Bai was beaten by a fat beating, unwilling and bitter.

Some brain complementers diverge their thinking, oh my God, she shouldn't be the daughter of the mountain god!

Jinli: Ahhhh He deserves it too!

Jiuxiao knew what was going on outside, and waited at the door of the side hall, with a heavy anger in his dark eyes, and his tone was cold: "You'd better be honest and repeatedly challenge my authority, I don't mind losing both." ”

Jinli gave him a roll of his eyes and slammed the courtyard door shut.

Too lazy to talk about the topic of losing both sides with the spirit disease that damages yin morality.

Jiuxiao was originally following her, ready to go in together.

As a result, the door slammed mercilessly shut, and he didn't stop his feet all of a sudden. Kissed on.

Jiuxiao's heart turned upside down, and his face was ugly, as if he had eaten.

Thinking with a dark face, whether to find an opportunity to explore the depth of the other party.

If you do a job, you can always find a little bit of horses.

It's not a way to go on like this, the other party doesn't look anxious at all, but he can't afford to wait.

One sits firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, and the other is so anxious that he picks his feet.

The feeling of passivity is really uncomfortable.

Jiuxiao gritted his teeth and returned to the temple and retreated.

After searching the Divine Beast Mountain all night, his consciousness was tired, and he needed to recharge his energy and make a last stand.

Bitterness.

And Jin is lying high from the north window, leisurely and swimming.

It's so idle that it bites, and every day when it's full and has nothing to do, go out and pound sandbags.

Guarding the door of the school, catching a familiar face imprinted in his mind is a beating.

Originally, all the members of that small gang had already had some concussions yesterday, and they were barely listening to their groggy heads.

In the fog between classes, I was confused after school and ate a meat fist meal.

The classmates were still very friendly and quietly ran to make a small report, but Zhou Zhengan followed the believers to the mountains to find the baby early in the morning.

Can't be provoked, hide!

Those who are in charge of the sacred mountain, and the believers who can speak, are not at home.

It doesn't matter if you're not there, Jinli can still be the king and hegemon.

I was beaten for two days in a row, and no one cared about it at all, and I was beaten in vain.

The small gang had the courage to suspend classes en masse, and if they didn't suspend classes, the remaining half of their lives would probably be lost.

On the third day, Jinli waited at the old place with a stick.

In the past two days, I have been serving with a meat fist, and my hand hurts, so I specially brought a weapon today.

When the people who got out of school saw her, they took a detour from a distance as if they were plague.

First class, second class, all the people in the school are gone, and there are no small gang members coming out, Jin Li is like a little hooligan, throwing a stick into the school to look around, and find that no one is gone.

Looks like I didn't come today.

I've learned well.

It doesn't matter, door-to-door service, anyway, I have nothing to do.

The site is well trampled, and without a turn, he goes directly to the direction of the small gang's accommodation.

After a while, there was a ghost crying wolf howl in the courtyard.

In order to save trouble, Jin Li dragged the thirteen small gang members to the courtyard one by one, their heads flush, lined up, and stacked neatly.

People with obsessive-compulsive disorder report a strong sense of comfort.

Then, find a long bamboo pole and crackle, which is similar to beating the grain with a flail in the countryside.

Save time and effort.

Before fainting, they seemed to hear the demon asking, "Are you cool?" ”

Small gang: "...."

I want to go down!!

I want to stay away from the devil.

I'd rather die alone.

What kind of wind and snow, twilight and twilight, are all floating clouds.

Jinli: Don't you like violence very much, let's experience it for yourself.

The reason why the demon is called a demon is because the demon has no mercy, even if you cry and beg for mercy, he will still torture you in different ways.

In the hearts of the small gang, Jinli is a more terrifying existence than demons, ruthless and ruthless.

The next day, the person who was hanging with only one breath of relief had just breathed a sigh of relief when the demon came to the door again.

This time, Jinli changed his way of playing.

After being busy in the yard for a while, a string of people hung from the big tree in the courtyard, and a circle of wooden piers was enclosed under the big tree, and people hung on the tree, swinging over like a swing.

When you feel out of breath and are about to be strangled and hanged, your toes will touch the wooden pier, take a breath of relief, and then continue to sway.

Cycle.

As if it had been carefully calculated.

If it weren't for the rope around their necks, the thirteen people would probably perform kneeling on the spot, they were really scared.

Countless brushes with death, the fear that hovers between life and death is like a spring seed taking root in fertile soil.

Such as maggots attached to the bone.

Other unrelated people in the yard have long since disappeared without a trace.

For fear of being implicated.

Feel the gaze from the devil.

Although Zhou Zhengan didn't dare to go to Jinli's trouble, he still arranged for a few doctors to treat a group of young boys and girls who only had half a breath left.

Several doctors healed for a night, and when they came out, they all shook their heads.

It's miserable.

His body was covered with bruises, and his spirit was sluggish.

It's not good for a year and a half, and even if it's cured, it's useless.

A group of scrapped trumpets.

It will be raised for a period of time and sent down the mountain to fend for itself.

In the eyes of the public, Jinli is simply an out-and-out demon.

His hands were covered with blood, and his heart was brutal.

At the same time, many people wavered in their faith.

I wonder why the mountain god doesn't severely punish the devil who exterminates humanity, and let her do whatever she wants on the sacred mountain, hurting the heavens and harming reason, and poisoning the same kind.

Jin Li has a lot to explain this, even if she is hanging outside, people avoid her like a snake and scorpion, and she has never explained half a sentence.

But I couldn't help but muttered a few words in my heart: How can such an excellent person as me be worthy of you mortals.

Hidden merit and fame.

It was another sunny day, and several beautiful women in the side hall rushed in, tiptoeing to put on breakfast food, and did not make any noise in the process.

Set the table, quietly retreat outside the hall, and dare not come out.

Hanging his head, quietly, he didn't dare to whisper.

Demons are more terrifying beings than mountain gods.

It's been five days, and Jinli has been waiting, waiting for the mountain god to get sick.

Resources are scarce, there are a few kinds of medicines, and the effect of the medicine is slow.

Jiuxiao is alert and light under medicine.

The timeline is elongated.

It could have been a little more straightforward and just used the green value.

But Jinli has always been stingy, reluctant, and if he can save it, he will save it, and he will not miss that little time.

Frugality is a virtue.

……

In the quiet room, the mountain god who was cultivating suddenly stagnated, the cold qi in his body suddenly appeared, his chest ached, and he vomited blood.

Unable to fall to the ground on his back, his face was shocked, his eyes were blank, and he muttered: "Medicine, medicine......"

I knew that something was wrong, and I was stunned.

Jin left the temple like no one's land, unimpeded.

Pushing open the quiet room, his smile was bright, and he sighed: "What a miserable man." ”

"How did you do that?" The sound is low and fragile.

Bleak and desolate.

He has not eaten recently.

Jin Li touched the wall, rubbed his feet against the floor, waved his hand, and said, "Of course you can't use food to poison that trick, air, pervasive air." ”

Jiuxiao hid the monstrous hatred in his heart, and tilted his head in frustration: "Take whatever you want, leave me alive." ”

Jinli's eyes lit up and blurted out: "Mustard seed space." ”

Having space couldn't be more beautiful.