In front of the General Temple in Hujia Village, a row of stools was placed.

At the top sat Village Chief Hu, Old Lady Hu, Old Lady Hu, Old Man of the Ma Clan and others, and below sat Old Wang's head.

Mrs. Wang stood at the front, looking at the man on the board.

The man on the board, his right leg curled up in an abnormal position, his left leg straightened and placed next to it, a rolling pin clinging to it.

It was not yet summer, and the man's clothes were already soaked, and his forehead was still dripping with sweat.

"You said your name is Heishi, from the Dragon Clan?" Mrs. Wang asked.

Kuroishi endured the pain and replied, "Yes." ”

"What did you mean by the Holy Dragon?" Mrs. Wang walked around the plank for half a circle, her voice unhurried, "I'll answer after thinking about it, otherwise, don't say it's the second leg, and don't want to keep the third leg." ”

Kuroishi: "......" This is the bandit's den?!!

"To be precise, I'm a traitor to the Dragons, and I'm here looking for—"

He thought for a long time, and was just about to speak, when suddenly a sound broke through the air, and something shot straight at the door in front of him.

Heishi suddenly tensed.

He was already poisonous, and his right leg was broken, even if he knew that someone wanted his life, he couldn't dodge it.

My life is at rest.

He thought sadly in his heart.

As a result, the next moment, I saw something appear from the other end, a pair of things in the air, not only blocking the coming hidden weapon, but also castrating, shooting away in the direction where the hidden weapon came.

"Hmm-" A muffled grunt came from a tree not far away.

A man falls heavily from a tree.

Immediately fell into a coma.

The villagers were shocked.

I hurried over to look, but I saw a person dressed like Blackstone.

A chopstick was stuck in his chest, and the person had passed out.

The villagers were dumbfounded.

What's going on?

"Amitabha." Yun Zhi walked out of the crowd with a very modest expression, "The poor monk's hands are slippery, and he is guilty of sin." ”

Villagers: ......

If the master didn't swallow the vegetarian chicken leg in his mouth by the way when he spoke, and wiped the remaining chopsticks on the sleeve of the person next to him, they would really believe it.

Mrs. Wang: "Boss, look at the people first, and then talk about whether you can save them or not." ”

Wang Chuanfu hurriedly ran over and squatted in front of the unconscious man.

"Now I can say it." Mrs. Wang kicked the plank with her foot.

Blackstone has completely believed that this village Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is by no means something that a small traitor of his kind can do.

So I honestly confessed.

"Anyway, our dragon clan was formed 800 years ago, a chance to make a mistake-"

Halfway through his words, his injured leg was stepped on by Mrs. Wang.

His screams were heard by all.

Then he turned his head silently.

Especially Hu San, he looked at Aunt Hu's legs from time to time.

It seems that over the years, Aunt Wang has quarreled with her daughter-in-law, and she has really saved her hands.

Otherwise, his daughter-in-law would have been paralyzed in bed.

Blackstone: "I said, I'm here to find the Holy Dragon!" The more we who have been poisoned, the more we are dying, the more we can perceive the traces of the holy dragon, and we usually look for the feeling in our hearts to find the holy dragon. ”

In fact, Heishi was not sure that the holy dragon was here, and even he was at a loss, but after walking to this mountain range, there was a faint sense in his heart that asked him to go this way.

Even if they arrived at the Holy Dragon's side, there was a high probability that they would be swallowed by the Holy Dragon.

Anyway, there is no traitor, and in the end, he was saved by the Holy Dragon.

"The holy dragon he said in his mouth won't be our ——?" The villagers whispered.

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