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...... After the doctor left, Zhao Huier always felt that it was not good, and looked at Jimo on the side. "Isn't the doctor upset? After all, he has also treated you for so long......" Jimo waved his hand and interrupted. "Don't worry, I look at the doctor, this kid is very cheerful, and I won't care about this. Cheerful yarn, Zhao Hui'er flattened her mouth, sneering at the idea of innocence and ink, if he was really cheerful, he wouldn't come over to ask for a red envelope, and if he didn't come, Zhao Hui'er might really go and give him a big red envelope in person.

Chen Xiaomo was still burping, looking at the pile of food in front of him in a daze, he couldn't finish it.

At this time, an old man pushed the door in, and Jimo arched his hand and said, "Lord Ouyang, why are you here, could it be that they have contacted you." The man named Ouyang looked at it and sighed and didn't speak, he was very surprised to see Chen Xiaomo, after Jimo pulled him aside and said in detail, Ouyang looked at it and came to Chen Xiaomo's bed, "This son, who are you, what kind of immortal sect are you?" The old man Ouyang began to inquire about Chen Xiaomo's details, this is obviously a temptation of Chen Xiaomo, the old man Ouyang has a lot of experience, so he naturally knows the situation of the immortal family. Under normal circumstances, if someone asks this, they have to brag a little bit about it, and shape themselves into a tall image, and those who pick up rags must say that they are engaged in environmental protection, and those who ask for food must say that they are engaged in charity, and as for those who buckle manhole covers, they will say that they are municipal planning. Anyway, you have to make the other party look up at you, fool people over, and then come to a high-level pretence.

But he Chen Xiaomo is a disciplined sword immortal, plus his real character, he answered honestly. "Qingyun Sword Sect, Chen Xiaomo, Chinese Shi...... Now a traveler looking for his way home. "This nerd, what kind of sword sect specializes in cultivating earthy and wooden silk slingers, Zhao Hui'er giggled lightly on the side, such an answer will definitely make Old Man Ouyang feel bad, but it's nothing, anyway, as long as Jimo is happy, Chen Xiaomo's mission can begin, Jimo really doesn't care what Jiang Mufeng will think of Chen Xiaomo, he is afraid of angering Chen Xiaomo.

Old Man Ouyang was silent for a moment when he listened, not knowing what he was thinking. Chen Xiaomo could only smile bitterly, sure enough, his high-end and high-grade identity can only be confused in the eyes of others. But what he didn't expect was that the old man Ouyang slapped his thigh violently, startling the others. "It's actually a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect!It's rare to see!" Chen Xiaomo exclaimed, as if there was nothing strange about this identity, but after thinking about it, this was not the Immortal Realm after all. Belch?

"Qingyun Sword Sect, a legendary sect that has disappeared for hundreds of years, I didn't expect that there would be disciples who walk the world, and there is hope for the restoration of the country......" The old man Ouyang made a small calculation, how to let this son help them restore the country, he never gave up in order to save the country, His Royal Highness Jimo relied on him to wander and rescue, and it didn't seem too difficult for Chen Xiaomo, who had just joined the WTO, to ask him to help~.

Chen Xiaomo didn't care about these at the moment, his thoughts drifted to his former memory, remembering that once he was also hospitalized, because he was afraid that the hospitalization phone bill would be too big, he wanted to go home, he walked for a long time without a taxi, he was just about to walk home, and then he gave up, because a car drove over, Qingli's Mercedes-Benz drove over. At that time...... "Sister Qingli is Sister Qingli, how could you leave me." Chen Xiaomo was greatly moved, and quickly stepped forward to open the car door...... However, the doors were locked tightly. Can't open it! Qing Li obviously did it on purpose! She rolled down the window and said to Qin Xiao with a smile. "Xiao Mo, I'm not here to pick you up, I'm here to see you walk back, so that you don't stay hospitalized, and you don't take care of yourself......"

I remember that his face turned black at that time, and Sister Qingli's fairy image in her heart instantly collapsed. "Sure enough, it's really poisonous, did she calculate that there is no taxi here in the middle of nowhere, to fix me?" Chen Xiaomo laughed, and frightened the old man Ouyang, he didn't realize that Chen Xiaomo had already gone to the fugue, Jimo scratched his face, and was still planning how to beg Chen Xiaomo to teach him to cultivate immortals.

