Sending the shadow man away, Zhuo Cheng just returned to the house, when he heard a shouting sound outside, and then a group of people pushed open the fence door and broke into the yard.

The leader was a young strong man with a horse's head helmet, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Daughter-in-law! Where's my daughter-in-law! ”

Zhuo Cheng picked up the mace and went out, and at the same time reached into his pocket with his left hand, grabbed some seeds, quickly spawned, and sprinkled them on the ground.

"Daughter-in-law! Daughter-in-law! Where are you! The horse-headed helmet shouted, "I'm here to save you!" ”

Zhuo Cheng's current character is a wilderness bandit and a believer in the flying goat, so he shouted directly: "Where did the miscellaneous come from?" Get out! ”

The horse's hooves turned his head and asked behind him, "Is he riding my daughter-in-law?" ”

Scarface reached out and pointed, "It's him." ”

The horseshoe is the old wilderness bandit: "him!" ”

The six wilderness bandits rushed over with knives, guns and clubs, and before they reached Zhuo Cheng, rattans suddenly sprang up on the ground, binding their legs, these people rushed too fiercely, and they fell into!

Zhuo Cheng had been with the wilderness bandits for a while, and knew that most of the wilderness bandits were useless to be reasonable, and the most effective means was to beat, and the hand pointed at the long-grown Cang'er, and several Cang'er waved the branches full of maces, crackling and pumping.

One of them is the size of a winter jujube, the spikes on it are longer than a pin, and there are dozens of branches on a branch.

How could the horse's hooves endure it, his head was lowered, the horse's helmet was facing forward, and he crashed towards Zhuo Chengcheng.

Zhuo Cheng picked up the hammer and smashed it at his head.

I still muttered in my heart: This feeling of brainless war is too wild bandits!

With a muffled sound, Zhuo Cheng took a step back, and the horse's hooves rolled out, and as soon as his hand supported the ground, he was about to get up, and the morning glory vines were entangled.

Zhuo Cheng took a step forward, and the mace smashed into the horse's unusually strong head.

When the other wilderness bandits came, they were born to be free and shouted louder than anyone else, and at this moment, seeing that the opponent was an extraordinary twister, he smashed the sacrificial wine into a rolling gourd with a hammer, and the hula automatically dodged.

They are bandits, not thieves.

The most important thing is that it was the daughter-in-law who sacrificed the wine, not their daughter-in-law......

The horse's hooves were temporarily entangled in his feet by two morning glories, and he was about to be hammered by Zhuo Cheng's nail to his face, when an iron pot suddenly flew next to him, blocking the horse's hoof face.

The hammer smashed on the iron pot, and the pieces of the iron pot shattered, and the remaining momentum continued unabated, and then fell on the arm of the horse's hooves crossed in front of him.

There was a crunch of clicking, the horse's hooves and arms were broken, and the man fell on his back.

Zhuo Cheng just wanted to pursue, but another iron pot flew and covered his head.

He smashed the iron pot into the air with a hammer, and then he saw that the one who could attack the iron pot out of thin air was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion.

The horse's hooves broke the vines, leaped up, lowered its head forward, and prepared for a second attack.

This man seems to be only going to run into each other.

Suddenly, the door of the cattle room opened, and a white light flashed before everyone's eyes, and it hit the horse's helmet, and the horse's hoof flew backwards as if it were on a dirt plane, smashing down a large fence wall.

Zhuo Cheng stepped forward and smashed the iron pot man's head into his neck with a hammer.

"Iron Pot ......"

The other wilderness bandits retreated again, and the iron pot was the second best of their bandits, and they were actually shot in the head with one blow!

This is at least a double extraordinary twist!

Ordinary people are basically looking for death!

Anyway, it wasn't his daughter-in-law who was robbed, take a look, take a look.

The horse's hooves swayed and stood up, trembling in his throat, like a cuckoo crying blood: "You, you, you actually helped him beat me!" ”

A strong man with a good head actually shed tears: "Luo Zi, you, you actually helped outsiders beat me!" ”

Zhuo Cheng pointed with his hand, and morning glory vines swam away, entangled the scarred face.

Then he looked at the mule in amazement, and this man came to the door to find his daughter-in-law with great vigour, and he thought that he was deliberately looking for trouble, and he was taking on the role of a bandit in the wilderness, and immediately gave a fiery blow.

Unexpectedly, what I was looking for was a mule!

The horse's hoof arm was broken, and he couldn't lift it for a while, but he was just smashed by Zhuo Cheng with a hammer, and was hit by a cannon between the mules, with blood at the corners of his mouth, crooked, and moved step by step, walking towards the mule with great difficulty.

"Why didn't you come back! How can you not come back! You know I've been waiting for you! Been looking for you? The horse's hooves raised their arms with great difficulty, but their hands were broken because of the bones, so they could only hang down: "Didn't you tell me that you would go out and come back to pay tribute to an old friend?" Why Talking Doesn't Count! ”

The voice was full of sorrow and mourning, and the listener was sad and the listener wept.

