The movement is too big, like a girl? This description is really difficult to get used to! An Xiaoqi couldn't help it, An Xiaoqi laughed again, and then gave the housekeeper an apologetic look. Before he could make any movements, he was hit hard in the crook of his leg, and one of them almost fell to his knees without standing firmly. Although he staggered and stopped, the crook of his foot was a hot pain! Behind him, the fat aunt held the broad-backed sword, staring at him fiercely, and her tone was even more unkind.

"Be serious for me! Otherwise, it won't be the back of a knife next time! Damn! A Yan country mongrel, let you learn the rules to marry Miss Hannah, it's your creation, and TM this hippie smile! If I see you laughing again, I'll cut off your legs!"

With such a bastard, why worry that Young Master Cromwell will not commit suicide? No matter how mentally healthy a person is, if he stays with her for a long time, he can successfully get depression.

Fortunately, there are no evil women in heaven.

As for whether to suffer this ruthless fate in silence, this answer does not need to be answered at all. An Xiaoqi endured the pain, stood up straight silently, looked at the aunt with calm eyes, spoke clearly, and said word by word: "Heh, heh! come, kill me?"

Although she has not received the baptism of the earth network, the aunt still understands the contempt in Xiaoqi's attitude without a teacher. The aunt who felt that her dignity was swept away instantly turned red - this kind of bold boy who didn't know the height of the sky, she had never met it in her life, and she would be damned for it! For a while, blood rushed to the top of her head, and she was already in a tyrannical mood, she couldn't control herself anymore, and slashed down with a sword!

A sword light like a match broke through the air, with an unrivaled posture, as if it was about to cut a gap in the earth! Before the sword arrived, the breath was so overwhelming that An Xiaoqi couldn't move. Not to mention that this sword is incomparably fast, An Xiaoqi has no time and cannot react, and he is about to be cut in two!

Between the lightning and flint, a foot next to him was inserted, kicking An Xiaoqi far away! After falling, he plowed a deep trench on the beach and slid out dozens of meters. And where An Xiaoqi was standing, with a violent sound, a trench more than ten meters long and several meters deep was cut out of the ground, the breach was deep underground, and the edge was neat and sharp!

"Wang, do you want to stop me, although we are both at the third level, you are not my opponent!"

The housekeeper retracted her legs, stood aside respectfully, bowed her head and said cautiously: "Dear Linde, I have no intention of competing with you, but please also think about the nature of your behavior: are you attacking a wild boy, or are you making a move against a young master?

Aunt Fat's face changed, she hesitated for a while, thinking of the Grace who was overwhelmed by her regardless of her bloodline strength, she gritted her teeth and finally put away her big sword. In fact, she looked extremely angry on the surface, but in fact she was quite calm - this time it was not only because An Xiaoqi had offended her dignity as a third-level master, but also because she clearly felt the malice from An Xiaoqi! This kind of malice is connected with his 'identity', it will be very dangerous, far exceeding the value of promotion and salary increase, so she can't bear it! She is ruthless and quite urban, so she uses the topic to play and wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Unexpectedly, Steward Wang in the Black Skylark would intervene to help this boy, and more importantly, he was not sure to bypass her and kill the boy alone. There was no way, she didn't hesitate, and immediately put away the thick sword.

"Hmph, I'll leave this bastard to you! Before you meet Miss Hannah, train him well, let him know some rules!" Aunt Linde turned around and left, and quickly planned in her heart - it was too dangerous to keep this boy; I really couldn't get rid of him, so I would leave! The world is so big, where can't I go? The third-level master is very mixed, if not, just quit and leave! In short, he must not be given a chance to take revenge!

An Xiaoqi spit blood and got up from the beach, his whole body was about to fall apart, his cloak was cut off by the sword qi, his hair was scattered in the wind, and he still had a blood-stained demeanor, he spat blood heavily, and replied with an unchanged smile: "Heh, heh!"

Linde's face turned red, and his eyes almost burst into flames. She held back her anger, silently looked at the housekeeper standing next to her, gritted her teeth and stared at Xiao Qi again, clenched her fists, turned around and left.

What happened just now? I can't react at all! I'm still a little confused at this moment! What first, second, or third level masters? Shouldn't they all be miscellaneous soldiers, miscellaneous soldiers, and high-level miscellaneous soldiers? Damn, her combat effectiveness is so strong, and she is decisive in killing! I thought she would be afraid of the identity of 'Cromwell', but there is no ambiguity when people start to do it! All the soldiers of the other world are of this level? That's a bit difficult to mix.

An Xiaoqi, who was holding on, saw her go away, fell limply on the beach, panting to keep up with the N-story building, as if running a marathon again; the blood stains on the side of his mouth were still not eliminated, he pressed his ribs with one hand, looked up to the sky and smiled: Hey, hey, what about the master, what about the danger? If you can't kill me once, next time I'll know to open the 'micro eye' in advance! You won't have another chance.

The pride on his face is unrestrained, and this kind of pride that looks down on life and death makes Steward Wang amazed.

In addition to the micro-eye skill, the mysterious space when he came, that is, the runes in his mind, can already be clearly perceived. Hiding in the 'Iron Heart' with his eyes open, no one must be able to stop him. It's just that he can faintly feel that if the magic weapon is exposed, I am afraid that the consequences will be greater than that of the identity of 'fake Cromwell': if he carries the mysterious space, he is guilty of it, and he may not make a big mess, and the consequences will be endless.

It was easy to get out of the humble house, and An Xiaoqi had to go back with the housekeeper Lao Wang, and he needed to re-bandage and apply medicine.

