing with a vertical pen and flying ink!

It's just that what is painted is not a poetic painting, but one death after another, no one knows, killing people can be so leisurely, and so beautiful.

The blade couldn't help but be lightly grasped by him, and the living couldn't help but slap lightly, and one by one the figures flew sideways and swept backwards, but in a few breaths, everyone was killed by him.

The cough returned...... It's just that there's no one here anymore who can stand up.

The person who looked at the hard work even standing, turned around and said lightly: "I'll go back to the inn first, you settle down here, so that you can be born to them, I rarely do a good thing, you ......"

As if he was too tired, he didn't say any more, turned around and left.