Opening the room, lining up the smell in the room, Jiang Zimo went to the bed, lying comfortably and quietly, and couldn't help but think of the old man in the bloody cave. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I don't know if the old guy is awake. Jiang Zimo muttered as he fiddled with the bed curtains.

At that time, Jiang Zimo was angry and directly cut off Mu Lao's tongue, but directly cut off Mu Lao's idea of suicide. Family is Jiang Zimo's only scale, and since he was a child, he has not grown up under the gentle arms of his parents like other children. And although he has Jiang Chang's uncle, Jiang Zimo knows better than anyone how decadent Jiang Chang was back then.

There is always Jiang Chang's sigh every late at night, and the smell of alcohol always comes from Jiang Chang's room, and Jiang Chang's loneliness and loneliness never tell Jiang Zimo at that time, and Jiang Zimo will not show Jiang Chang his sad side. At home, Jiang Zimo has always been more optimistic than anyone else, but no one knows how lonely Jiang Zimo is alone, a child, but he has to behave more well-behaved than anyone else, and he is unwilling to expose his desire to have a home.

At that time, Jiang Zimo had no friends, other children could play with others, he could only go to the back mountain to enjoy his own time, whenever he was alone, he would fantasize about where his parents were, what his parents looked like, everything. Among them, Jiang Zimo cares about his family, and he has never been less than others.

Therefore, Jiang Zimo will never allow it, if someone dares to touch his family, he is ready to die if he has this thought, not to mention that Namu Lao dares to curse his family, it is simply provoking Jiang Zimo's bottom line.

Jiang Zimo got up from the bed, tidied up his clothes, walked out of the room, and walked towards the conference hall.

"Little Master Zimo. Suddenly, a voice came from front of him, it was a maid.

But this maid is so familiar! Jiang Zimo asked strangely: "Have we met somewhere, how can we see you so familiar." ”

It's not that Jiang Zimo wants to talk to this maid, but it's really familiar. It's just that I'm thinking about things, and my thoughts haven't turned around yet, but I'm still really familiar with this maid.

"That little young master Zimo, we have seen it in the martial arts arena. The girl blushed and said, and then suddenly thought of something and said: "And last time Jiang Qi sent a slave maid to call the little young master also a slave." ”

"When was it last time, by the way, I have some change of clothes in my room, you go get it. Jiang Zimo really couldn't remember when he saw this maid last time, and then thought of the clothes in the room, and said casually.

"Young master, it won't be the same as last time!" the maid said suddenly in embarrassment.

"What the hell happened last time. Jiang Zimo wondered, completely brought in.

"It's the last time you asked me to come to your room to get a change of clothes...... the maid said scaredly.

Hearing this, Jiang Zimo also came back to his senses as he reacted slowly. Last time, because of that incident, the Wojiang Dart Bureau reported that Jiang Zimo was wetting the bed. Thinking of this, Jiang Zimo's face suddenly turned red.

"Well, don't get me wrong, it was definitely a misunderstanding last time. It was me who was careless...... I spilled the tea on it. Jiang Zimo's flushed face made up a particularly casual reason to speak.

The maid was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak, thinking about the last incident, the head of the dart personally trained her, and now she dares to open something!

Jiang Zimo looked at the maid who didn't speak, the atmosphere couldn't help but become embarrassed, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "You are going to my room, are you looking for me something." ”

"Oh oh, yes. The dart head said that I will pass you over, and that an old guy named Mu Lao woke up and asked you to go over and discuss. Only then did the maid think of her purpose.

It was too embarrassing to hear that Jiang Zimo was fleeing like a flying man. And the maid went to Jiang Zimo's room to get dirty clothes with a helpless face.

Seeing that he had left the corridor, Jiang Zimo gave himself a mouthful of money, he really didn't open any pot and mentioned which pot, his mouth owed!

When I arrived at the conference hall, I saw Jiang Qi standing with his hands in his hands.

"Uncle Qi, where is the old thief!" Jiang Zimo didn't see the old man when he entered the hall, so he asked.

"I threw him into the firewood room, you want to go over now! I'll call Lin Hai to call the doctor." Jiang Qi saw Jiang Zimo coming, and a flash of relief flashed in his eyes. Regarding Jiang Zimo's resentment against Mu Lao, he didn't open his mouth to stop it.

