"Well, yes, the clan concubine is the one closest to the spirit." Black Glasses smirked.

Wu Xie looked at the black glasses and smiled evilly, combined with the way he chewed the sound just now, he suddenly realized that he had always misunderstood the clan concubine as Tuan Fei, but if that was the case, wouldn't he indirectly kill the relatives of the stuffy oil bottle? Although the stuffy oil bottle has always been silent, but...

"Little flower, you get out of the way." Wu Xie lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

When Xie Yuchen heard this, he stepped aside, only the black glasses were still smiling proudly in place, and he didn't move.

The black glasses are very confident, he and the stuffy oil bottle are good friends in the same period, and the ancestors of the Zhang family have no descendants who can beat him with ten moves, although Wu Xie has also received his own training, but he is only self-protection at best, and if he wants to subdue him, even if it is a stuffy oil bottle, he needs three moves.

Wu Xie grabbed the hospital gown and shook it, no one could see how he put the clothes on his body, Wu Xie stepped on the floor with his feet, and quickly attacked the black glasses.

Wu Xie was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

The black glasses smiled, blocked Wu Xie's fist with one hand, and said with a panicked appearance: "Little Third Master, don't be angry, if you get sick, we people will have to suffer." ”

Wu Xie turned over and kicked back, ignoring the smiling face of the black glasses, and asked, "You already know that it's not Tuan Fei who is the clan concubine, why don't you correct me." ”

The black glasses were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously laughed cheaply, and explained: "You haven't asked me either, besides, there is so much difference in the accents between the north and the south, how do I know who told you these things in the first place, and it didn't affect the plan." ”

Wu Xie was even more furious when he heard the black glasses say this, and said: "The group of people left to me by the little brother at the beginning, the dead and wounded, I stepped on their lives to succeed, so although everyone here has gained huge benefits, but if I can reduce the sacrifice, I am willing to exchange myself." ”

The smile on the corner of the black glasses' mouth gradually froze, and he said in a deep voice: "It is inevitable to have struggle and sacrifice, and those who can help you have long put life and death aside, you should be glad that with their desperate protection, you can live until now and succeed!" ”

Wu Xie saw that his attack was easily dodged by the black glasses, and the originally sharp attack shrank and started fighting steadily.

The black glasses deal with Wu Xie's attack, it can be said that Wu Xie's current kung fu is taught and exercised by himself, but now there is a faint shadow of the Zhang family's moves, if Wu Xie can be fully exercised when he is a child, his current skills are not under him, right?

It's just that it's not a child without a father or mother, who can bear to let their children withstand that kind of exercise? The dark glasses were slightly distracted, but the work of the hands and feet did not decrease, and in the gaps, they could still make the most effective counterattacks.

Wu Xie was completely enraged by the inattentiveness of the black glasses, he actually didn't care about his own life, on the contrary, because he took the life of the person he loved the most, even if he succeeded in getting the person back now, even if he had lost his memory again, Wu Xie's mistakes would not change.

Thinking that one day, the memory of the stuffy oil bottle can be effectively restored, then he Wu Xie is a sinner for the ages, even if he loses his life, he can't exchange it for Zhang Tufei.