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Tianyue Dynasty, Tianhan Dasai, Lijia Village East Village,

After three days of wind and dust, the cold road quietly landed on the mountain village road, and today's sunset carried an indescribable cool air. Stepping on the soft soil around the corner of a hill, Leng Dao sighed faintly.

In the laughing farmhouse, which was full of fireworks a year ago, there was an old man with a bent waist gnawing on the head of the nest. In the past, the yard was cleaned up by the mother and son, and the farm tools were neatly arranged and there were no weeds, but now the grass in the corner of the wall is meters high, and those farm tools are also rusty and black. Looking at the middle of the yard again, there were only a few neat bundles of firewood, and Leng Dao saw that the tip of his nose was a little sour.

Even when he promised a three-year period, he still came a little late.

"Uncle Li and the Leng family boy are here. Entering the courtyard gate, Leng Dao tried to hook up a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh?"

The head of the nest in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and after hearing the voice, Li Laohan raised his cloudy eyes and stared at the white-robed young man in front of him who had taken off half of the iron cover, the old man trembled and got up and looked seriously at the left half of Leng Dao's face, lowered his head and looked at the two wooden boxes in the young man's hand and knelt in front of Leng Dao with a plop.

"I didn't know General Leng before, the old farmer is guilty!" Li Laohan kowtowed to Leng Dao violently.

This year, he wasted the two acres of fertile land, and barely survived by going up the mountain to chop firewood as a woodcutter, and he also heard people in the city say that Leng Dao, the little wolf king of the Leng family, had avenged a mother and daughter in Lijia Village of the Tianyue Dynasty in the Huayue Sect in the Blue Blood Dynasty.

Li Laohan was grateful, but he felt even more guilty. What kind of blessing did he have in his life to make a famous general take his misfortune to heart!

However, seeing this, Leng Dao's face was shocked, and he hurriedly helped the old man up.

"Uncle Li, what are you doing, if you are like this, I will not be able to kneel for a long time. Seeing that Li Laohan's legs were weak and he was about to kneel, he said coldly and bitterly.

"Can't be, can't be,"

Hearing this, Li Laohan shook his hands and quickly shook his head.

"Uncle Li, you sit down first," helped Li Laohan to the threshold, Leng Daoqu squatted down and opened the wooden box in his hand, and it was the head of Na Siguang and the third elder who had already cracked and smelled.

"These two brutes are the murderers of Cui Ping's sister and eldest mother. Seeing that Li Laohan was seriously looking at the heads of the two, he explained coldly.

"As I said outside, these two miscellaneous pieces seem to be first-class masters. It's really embarrassing for General Leng. The pipe poked at Si Guang's head, and Li Laohan saw that Leng Dao was still carrying a bag of oranges in his other hand, and his sunken eyes suddenly turned red, and even his eyeballs climbed up with a trace of blood.

"General Leng has a heart, it seems that Cuiping girl didn't carry the old farmer behind her back to peel oranges for the general. ”

Knowing that Leng Dao and Cui Ping both like to eat oranges, Li Laohan, who was still cramped and uneasy just now, suddenly grinned, and actually made fun of the young man.

"Haha, the girl was pretty cute at the time. Leng Dao took the handle and smiled.

"Hehe, Cui Ping's girl is also rare, but it's the way of this dog's day!" Picking up the nest head that fell on the ground again, Li Laohan just patted the contaminated dust and his hand froze, and he mustered up all his strength to throw the nest head far away.

"Why don't General Leng wait at the door for a while, and the old farmer will change his clothes, and then we will go to see her and her mother?"

"Uncle Li, you don't need to call me a general, and I'm not a general now. You change your clothes first, I'll wait at the door. Put away the wooden box, and said coldly to Li Laohan.

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Li Laohan came out, and his cold eyes shrank.

The old man washed his face, combed his unkempt hair very neatly, and put on a linen robe that he had never worn before. The robe is old and has one or two patches, but Leng Dao has lived in the farm for half a year, and knows that this kind of clothing is already the new robe of ordinary farmers.