Cultivating one, Jiang Qi knows much better than Jiang Zimo. A martial artist is the most attentive to his thoughts, and it can be said that the purity of a person's heart is very important for his cultivation. If a person's heart is not connected, it is easy to go crazy in cultivation. Those who go mad into the devil, the realm of the light one falls, and the heavy one cultivates to be abolished.

So this time, Jiang Qi's dedication to his family is very clear, so he will spare no effort to help Jiang Zimo deal with Mu Lao's matter.

Jiang Zimo nodded, and then Jiang Qi called Lin Hai and gave him an order, and then took Jiang Zimo to the firewood room.

At this time, Mu Lao was tied to a wooden stake and couldn't move, only to see Mu Lao keep struggling, but the heavy wooden stake didn't move at all. A trace of blood flowed out of Mu Lao's mouth, Mu Lao's face was very distorted, coupled with the wrinkles on his face, Mu Lao at this time was like a centenarian, generally old, and the despair in his eyes described Mu Lao's fear of Jiang Zimo.

Now that my tongue has been cut, I can't escape, and I want to bite my tongue to kill myself, but I don't have a tongue anymore. Mu Lao's life has been half a hundred years, and he has never been so desperate as he is today. Looking out the window at the setting sun, he seemed to see his fate dimmed, and the past of his life came to mind. He was once young, because he relied on a father in the Qi Channeling Realm, and he also ate and drank spicy food in the Blood Mo Cave, he was always arrogant and domineering when he was young, and he never had to torture others by himself, but now he was planted in the hands of a twelve-year-old child, and it was the cycle of karma that was unhappy!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Mu Lao saw a familiar figure, and the despair in his eyes became even stronger, and a gray aura appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Zimo looked at Mu Lao quietly, he didn't speak, he was waiting for something, he would let this person die today, but he also wanted him to regret coming to this world, regretting saying that sentence, and a trace of plan appeared in his heart.

A voice broke the silence in the firewood room: "Young master, honey, and black ants have brought." ”

A big man in the dart game took two jars and came behind Jiang Zimo and said respectfully.

"Let's put it down, Uncle Qi, let's go out first! I'll take care of the matter here!" Jiang Zimo didn't look back at the two people behind him, but looked at Mu Lao, with ruthlessness and determination in his eyes. It gives people a strange feeling, as if Jiang Zimo has incarnated as a Shura in the underworld, bringing endless fear to people.

The room was darkened, and the door was shut. Jiang Zimo took out a dagger, looked at Hei Lao, and said quietly: "Regret it! I know! I never allow anyone to say my parents, when I was young, some people said that my parents, I would go up and work hard." Nowadays there are still people talking about my parents, which makes me wonder why you always like to talk about other people's parents. Don't you people have parents?"

Mu Lao was silent, and now he can only bear it, watching Jiang Zimo cut through his skin with a knife, the pain made him want to scream, but he couldn't call it anymore.

"It's said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, why don't you help me try it!" The dagger in Jiang Zimo's hand kept carving on Mu Lao's hand, as if carving a work of art. Glancing at Hei Lao, who was full of knife marks, Jiang Zimo opened the first jar with honey and slowly smeared it on Hei Lao's body with a dagger. Slowly the honey bottomed out, Jiang Zimo smiled lightly and kicked over the jar containing the black ants, only to see that the jar cracked, and countless black ants were suddenly scattered around the black elder.

Jiang Zimo closed the door, sorted out his mood, looked at Jiang Qi and said, "Uncle Qi, let's go discuss something! ”

Although Mu Lao's tongue can't speak, it doesn't mean that he can't shout, but his tongue is damaged and he can't scream all of a sudden, but after a while, the scream must be very intense.

Looking at a strange silver mark on the back of his hand, Jiang Zimo couldn't help but feel irritable. This is the oath mark of heaven and earth, generally speaking, as long as someone swears to heaven and earth, then a mysterious power in heaven and earth will only see the two of them, outlining the oath contract, unless one party is dead, otherwise the oath of heaven and earth will not change.

"Looks like we're going to get rid of the old stuff. Jiang Zimo muttered quietly. Looking at this mark, there was always an uncomfortable feeling after looking at the mark of the black wolf guard, the mark of a black wolf head. Jiang Zimo didn't know if it was a coincidence or if there was some reason, so he smiled bitterly.