As soon as the mule went out, he saw the yellow morning glory, opened his mouth and gnawed it, ignoring the grieving man at all.

Zhuo Cheng suddenly remembered that when interrogating the six wilderness bandits in the ruins of the northern city, the other party seemed to have said that their thieves would marry mules for sacrificial wine.

Could it be this one?

The horse's hooves coughed, like the male protagonist of Qiong Yao's drama, coughing heartbreakingly, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the person knelt on the ground: "If you don't come back, it's okay to let people spread the news!" You are silent, I thought you had an accident, and I took my brothers to look for you everywhere in the wind and rain! ”

He yelled, "Mule, you are too ruthless! ”

As soon as the mule approached the morning glory planted by Zhuo Cheng, he only cared about gnawing on the flower, so how could he have time to take care of him.

The horse's hooves knelt on the ground and moved forward, coughing up blood in his mouth, tears in his eyes: "Luozi, let's go, come with me, let's go home, as long as you come back, nothing else matters." ”

Such a bitter drama happened in front of him, and Zhuo Cheng was a little uncertain for a while.

can only slander: the wilderness bandits, sure enough, there are many talents!

At this time, the mule gnawed the morning glory near the door, came back to his senses, opened his mouth, and revealed the true color of the scum mule: "You go away, don't pester me, it will make the master misunderstand." ”

The horse's hooves were struck by lightning: "Master? Who? ”

Zhuo Cheng didn't want to be involved in this bloody drama, so he automatically moved a step and hid behind a tall Cang'er.

The horseshoe still looked over: "Is it him?" Luo Zi, isn't he? Did he hit you? Don't worry, you follow me, I will definitely beat you back! ”

Luo Zi swayed his hind legs, and there was a blood scab rubbed out on the mace: "No, I followed the cannon myself, okay, don't talk about it, hurry up!" Or I'll bang you! ”

"You're a good man," she said, "but I have a master." ”

The horse's hooves lost their souls: "You have changed your mind! How can you change your mind! He made a final effort, and stretched out his drooping hand at the mule: "Luozi, come home with me, I have a chain made of green gold!" There are whips made of the best calfskin! There are candles made of sweetwater town insect wax! What else do you want, I'll get ......"

"Enough!" The mule felt that he was about to lose his face, how could he raise his head in front of the cannon in the future? He snorted: "Get out!" Get out of here! ”

The horse's hooves looked up at the sky, as if questioning the injustice of the heavens, and then slowly stood up and staggered around.

Zhuo Cheng raised a finger in his left hand and clenched the mace in his right hand.

This bloody drama didn't make him feel too much sympathy, and the wilderness bandits died innocently!

"Cannon!" But the mule begged, "Let him go." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Cheng suddenly had a feeling of Huang Shiren.

No, what Huang Shiren did was to break up a lover?

In the trip to the dead, the mule helped a lot, and even rescued him from under the distorted object, Zhuo Cheng only hesitated slightly, and did not do it after all.

Just give the mount a face, who made her face grow and grow.

The horse's hooves walked forward, but the person suddenly turned around and told Zhuo Cheng very solemnly: "Take care of her......"

Zhuo Cheng almost couldn't help but do it!

A mule, a bloody dog who sacrifices wine, what does it have to do with him!

The mule is just his mount and nothing more.

The horseshoe went out of the yard, and so did the other wilderness bandits, but Scarface was tied up by morning glory vines!

Zhuo Cheng snapped his fingers, and another morning glory vine wound up, and together with the other, pulled Scarface off the ground, and the two nearest cang's ears waved the tough branches covered with maces, and whipped one after the other.

Scarface's howl spread far and wide.

Finally, the person who was the chief priest of the bazaar came over to ask what was going on, and Zhuo Cheng casually said a few words and sent him away.

Wilderness bandits infighting, cannibalism, that's not a big deal.

As for Scarface, you have to stay up if you want to die!

The filmmaker's injuries have not healed, and he has to stay in the bazaar for a few days, and Zhuo Cheng doesn't want to have similar troubles in the future.

This kind of two or five boys is the most hated!

As soon as the thought came to mind, Zhuo Cheng couldn't help but shudder, Erwuzai......

"Cannon." The mule is very low.

Zhuo Cheng waved his hand: "Don't take it as an example." ”

"Okay." The mule's mouth cracked, and he ran merrily into the yard and nibbled on the morning glory.

Zhuo Cheng went back to the house to rest, and as in the past, he continued to exercise the ability to grow plants and plant sensing, and every time the plants that spawned were close to the time of wilting, he could wake up on time and replant them.

Recently, with frequent practice, plant sensing has also evolved, and Zhuo Cheng can feel the location of similar seeds through living seeds.

For example, Cang'er, he hangs a Cang'er seed on others, and can sense the approximate location through other Cang'er seeds.

The premise is that the seed must be alive.

Zhuo Chengcheng tied one to the mule's tail for a long time, saving the mount from running away and getting it lost, and he couldn't find trouble back.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly heard movement, and Zhuo Cheng grabbed the hammer and stood up.

The door opened, and a fox entered!