It's just that Zhang Tuanlian's lower mouth is quite accurate, but his hand has lost some accuracy, the scissors are not stabbed in the stomach of the little Taoist, but on his thigh, the little Taoist who hurts wailed, covered his thigh and took a step back, at this time, another small Taoist priest on the side woke up, and then he took care of what kind of pity and cherished jade, picked up the machete in his hand, and slashed down on the neck of Zhang Tuanlian Niangzi.

"Poof" blood splashed, Zhang Tuanlian's body fell to the ground softly, her body twitched, she looked at the direction of the cabinet where her son Xiaobao was closed, and showed a smile, this smile was a smile of relief, she could finally follow her husband. At the same time, this smile is a comforting smile, encouraging his son to live well and ...... slowly The blood smeared from Zhang Tuanlian's wife's erect neck, soaking her hair, under her body, like a red flower blooming, the flowers are blooming, but life is disappearing little by little, finally, Zhang Tuanlian's lady closed her eyes and died.

Xiaobao, who was hiding in the cabinet, watched his mother's neck was cut open a big hole, and the blood flowed into a stream, however, her mother was smiling at him, Xiaobao's tears flowed even more fiercely, he sobbed, his body trembled, but he still covered his mouth with his hands, not daring to make a little sound, in his little head, he didn't know what was happening, he just felt like crying, and his consciousness began to gradually become blurred......

The little Taoist priest was bitten off his lower lip by Zhang Tuanlian's lady, and the blood will flow out, he tried his best to cover his mouth with his hand, but he still couldn't suppress the blood gushing out, the scissors in the little lady's hand were just inserted in the root of his thigh, leaving a handle outside, the little Taoist priest who hurt kept screaming, he gritted his teeth, pulled out the scissors on his leg, waved the machete in his hand, and made up a few knives on the little lady's body, the blade collided with flesh and bones, making a "poof" sound, And with a splash of blood.

"Fuck it...... This...... Little...... It's so ruthless, he gave me this scissor coldly, and almost asked for my ...... Lifeblood! The little dao chief grinned in pain, beads of sweat rolled down his head, mixed with the blood at the corners of his mouth, he threw away the machete in his hand, and kicked the little lady's body again, this kick drove the wound on his thigh, and he couldn't help but snort again.

Qingxu Daoist looked at his uncompetitive apprentice coldly, and scolded: "You two little beasts, the teacher told you a long time ago that he killed this woman, but the two of you are interested in seeing the color, and you deserve to end up like this, this can be regarded as a lesson for you, a knife on the head of the color word, haven't you heard of it?" ”

The little Taoist priest covered his mouth, as soon as he spoke, he was a little leaky, and he was a little unlucky, he originally relied on his tongue and lips to speak, and now he was missing a piece of lips, and it became a permanent mouth, he limped to the side of the Qingxu Daoist, and said dejectedly: "Master...... In vain...... Wrong...... Do you have any gold sore medicine on your body, first put a little on the apprentice, the little girl is too ruthless with scissors, I feel like I have pierced the bones, and it hurts the apprentice to death......"