Chapter 482: When It's Time to Strike

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a wooden stake, the old master was tied to the stake, his big knife was thrown aside, the name of the book was big with a round waist, and the round eyes surrounded him, and the old master was bleeding from his nose and mouth. =X.

Old man Shen was wearing a piece of clothing, and scolded the old master angrily: "Old immortal, you scumbag, you hooked up with my daughter to learn singing with you, and made a whole play to disgust me, now it's okay, you kicked your nose in the face and ran to my house to make trouble?" See if I don't kill you! ”

Old man Shen didn't know where to put a box cannon in his hand, and poked it fiercely at the old master's head.

'Smack'

I pushed the door open with a banging sound.

Old man Shen and several other family members in the courtyard all turned their heads to look at me.

"Yo, you dare to come back!"

Old man Shen picked up the box cannon in his hand and looked at me with a playful look.

The old master tied to the pillar straightened his beard angrily, and he was a little sad about his misfortune, and shouted angrily: "Why are you back again? Get out of the way. ”

A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth: "Master, I respect you for your noble character, but you can't deceive me into being pure and good-natured."

You know, I'm not Qiu Lang, so naturally I don't need to continue to sing this Dingjun Mountain with you, so, Huoyun Mantra, leave the fire! Burn! ”

I shouted angrily, my fingers pinched again and again, and several sparks drifted into the house and turned into a little fire.

The little bit of fire quickly burst into flames, and in the blink of an eye, the old mansion was ignited by a large area of fire.

"Ah...... It's on fire! ”

"No, don't!"

"Help!"

Countless wails rang out, mixed with the laughter and the kind of strong singing skills that floated out of the master's loud voice.

I watched as the ghost energy in the sky was ignited by the fire, and stood there indifferently waiting.

When the ghost was burned out, I saw the courtyard reappear.

A martial artist-like figure appeared in front of me, and after a complicated look at me, he ran into the courtyard, hugged the body of the old master, and wept in the courtyard.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and in the distance, a green dress fluttered in the wind, Shen Juxian came back, she stopped at the gate of the courtyard on horseback, turned over and fell to the ground: "Master, Qiu Lang!" ”

With a cry of grief, she crawled all the way to the martial artist and the old master.

The old master coughed again and again, revealing a desolate smile: "The master is fine, the master just thinks, I can't teach you two well, can you sing a Liang Zhu to the master again?" I'll listen and see if there is any progress. ”

The old master's eyes carried a sense of returning to the light.

That Wu Sheng and Shen Juxian glanced at each other, and Wu Sheng slowly spoke: "The classmates have been studying together for three years, and they have been on their knees side by side, and they have no guesses, and they are all in love." ”

The master slowly closed his eyes, his fingers clapping, and seemed to enjoy the charm of parting in this sadness.

Shen Juxian cocked her orchid fingers and said softly: "Don't hate the building, like a sea of tears, your wings turn into colorful butterflies, and the flowers are full of hardships, and the true feelings will not be separated for a long time." ”

A smile appeared on the master's lips and praised: "Yes, yes, it's this kind of charm, very good, very good." Okay, this singing is over, and I can't do it anymore, so hurry up and go! From now on, we will never be separated! ”

The old master said, putting Shen Juxian's hand in Wusheng Qiulang's hand.

And at this moment, there was another sound of horses' hooves, and a man wearing a warlord uniform during the Republic of China who didn't know which way it was rode a tall horse, staggering over.

At a glance, this Nima is where the army, pure bandit den came out.

I sneered and continued to watch, and the officer on the horse ran to the door of the Shen family's compound, turned over and dismounted, and said to the three people inside: "How long has it been? I think it's been with me for a long time, right? ”

At this time, the door of the wing room was pushed open, and out of it ran out of the old man's wife, the woman who made me look disgusting, and beside her legs, there was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, looking at the officer in fear.

The woman's face was frightened, and she shouted with flattery in her eyes: "Commander Yang, you have to be the master of our family's Lao Shen, it's them, it's they who killed Lao Shen, they are murderers." ”

As he spoke, his whole body rubbed against Commander Yang.

Commander Yang snorted coldly: "I said Mrs. Shen, you are a little older, I'm not interested in you, where is Shen Juxian?" ”

I'll go all the way, this is a score, isn't this knowingly asking?

The woman pointed to Shen Juxian, who was still singing something on the ground, and said, "She, she is Shen Juxian." ”

The two-colored eyes of Commander Yang fell on Shen Juxian's body, and after looking at it unscrupulously, he slanted his face and smiled: "Little girl, Zhang is really good, no wonder your dead ghost father has recommended me again and again, yes, you will be my person in the future."

Someone! Take her away! ”

"Stop!"

That Wusheng stood up and stretched out his arms in front of Shen Juxian.

"Huh? What do you do? ”

Commander Yang glanced at him sideways.

The woman hurriedly cried out, "He, he is the good friend of the little girl." ”

I frowned, you're not your own mother, are you? Is there a person like you, who sold his daughter and gave away money?

Commander Yang's face turned cold: "Okay? Come on, take it away, and the old one. Take them all. ”

The Commander Yang turned his head and was about to leave, but the woman looked extremely happy, hugged her son and shouted: "Son, it's okay now, Commander Yang is here, Old Man Shen is also dead, this house, this land, this family, it's all yours." ”

"Huh?"

Commander Yang turned his head to look at the woman, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Come on, dig a pit in the backyard and bury all of them, and in the future, this house will be surnamed Yang!" ”

The smile on the woman's face suddenly froze, and then she cried with a sad and indignant expression: "Commander Yang, no, don't, we don't want this property, you just need to give our mother a way to live!" ”

Commander Yang sneered: "Living? Did you go out alive and go around preaching my cruelty to Lao Tzu? Little ones, do it! ”

One by one, the big soldiers screamed, picked up the woman and the child, and rushed to the backyard.

Commander Yang laughed: stretched out his hand to grab Shen Juxian, and shouted: "Let's have a feast tonight, you Commander Yang and I are going to get married tonight, and the little ones are all drinking hard!" ”

Seeing this, I knew it was time for me to make a move! R640