Yunnan Yue never imagined that she would meet Jiang Jue here.

The opening of a sentence of national quintessence expresses the mood at this moment.

Yun Xingchen, who was squatting on the side, waved his little hand and told Yunnan Yue that it was wrong to scold, so that the eldest brother heard that he was going to write a review book again, and it could not be less than a review book of 1,000 words.

"Mother's love is difficult to control, and when I see a bored person, I unconsciously express fragrant praise."

"Do you know that big-eyed uncle?"

Yun Xingchen raised his head, glanced at Jiang Jue again, lowered his little head, leaned over to Yunnan Yue's side and whispered.

"Mother, this uncle's eyes are so round, just like ...... It's like the eyes of the second dog. ”

Ergou is a Shar Pei dog in the eighteenth floor prison, and later because of the defeat of the king of the Styx, he finally died of depression.

"Don't really say it, it's quite similar, the more you look at it, the more it looks like Ergou before he died."

Yunnan Yue regards Jiang Jue as the second dog of Shapei, and he really looks a little like him.

Xu remembered the happy time with Ergou, Yun Xingchen remembered that Ergou's favorite food was big bones, so he habitually threw the uneaten big bones in his hand in front of Jiang Jue.

"Uncle Ergou, here you go."

“……”

Jiang Jue's eyebrows were raised high.

Looking at the big stick bones that fell under his feet and still had tooth marks, he was sure that he was not a human in the eyes of Yunnan Yue's mother and daughter.

Phew-

Woohoo –

It was too late to say that, just as Jiang Jue opened his mouth to warn Yunnan Yue to get away, several crossbow arrows flew out, and immediately after, seven masked black-clothed people appeared either with bows and crossbows or with large knives on their shoulders.

The murderous aura on the seven people is awe-inspiring, and it is by no means good.

At the same time, the guards of Dali Temple also appeared behind Jiang Jue one by one.

And Yunnan Yueyun Xingchen's mother and daughter squatted in the middle, looking gray and out of place.

However, whether it is the remnants of the Southern Yan Thirteenth Army or the Dali Temple faction headed by Jiang Jue, the forces on both sides don't care about the mother and daughter at all.

"Heh~"

With a sneer, the black-clothed man led by the Thirteenth Army of Nanyan was carrying a big knife on his shoulder, and he looked at Jiang Jue and the guards of Dali Temple with a cold gaze.

"I have to admit that you are a ruthless person, and you can force our Thirteenth Army of Southern Yan to such a situation."

Although there were only seven remnants of the Thirteenth Army of Nanyan, they did not panic at all in the face of more than a dozen Dali Temple guards, and there was a bit of admiration in their relaxed words.

"Jiang Jue, you said that you can only earn a lot of hard-earned money in a year as a Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and coming to join our Nanyan Thirteenth Army is not several times more than the money you earn now, so why bother to give you the Dog Emperor to be born and die."

"Presumptuous, ruining Kyoto and insulting the saints, the crime is one more degree!"

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Jiang Jue rushed forward first, and the guards of Dali Temple behind him followed one after another, fighting with the seven members of the Thirteenth Army of Nanyan.

Swords and swords, blood splashed.

The process of fighting is quite exciting, just like watching a martial arts movie, not to mention an IMAX panoramic experience.

Of course, for the sake of her daughter's physical and mental health, once the bloody eighteen forbidden scenes are staged, Yunnan Yue will reach out and cover her daughter's eyes to prevent the little guy's heart from being disgusted.

"Mother, what scene haven't I seen in Yun Xingchen? These pediatric images are sprinkled with water. ”

Her mother always thought she was a three- or four-year-old child, and she was used to the scenes of fights and brawls every day in the eighteenth-floor prison.

What's more, she is already five years old.