readx;? While following behind Liang Hongying, Yuan Kong had been thinking about a question in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I thought it was the wind bag that attacked Uncle Hong and Song Bailiang at night, but now they are walking behind Liang Hongying in the dense forest, obviously the two were lured out or deceived by Liang Hongying.

What I can't figure out is why the two of them were able to be tricked out by Liang Hongying at night.

Yuankong kept a suitable distance from Liang Hongying, until he saw the slender figure in front of him stop, and Yuankong found a hidden position to hide.

Carrying Xuanyuan, the sound of their conversation came to my ears.

"Miss, what is there to talk about in this dense forest at night? It was Uncle Hong who spoke, and he was full of energy, and he couldn't tell that he had been injured not a short time ago.

"Yes, Hongying, I still have to hurry tomorrow, is there anything important that can't be talked about in the wind bag when the night wind is so fierce in this big mountain?"

"It's not appropriate to talk about it in a crowded place. Liang Hongying's tone was still cold, but this time it was not only indifferent to Song Bailiang, as if she knew that she was going to tear her face in the next moment, and this coldness naturally included Uncle Hong.

Before the two of them could ask what was going on, Liang Hongying continued: "Is my father being hollowed out or coerced by you, I haven't been in the miasma of smoke after the Worm Sand Gang was seized by your father over the years. ”

The last sentence was spoken, and Liang Hongying looked at Song Bailiang fixedly.

Song Bailiang was surprised and said: "What are you talking about, Hongying, the Worm Sand Gang is naturally the leader of the gang and the father-in-law, what kind of overhead coercion can't be said nonsense, how can it be said that the Worm Sand Gang has been thriving over the years." You're right, Uncle Hong. At the end, Song Bailiang asked Uncle Hong with a smile.

"Yes," Uncle Hong looked expressionless, looking a little serious and a little terrifying.

"Father-in-law, what are you Song Bailiang, and your father-in-law is also called by you. It's all at this time, do you think it makes sense to say this kind of thing?" Without waiting for Uncle Hong to finish speaking, Liang Hongying directly interrupted loudly.

Song Bailiang's smile was embarrassed on his face, Song Bailiang wanted to tease Liang Hongying, but now he simply restrained his temperament, and his smiling expression was withdrawn little by little.

"Yes, my father-in-law is indeed not called by my Song Bailiang, that old brute is

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) is not worthy of my father-in-law, Miss Liang, you are just the seed of that old beast, think you are something, the princess of the Han Dynasty, the heir of the One Sword Sect?

Maybe it was because of those years that the son of the gang leader was suppressed by the daughter of the gang leader, and the expression on Song Bailiang's face was hideous every time he finished speaking.

On the contrary, Liang Hongying gradually calmed down, perhaps thinking that the moths of these two gangs were about to die under their own swords, and their own fate could be controlled by themselves, and her mood was not as good as before.

Looking at Song Bailiang, whose facial expression was more hideous, Liang Hongying's heart became happier.

Until Song Bailiang's next sentence came out.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Liang hasn't told you yet, that old beast in your mouth dad has passed away, huh, dead. At the end of speaking, Song Bailiang blew lightly into his palm, like blowing away the ashes of the leader of the Worm Sand Gang. "The 'daddy' you see is just a stand-in for my father. ”

"You're talking nonsense!" boom, there were two bangs, the first one was the sound of a string on Liang Hongying's heart breaking, and the second one was the sound of Liang Hongying drawing her sword.

The Xiushui long sword with white light in the dark night took Song Bailiang's head directly, and even forgot that Liang Hongying had planned to kill Uncle Hong first.

The sentence in Song Bailiang's mouth passed away, and it really had a great impact on Liang Hongying's heart.

The long sword was stopped by Uncle Hong's iron palms halfway.

"Hahaha, if you want to kill me, Liang Hongying, why do you kill me, just rely on the wild boy you found halfway, who knows how to use the rotten fist of Fenglin City. Or do you think that Uncle Hong can't beat you if he is injured during the day. Song Bailiang slapped Liang Hongying back while slapping it down.

"I see that your rivers and lakes have been in vain in the past few years, all because you have been out for a few years, not to mention losing the Worm Sand Gang, and killing your father. Song Bailiang stood aside and watched the battle, and his mouth kept talking.

"Enough. Liang Hongying shouted these two words loudly, and in a trance, Uncle Hong's palm brushed over Liang Hongying's left arm. Half of the sleeve fell to the ground and was quickly trampled into the dust.

I have to say that the battle during the day did have a certain impact on Uncle Hong, and his injuries did not recover well in the past period, and he was solid

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) the force of ten can only be used seventy percent.

If it weren't for this, Liang Hongying wouldn't be able to make a few moves in Uncle Hong's hands.

Hearing that sentence of passing away, Yuan Kong knew that it was not good, and sure enough, Liang Hongying lost control of her emotions and drew her sword in anger.

Of course, this is also part of the agreement, and when he saw Liang Hongying draw his sword, Yuankong rushed forward.

A punch hit Song Bailiang, who was standing aside watching the play.

Naturally, it is still Song Bailiang's mouth that Fenglin City has rotten hanging boxing techniques, and until now Uncle Ma has not made a move, obviously it is not his turn to expose his strength.

Song Bailiang, who had long expected Yuankong to hide in the shadows, was naturally prepared, and when he saw Yuankong rushing out, he drew out the thin sword hanging on his waist.

Looking at Song Bailiang, who was extremely thin and seemed to be able to be blown down by the wind, his swordsmanship was only slightly weaker than Liang Hongying.

The extremely tricky and ruthless use of the thin sword is very in line with Song Bailiang's character.

Yuan Kong, who had turned over and over with those few moves, was soon shredded by Song Bailiang's thin sword, and the robe on his arm was shredded, and bright red pieces of cloth flew in the night sky like petals.

Looking at Liang Hongying and Uncle Hong on the side, Liang Hongying has been beaten by Uncle Hong and retreated to support it, several times Uncle Hong's fists and feet are extremely dangerous to rub Liang Hongying's body, on the other hand, Liang Hongying's occasional attacks were blocked by Uncle Hong's hard body.

In Yuan Kong's imagination, the old horse hidden in the shadows should also make a move.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yuankong heard Liang Hongying shouting loudly: "Uncle Ma, let's do it." ”

The branches and leaves on the top of the big tree behind Liang Hongying swayed violently, and a dark figure stretched out his palm like a black lightning bolt and came straight down.

Liang Hongying heard the sound of the strong wind and knew that it was Uncle Ma who made the move, and until now, she has roughly figured out the remaining strength of Uncle Hong, and she was relieved to know that things are nine out of ten.

So Liang Hongying's Xiushui long sword counterattacked strongly, striving to kill Uncle Hong in one fell swoop with Uncle Ma's palm.

Liang Hongying saw that her sword was closer to Uncle Hong, and at this moment, she felt a thick palm on her back, and then Liang Hongying flew out at an extremely fast speed.

fell to the ground with a pop, and at the last moment of fainting, Liang Hongying looked back with difficulty, it looked like it was indeed Uncle Ma, but she couldn't figure out why the Uncle Ma, who she trusted the most, would give her a slap from behind.

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