It's just that he just wants to cultivate an ordinary immortal, why is he still painting the ground as a prison? An Xiaoqi took off his clothes while slandering his stomach, he was waiting for the old king next door to quickly give him medicine, but no one paid attention to him after waiting for a long time. When I turned around again, I saw that Steward Wang's face was like a monkey's ass, holding the medicine powder and gauze at a loss, and finally turned around and went out as if fleeing, without even closing the door.

An Xiaoqi looked down at his figure, then reacted, and scolded himself: "Shy? With my weak chicken-like figure, you are just putting medicine on your back!"

Although An Xiaoqi didn't take it seriously, he felt that he was finally cool. But obviously, people are very uncomfortable with this cool situation - Lao Wang next door finally lives up to her nickname and is embarrassed to lie in the house.

An Xiaoqi touched his chin and wondered: Is it that I am too thin and skinny and ugly, causing the other party not to want to talk to me and want to vomit? It should not be difficult to see that share, right? Alas, it hurts self-esteem! After thinking for two minutes, a boy walked in outside, An Xiaoqi turned his head to look, and it was another mushroom Zhengtai, twelve or thirteen years old, who looked like a small person.

The mushroom boy lowered his head, saluted An Xiaoqi, and began to bandage with the medicinal powder and gauze in his hand; his movements were very gentle, and his attitude was very low-eyed, unlike the pair of mushroom ladies that An Xiaoqi had seen, his mushroom hat was purple, and the top of the hat reflected a beautiful light in the sun, bewitching and beautiful.

This should be in the mouth of the revenge girl of the mushroom clan, one of the two branches that betrayed the mushroom clan, right? Alas, it hurts.

An Xiaoqi bared his teeth, put his feet on another stool and stepped on it, raised his hand to lift the teapot over, and drank a few sips on the spout, and finally felt less dehydrated. The style has also changed from Xi'er to Huang Shiren, and countless thoughts are turning in his heart.

Speaking of it this time, it was because the hatred was too obvious that it led to a loss in front of him, but An Xiaoqi did not regret it: what he did was what he wanted to do. Seeing those two scumbags, he just couldn't go down in one breath, and he just couldn't do it with peace of mind!

"My clan..."An Xiaoqi pressed his thoughts, fiddling with his little mushroom language, trying to talk to the young man of the purple mushroom clan. But the other party just diligently bandaged the medicine, bowed his head softly, and did not talk to An Xiaoqi, which made Xiaoqi bored.

In fact, I don't blame this young man, there are many rules for the purple mushroom clan, and there are more rules for serving humans, but if you do something wrong, you will be beaten or scolded. After so many years of enslavement, the backbone of the purple mushroom clan has been completely scattered, and naturally it cannot be compared with the red mushroom clan who has never bowed their heads. At least they still retain a bit of recklessness and wildness.

An Xiaoqi's new injuries this time are plus old injuries, and most of them are internal injuries, and the injuries are really serious - not to mention the old injuries on his back, and the ribs around his abdomen are all blue and purple traces of new injuries, which are shocking. When the mushroom boy is bandaged, it is indispensable to touch and touch, and every time he touches it, Xiao Qi can't help but shrink his muscles. He had to whistle to divert his attention, and the song 'We Workers Have Power' was not finished, and it had stopped intermittently several times, and when the cold sweat crawled all over his face, the mushroom boy finished bandaging and went out backwards.

An Xiaoqi naturally didn't notice that the young man's little face that was not seen was full of admiration.

"Hey, it's really powerful! This effect catches up with the powerful spray of white medicine, with this thing, it is obviously taller, the person is stronger, and the self-confidence is back to me, hey!" An Xiaoqi just did a bodybuilding move, and he grinned in pain, but then again, the effect of this medicine was really good, and soon a trace of cool breath soaked into his body from the outside, and the pain was greatly reduced. The gauze that had not smelled much just now also smelled a good floral fragrance, wafting in the room.

Without a short break, the housekeeper walked in with a few mushroom boys holding plates, and knew that it was time to eat. An Xiaoqi was forced to get dressed, sweating and dripping with oil.

"Today I was thinking of letting you go for a walk on the beach and meet our people, but now it seems that it is not possible. After a while, you can sleep well. ”

An Xiaoqi gulped down all kinds of steaming meat, took time out of his busy schedule, took a sip of soup, and ignored the old Wang next door - it can be regarded as eating cooked food!

"You look like a dragon and a tiger, it seems that my treasured Flower Demon Clan has a good effect on treating pollen, and it is worthy of the Flower Demon...."Before she finished speaking, An Xiaoqi hurriedly waved her hand and stopped her words with a glare-okay! But don't let me know the raw materials of this thing, or I can only put the medicine in the shrine and offer it! Don't tell me what the 'Flower Demon Clan' is, I just want to be quiet.

The housekeeper Lao Wang stopped talking very interestingly, and then noticed the more unaccustomed place, pointing and scolding.

"It's... What kind of eating is this....don't lick the oil at the corner of your mouth..... with your mouth!!The sleeves are full of soup....don't mess around... Spill on the table!with knives and forks......don't grab them with your hands.... put the plate down!"

The kind old king turned into an angry bird, or the kind that was angry. She sighed helplessly, feeling that her life had never been so desperate, even if she was bullied by the white bone spirit, it was not as good as An Xiaoqi's mental pollution at this moment. She shook her head, pressed An Xiaoqi to the seat and sat down, didn't let him move, and began to teach him the same, which was time-consuming and laborious.

"Remember these rules, it's all table etiquette. I can see that you're not a redneck, you're a wolf kid. I don't have any foundation at all, I still have to teach you all over again....forget it, who made our Black Lark family unlucky. ”

An Xiaoqi listened to her for a long time with ten inadmissibility and eight attention, and finally couldn't help but let out the strongest voice of the times: "I'm hungry!"