Chapter 20 Fighting, Man

"Hey, isn't this the little white face of the Dugu family? Why are you willing to come out and lead the hunt this time, with such white skin, what if you get tanned, can you still call it a little white face? Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Dugu Ying followed Dugu Liang's side and was heading towards the depths of the mountains and forests, when suddenly a lot of words erupted in the distance.

There was a seven-point woman's tone in her voice, sharp and harsh.

"Li Tie, you are looking for death. Dugu Liang roared, his eyes were red, his feet stepped heavily, the ground collapsed, the dust flew, and a prismatic stone flew out with a sharp whistling sound.

The stones flew like sharp swords, taking Li Tie's life.

"A little white face is a little white face, and it can't stand the ,......," Li Tie's feminine voice sneered

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a distant 'Peng!' sound and the trees shaking violently.

I saw that six or seven meters away from Li Tie, on a tree with the thickness of a head, a bloody hare was nailed to it, and it was the prismatic stone that Dugu Liang kicked and flew that nailed the hare. The hare's eyes were as open as pearls, and he remained happy until he died. People have thoughts and can see death as home, and the ignorant life of a hare is obviously impossible to do. There is only one explanation for the hare's happy eyes, and that is that death came too quickly, too quickly, so fast that the hare did not have time to react, did not come and changed his expression, and was already dead and could not die again.

"You, you...... Dugu Liang...... You are ruthless," Li Tie stammered,

At this moment, Dugu Ying saw Li Tie's face clearly, and there may have been a big mouth on his whole face, his eyes were too small, and he couldn't see them, and his nose looked like there were two small holes in the wrinkled pieces of meat.

The woman's voice was thought to be a handsome man who was similar to a woman, and at worst, it wouldn't be ugly, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of creation and making people, Duguying couldn't help but be a little funny.

"Ying'er, go and get our prey back. Dugu Liang smiled faintly, looked at Li Tie and said mockingly, "Looking for dead things, cheap ones can be, I don't know how to eat them." ”

"Okay! Dugu Liang, you are very good, I hope you can always be so good. ...... Finally, I would like to give you a word for you, the meat of a hare is not easy to eat, but don't break your teeth. Li Tieyin smiled fiercely and said with a grin,

After finishing speaking, he glanced mockingly at Dugu Liang, and quickly walked away behind the tree.

"Hmph" Dugu Liang's face was so angry that he swung his fist out, and in an instant, the hare on the tree with a thin head turned into blood-colored flesh.

The meat was blurry, and it was impossible to see that it was a hare, and Dugu Ying's heart was secretly shocked, "This is the use of qi, the strength of dark cultivation." ”

The sound of "walking" is like a landslide, and the gas is like a sharp blade.

The whole team, with Dugu Liang's previous shot might, blood burning, speed has been accelerated by three points compared to before, along the way, "meet the gods to kill the gods, meet the Buddha to kill the Buddha," wild boar herd, wolf herd, green cattle herd, black tiger, white tiger, painting tiger,...... The number of carnages is incalculable, and it can be said that everywhere you pass is bloody and miserable.

Layers of tiger skin, cowhide, wolf skin...... Five sturdy men who cultivated in the late stage of Qi barely finished it.

You must know that a martial artist who cultivates in the late stage of Qi has at least two thousand catties of strength, and five is at least ten thousand catties, which shows that Dugu Liang and his party have killed so many wild things.

Bonfires in the mountains and forests, scorching flames.

The barbecue is golden and the smoke is faint. Strong men speak rudely, and spirits burn their hearts. Ambitious, enthusiastic drinking.

"Young Master Ying is bold, such a strong bamboo leaf green, ten years old can be with three bowls, 'old donkey head' I will serve. Under the bonfire, the strong man with a red face full of wine said in admiration.

The name of the 'old donkey' is like his person, and the donkey is as strong as the donkey, and the donkey is the strongest old donkey among the donkeys.

"Yes, the men who can drink are extremely powerful men, I used to hear the old servant of the Liu family say that the old head of the Liu family was also very good at drinking when he was a child. Young master, drinking bamboo leaves and drinking so much, when you grow up, you will definitely be able to become a powerful martial artist, maybe you are more powerful than the old master of Liu, and you can become an innate martial artist. A short, sturdy man beside the campfire, with a bowl of wine, laughed and said,

The man who spoke, Dugu Ying happened to know, called 'Thin Monkey' is not small in the family, Ming Jin's cultivation, a ghost pistol makes the birth of a person, and what is more powerful is the ability to make friends. Another nickname is called 'know-it-all', which means that he knows everything, and anyone can climb into a relationship.

"The hero in the rivers and lakes, the one who doesn't drink two bowls of wine, wine is a man's ability, the thin monkey is right. The bonfire burned even brighter, and a sturdy man pandered to him.

The name of the sturdy man is Bai Wen, a steely person, who rarely speaks, and when others ask, he does not answer, and after a long time, people know that asking 'Bai Wen' is purely Bai Wen, and the name of 'Bai Wen' comes from this.

"Haha, Bai Wen has spoken, the iron tree has sprouted, that wine must be a good thing, right. "With a loud laugh, the 'old donkey' drank a bowl of wine violently.

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