In Chen Xiaomo's memories, he gave up his hopes for Qingli at that time, put his hands in his pockets, and walked home. I really don't know what this woman thinks, if she doesn't bring herself, she won't bring herself, but the idle egg hurts (if she has an egg), she drove a car behind Chen Xiaomo, driving slowly. Interesting? Just when these two boring men and women are playing like this. There seemed to be the roar of a locomotive in the distance. "Don't be a taxi, don't be a taxi. Chen Xiaomo prayed, raised his eyes, and sure enough, it was not a taxi, it was a motorcycle! Eight motorcycles roared from afar. There was a young thug riding on every motorcycle, and it must have been a thug! Look at the dress, the chain silver ring, the leather jeans, the navy blue tattoo on the bare skin that can't tell what pattern is on it. Especially the one at the front, the red cockscomb, an American turkey alive. If this is not a talent of the mixed world...... Then the world will be truly harmonious. The roar of motorcycles, coupled with the excited whistles of those thugs, is a waste not to go to a heavy metal concert.

Chen Xiaomo didn't continue to recall, because it was a really special coincidence, and the things in his memory were re-enacted, and someone came from outside the hut......

Jimo and Zhao Hui'er walked out, a bald head sat in the back, that person seemed to be the boss of this group of people, he got out of the carriage, and the younger brother handed out snacks and came over, and the younger brother took out a knife to peel the skin. There was also a chubby little brother who pointed at Jimo and said to him. "Big brother, what is that kid doing?" Brother Zhen gave the little brother a brain melon, and said unhappily. "You ask Lao Tzu, who does Lao Tzu ask!" "Big brother, there is no fast catch in this area." The chubby little brother touched his beaten head, and continued to "offer advice" with a smiling face. Another brain melon. "Lao Tzu has been robbing houses in this area for three years, can you not know this?

Saying that, he looked at Jimo not far away, and seemed to have some plans. ...... Jimo looked at their goal and felt that something was not good, no matter what purpose they were for, it would not be a good thing to have anything to do with them. He is alone, no matter how powerful his combat power is, he can't beat so many people, as for Zhao Hui'er, that weak little body, even if he has practiced...... That's probably only for himself. The door to the hut opened. Zhao Hui'er knew that now was not the time to be hot-blooded, so she opened the door and let Jimo come back, as long as she closed the door and took advantage of it, she should be able to drive away these nasty guys. But there will always be a slight deviation between the ideal and the reality, and Jimo was just about to go back, but he was held down by a thin mountain bandit on the shoulder. I don't know if the little brother is too strong, or Jimo's body is suddenly too weak, so when he presses it like this, Jimo is a little painful and difficult to do any more.

The jelly beans (elixir) also fell to the ground, and the little mountain bandit looked at it and said that it was an unknown jelly bean, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Jimo knew that it was difficult to get into the car, so he hurriedly said to Zhao Hui'er at the door. "You go quickly, go and call Xiao Mo Immortal. "Jimo ......" Zhao Huier was moved, only at this time can you tell whether a man is a scum or a warm. Jimo smiled, looking generous to death, like the heroic and fearless Eighth Route Army, facing the threat of Japanese invaders, using his life to protect the safety of ordinary people. "Hui'er, leave me alone, although I am powerless, and you are not my wife, I know that I am a man!" "More importantly......" Jimo looked at the mountain bandits who were gradually approaching. "They're men too. ”

Zhao Hui'er was a little aggrieved, and her hand on the doorknob pointed to the front of the door. "I'm not worried about you, I want to leave too, but ......" Zhao Hui'er pointed in the direction, where a mountain bandit was in front of Zhao Hui'er to prevent her from leaving. In this situation, Zhao Huier and Jimo have been completely surrounded by these gangsters, and no one can escape. Besides, there are hardly any people passing by here, who can save them?

Their boss was still holding a cigarette, Chen Xiaomo saw it through his divine sense, and it was clear that Nima was the "fellow" of the earth again, and he approached Jimo under the support of other younger brothers, showed a playful smile, looked inside the fence door, and was immediately attracted by Zhao Huier's appearance, and spit out the smoke on Jimo's face. "Isn't the kid good, he looks like a bird, and his girlfriend is quite beautiful. "Lao Tzu doesn't have such a beautiful girlfriend!" "Boss, isn't Sister Cuihua very good-looking." The chubby little brother who was often shot in the head couldn't help but say. Smack! The answer to him was still a brain melon. "I want you to talk more!"

