The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, the poisonous snake is entrenched, and the eagle is in the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This seems to have happened in the old tea stall field.

Is it going to happen again today?

After listening to the last two sentences of the man in white, the big man laughed a few times: "I have understood what my friend said, forty-five human lives are cicadas, seven emotions are praying mantises, I am a yellow finch, but who is a poisonous snake?"

"You think you're the only one in the woods?"

The words were fluttering, the clothes were fluttering, and more than a dozen figures jumped out of the forest.

The figure stood behind the big man and drew his cold sword.

The sharp sword is sharp and the whistle sounds, all of which are the best swords.

There were more than a dozen swords behind his back, and the big man not only did not look back, but also looked up to the sky and smiled.

"I see. ”

After seeing this battle, the man in white lowered his momentum and said softly: "It's unfortunate today, the yellow finch, the poisonous snake and the eagle are actually all the way." ”

"Is there anything else my friend would like to say?"

"It's gone, it's gone. ”

After taking a sip of Zhuangxing wine, the man in white waved his hand weakly to the others: "You guys take the coffin, I want to be quiet." ”

The figures jumped into the carriage, and unlike the Seven Emotions Impermanence, they did not put away their swords.

The sword and the coffin are already on the road together.

The rolling wheels are far away, and only the big man and the man in white are left here.

"My closed qigong can dive into the water for seven days without coming out. The big man praised himself, and praised the man in white again: "My friend is good hearing, he can actually hear me lying in the woods, if these ears are gone, it is a pity." ”

"So?"

"So, can my friend give me his life?"

Speaking of which, it is still necessary to kill people and kill people.

The man in white could only smile bitterly, take a sip, and pour through his clothes.

When he put down the wine jar, the man in white rolled up his sleeves and said lightly: "Ears can't kill, but hands can, you shouldn't let those dozen people go first, leaving yourself without a helper." ”

After listening to the words of the man in white, I looked at his hands carefully, the ten fingers were slender, and they were moistened by wine, which made them even more white.

"The hands of my friend are not the hands of murder. ”

"Oh?" the man in white wondered, "What kind of hand is the hand that kills?"

The big man stretched out his hand, the joints were thick and calloused.

It's not like a pair of human hands, it's more like the hands of a man-eating yaksha.

After looking at these hands, and then looking at my own hands, it really looked like a hand that picked up a pen and ink.

"Anyway, I'd like to try. "The man in white doesn't seem to give up on fighting to the death.

Dahan raised one hand, set up a defensive position with one hand, and let out a wild words: "I let my friend make three moves first." ”

The man in white nodded thoughtfully, and according to the rules of the competition, he bowed first.

Fighting with his feet, he raised his hands high, and with an angry shout, he rushed over: "Look at my first move first, the old cat washes his face!"

The big man didn't dodge or hide, waiting for him to come.

The two hands formed a hook, approached the big man, and brushed indiscriminately, like a village woman fighting.

It turned out that the so-called old cat washing his face was to scratch his face, and he thought it was some earth-shattering move.

The big man was funny in his heart, and he flicked it casually and threw the man in white out.

After rolling a few times, the man in white stood up with his waist covered, spit out the mud and sand in his mouth, and was full of unconvinced: "Look at my second trick again, the cat kicks his legs!"

He ran closer, turned his back, lifted one leg, and kicked the big man in the waist.

Exposing the vest to the opponent is completely a martial artist's taboo, but the man in white feels that his move has the potential to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and his mouth is accompanied by a snort.

Alas, his moves, the name is ridiculous, and the movements are ridiculous.

Such a lovely person, Dahan simply didn't know whether to kill him or not.

Perhaps, being a pet will be more fun.

The soles of his feet were already in front of him, and the big man pushed him casually, pushing the man in white directly under the root of the tree.

After losing twice, the man in white was still not discouraged, spit out the bark slag in his mouth, and sighed: "Look at my third move, the wild cat goes up the tree." ”

After reporting his name, he really started to climb the tree, although he climbed clumsily, but under the escape, he really climbed very fast.