When Li Laohan came out, the young man understood everything, and the palm of his hand holding the wooden box and orange turned white, but he didn't say anything to stop it. Seeing that Li Laohan was grinning and walking in front, the young man pursed his lips and followed behind the old farmer.

The youthful breath fluctuated violently, and the talisman on his shoulder felt it but didn't understand what it meant.

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The golden afterglow was soon only half of the way, and in front of the grave of Cuiping and Aunt Liu, Liu Laohan lit his pipe and snorted fiercely. The young man turned his back to the grave of Cuiping's mother and daughter, put down the heads of Si Guang and the others, and after putting down the orange bag, he folded the grass in his hand and was silent.

"In the past, he smoked very fast, but his wife dripped it, and now he can't finish this cigarette. Li Laohan looked at the smoking pipe, and slapped his knee with his other hand.

But since he sat on this hill, the old man has never touched a single cigarette.

"Uncle Li is not in a hurry, smoke slowly. Leng Dao shook his head and said lightly.

"Alas, if you are afraid, you will dare to call General Leng Uncle again, to be honest, your Uncle Li doesn't know how he survived this year. I want to die, I always think you can bring back a message, but the more you live, the more worried you become. ”

"I'm worried that Cui Ping and her mother have lived in the underworld for too long, and they won't be able to remember your Uncle Li. Li Laohan suddenly knocked out the tobacco that was about to burn out of the pipe, and then wrapped the pipe back into the cigarette pouch and put it into the mouth of his clothes.

"Xiao Leng, your Uncle Li wants you to do something today. ”

At this moment, Li Laohan slowly got up and straightened his linen robe, turned his back to Leng Dao, stretched his right hand into the left cuff, and begged in his words.

"Uncle Li, I will burn the heads of these two brutes, and I will bury you and Cuiping and the eldest lady together. The young man threw away the mustard in his hand, but after these words, the white fox's eyes immediately narrowed.

"Uncle Li and Uncle Li thank you. ”

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After Li Laohan grinned in front of him, he saw that the rusty knife in his right hand had been inserted straight into his heart. Old Man Li's figure fell backwards, and the young man immediately got up to catch the old man who was spitting blood in his mouth.

This scene, desolate and pitiful.

"Look at the good deeds you have done, if you don't come to send this head, how can this old man be in a hurry to die?"

Leng Dao placed Li Laohan's body flat on the ground, and Fu Yan'er jumped down on his shoulder and transformed into a human form, seeing that this guy actually pulled out a knife for Li Laohan and blocked the blood mouth, Fu Yan'er muttered angrily.

It's better to die than to live, Leng Dao didn't become the murderer who indirectly killed Li Laohan!

"You Fu Yan'er have enjoyed wealth and glory in your family since you were born, how have you ever experienced the life of these poor peasants in the outside world?" the young man sighed and walked slowly towards the woods.

"For them, it is the happiest thing to have two acres of fertile land in this life, and then marry a daughter-in-law and have a child. But Na Siguang and the three elders brute up Uncle Li's happiness completely. ”

"It's a lifetime of life, and if you say no, it's gone. ”

The palm of his hand Yin Yang Wuyuan surged and slashed through the thick trunk, and the young man shook his head and laughed.

"When Uncle Li wanted to die a year ago, I promised him three years, and these three years were Uncle Li's last hope. ”

"If you want to come, you will die, and if you can't hope, you will die. Miss Fu said should I come?" looked up at Fu Yan'er, whose charming eyes were slightly frowned, and continued coldly: "I'm not coming, Uncle Li doesn't even have a person to collect the body." ”

When the young man said this, Fu Yan'er's full chest and abdomen rose and fell violently, and his eyes swept back and forth between Leng Dao and the lying Li Laohan, and the rebellious words that had come to his throat were also simplified into an oh word.

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More than halfway through the hour, there was a loess grave with grass branches next to Cuiping's mother and daughter, and a fire was burning between the two graves, and the white-robed figure placed oranges in front of the graves of Cuiping's mother and daughter and Li Laohan.

The night was terrible, and the oranges shone golden.

After doing this, the young man put up his robes and knelt and bowed respectfully to each of the two tombs.

Kneel for half a year's grace, and knock on the shy and sweet voice.

'Brother, eat oranges. ’

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