The bald head threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, looked at Xiang Jimo again, and squeezed out a malicious smile on his dry face. "Boy, do you have any money with me, borrow some money from Lao Tzu to go to Fengyue. "Well, I'm very poor, I don't have a penny on me. Jimo Dao. Hearing this, the eyes of the mountain bandits led by the bald head gradually moved from Jimo's upper body to Jimo's lower body...... I saw Jimo's waist...... is slightly revealing a money bag, the bulging money bag is the red envelope that Zhao Huier is going to reward the doctor, and he pinned it to his waist casually, revealing it at the moment. Your sister, can you hide your things before lying?

Jimo followed their gaze, noticed this, smiled a little awkwardly, and pointed to the money bag. "If I say it's a sachet...... Do you believe it?" the crowd shook their heads. "Originally, I was going to borrow some money, so I will let you go, since you are not honest, don't blame us for being polite! Little ones, give me a beating!" As soon as these words came out, all the little brothers rushed towards Jimo like mad dogs, these young people have never practiced martial arts, but they are still very experienced in fighting, Jimo took the boss as soon as possible, but one of them grabbed one hand, and immediately stepped on Qin Xiao's body with a few feet.

At this moment, a coquettish cheer came. "Stop!" But it was Zhao Hui'er who walked out of the door and stopped the atrocities of these people who did not look like mountain bandits in time. "Little beauty, does a beauty save a hero?" The bald head tilted her neck, looked at Zhao Huier with interest, her eyes scraped on her body, and she smacked her lips secretly. "It's huge...... True white. "You'd better get out, I know the Iron Great. Zhao Hui'er said in a low voice, her handsome face revealing a heroic spirit. Tie Da looked at each other, and then they all laughed. The bald head spat on phlegm and walked towards Zhao Hui'er with a smile. "Tie Da, I thought you could bring up some big people, if it was Tie Da, then it would be embarrassing. Speaking of which, the bald head stopped at a distance of half a meter from Zhao Hui'er, and without the help of the younger brother, he lit a cigarette for himself. He gently exhaled a puff of smoke and squinted at Zhao Hui'er and continued. "Because...... We are next door to him, and Tieda is our sworn enemy, and he wants him to grab the territory, so if you hit us, it will be unlucky. "Let go of the fight......" said the bald head. And those miscellaneous skins surrounding Qin Xiao didn't hesitate any longer!

In Jimo's consciousness, the surroundings were already spinning, and he only knew that he was holding his head and enduring punches and kicks from all directions. In various parts of his body, the pain came from him, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth. He was still too weak, weak and powerless to resist, and could only endure the beating of others. Jimo seems to have returned to his childhood, at that time, because he was weak and had not practiced martial arts, he was bullied by other royal brothers, and he thought that when he grew up, he would stay away from such treatment. But today, I have encountered such a thing. It's strange to say, maybe it's because he was treated like this when he was a child, and under the beating of miscellaneous skins, Jimo didn't scream. I don't know how long it took. Jimo's body was already numb, and now he felt that his internal organs were tumbling violently, and he didn't even have the strength to get up. "It's almost like this, let's go, let's see how the boss fixes that chick. When the other miscellaneous skins dropped a word, they smiled hehe, dropped Jimo, who was already like a dead man, and surrounded the bald head and Zhao Hui'er.

Jimo is even more determined to cultivate immortals in his heart, and his strength is like this, he is invincible with two fists, not to mention dozens of pairs of hands. Jimo struggled, remembering that he wanted to protect Hui'er, the woman he loved the most.

I opened my eyes as slightly as I could, watching them depart, muttering to their mouths. "Don't touch Hui'er, come at me......" The voice was so small that even he couldn't hear it, and Jimo was extremely embarrassed at this time, and he didn't have the strength to get up and stop those people's behavior. Even if he can get up, it is estimated that he will still be put down, in such a remote place, there is no fast catch, and there are few pedestrians, who will come to save them. Can we only endure their evil deeds in silence?

Why haven't the immortals used swordsmanship yet, and then Chen Xiaomo has seen enough, Jimo is really a good boy, Chen Xiaomo's handprints are pinched, calling for wind and rain, and the miscellaneous skins feel that the world has changed color, and the panic in their hearts is constant, and under the pressure of heaven and earth, they are almost about to kneel down! Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.