He clung to a branch and never came down again.

After these three moves, the big man couldn't cry or laugh, and he really didn't waste the names of these three moves, and it was really all the kung fu of the three-legged cat.

Slowly pacing a few steps under the tree, the big man looked up at the man in white, and just wanted to say something, but he was preempted: "Don't persuade me, I can't die." ”

"If I want my friend to come down, why should I persuade him?" the big man seemed to be playing tricks on him, took out a fire breaker from his boot, and asked gently, "If I set the tree on fire, will my friend not jump down?"

"Don't bluff me, living trees have pulp, and it's not so easy to light them. "The man in white hugged the branch of a tree, like a man about to drown, holding a straw.

"It's not difficult to light it, just grab some dry wood to start the fire. Dahan threw away the fire fold and smiled lightly: "It's just too much of a waste of time." ”

Having said nonsense, the big man pushed the trunk with one palm.

This tree has the power to carry people, so naturally it will not be too short.

This palm looks obviously soft, but when pushed against the tree, it seems to have overwhelming power.

The sound of the old roots bursting broke through the ground, and the big man injected some internal force into his palm, and the old tree fell in the wind.

The man in white who was holding on to a branch was crushed between the branches.

There were sharp branches like thorns everywhere, and he couldn't move, and it was stronger than being tied.

"It's a rare talent for my friends to amuse me. The big man shook his head and sighed, as if he was a little reluctant, and said helplessly to the man in white: "In order to repay the love of my friend, I must be very fast!"

The big man broke a stump branch, picked up the thin branch with his hand, and made a spike.

His eyes were like torches, and he was firmly fixed on the throat of the man in white.

If he stabs down, his soul will fly back to the west.

The king of Hades wants people to die for the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch?

The spike that sent the man in white to reincarnation was broken halfway through the stab.

Dahan was shocked, and before he could raise his eyes to look, a sudden gust of wind cut in front of him.

The big man with a body like a mountain was like a piece of paper duck, sent to the sky by the gangfeng.

"Thief, don't you still die?"

shouted and scolded out of thin air, only to see the blood shadow, and someone to help on the ground.

The big man was a peerless light skill, and when he was injured by the Gangfeng, he was able to turn around in the air, stepped on the dead leaves on the top of the branch on tiptoe, and leaked the falling momentum.

He knew that he was no match for the comer, so he hurriedly hid his body in the dense forest, and he could flee for his life.

Poor people don't chase, as long as they can save people's lives.

The visitor jumped close to the horizontal tree and sighed heavily: "I'm late, and my friend has been wronged......"

"Don't talk nonsense! Hurry up and move the tree!"

The person was stunned, and instead of thanking him for saving his life, the man in white shouted at him, like a slave at home.

After being stunned, the person who came immediately realized that this tree was pressing him hard, and I am afraid that he would not be able to bear it anymore, which is contrary to human nature.

Under the shouting of the man in white, the person who came deliberately showed his kung fu.

With one foot, he kicked the tree into the air, and then volleyed into the air with one palm.

The old tree broke through the wind, and broke several thick trees.

This may seem simple, but it's not easy.

If you don't have the strength of your feet, how can you kick an old tree into the air?

If there is no peerless light sky, how can you stand up from the ground?

If there is no wind in the palm of your hand, how can you push the old tree away?

If there is no superior internal force, how can you use your strength to break other thick trees?

When Piao Piao fell, the face of the person who came was a little proud, I saved his life, and he looked at my hand again, so he should have some respect for me.

"Don't be stunned! Grandma's help me!"

This is the second sentence of the man in white to the person who came, and the voice is louder, this time it is not like shouting a minion, but more like shouting a dog.

There was a bitterness in my heart, could it be that the man in white was frightened by life and death and had lost his heart and gone crazy?

The good guy did it to the end, and the person who came really gently helped the man in white up.

The man in white was already half ragged, handed his back to the visitor, and sighed: "Back pain, rub it for me." ”

This, this.

For a moment, it was almost impossible to figure out whether I had saved him or had he saved me.