The water in Wuhua City is very deep and bottomless.

True Dragon Sect, the thirty-three killers of the underworld, three of them are in the city.

Dinghai is old and dizzy, and the peony woman is right.

"Dumb monk Dinghai, but that's it. The second grandmother smiled: "Second fox, you heard it." ”

The second fox is the blind old man, the eldest of the thirty-three killers in the underworld: "Bee woman, I am blind, and it is better than you." The bee woman is the wife of the second fox, so she is called the second grandmother: "Ahh

"The reason why Dinghai didn't recognize you is because you don't know martial arts. The second fox stroked the broken string with his hand and sighed: "Listen to the wind and break the string, Brahma Finger, it is the dumb monk Dinghai!" The bee woman grinned and said: "Old man, the old monk is warning you not to act rashly." "Dinghai is not an old man with dizzy eyes, Dinghai can see many things that others can't see, such as the killer two foxes:" But let's take a look, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and no matter how poisonous Dinghai's eyes are, I can't see it-"

Dinghai doesn't know the two foxes, Dinghai doesn't know the bee woman, and Dinghai doesn't know Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao is also one of the thirty-three killers in the underworld, codenamed Little Ant. Xiao Xiao squatted aside, holding a small bamboo stick in his hand, concentrating on training a group of ant soldiers on the ground. Xiaoxiao is a finger-waving man, silently commanding thousands of troops and horses, but seeing a group of ant soldiers lined up neatly and neatly, forming a square word: Tian.

That small bamboo stick is the bamboo skewer of the sugar gourd.

Tiny doesn't like to eat candy, and Tiny Candy is meant to be fed to his ant soldiers.

"Kill!" Xiao Xiao shouted, slashing at the three deserters with his own treasure knife, and attacked fiercely!

That wooden knife is the one that has accompanied Xiao Xiao to grow up for many years, but it is invincible to kill countless enemies!

Xiaoxiao is only seven or eight years old, Xiaoxiao has never killed anyone, but Xiaoxiao is one of the thirty-three killers in the underworld, the little ant.

Little ants are small, big killers!

"Old man, you said, how many people do we have to come out of our family to take down the old monk?"

"How many? What do you say? Old woman, why don't you say dozens of mouthfuls?"

"There are thirty-three people in our family, plus thirty-four of Boss Li, yo! hehe, that's right!"

"If you want to move Dinghai, Boss Li is enough alone. ”

"Tiny—little—"

Xiaoxiao was training ant soldiers by himself, and Xiaoxiao couldn't hear the second grandmother calling to him: "Line up!"

"Little - go home!"

Xiao Xin had no distractions, and he couldn't hear the second grandfather greet him: "One, two, three, four! go to war! rush—"

"Ant's nest - uncle - "

Xiao Xiao trotted away, threw a dry ant soldier ant general behind, and ran away quickly: "Uncle, go home!"

The little uncle is the lord of the underworld, the king of killers, and he is not to blame.

The thirty-three killers of the underworld love each other as a family, and Li Wuyi is the head of this big family.

The thirty-three killers of the True Dragon Sect Underground Mansion have their own abilities and unpredictable, and they have always fought in groups, and they never miss a tacit understanding with each other.

Self-reliant and blameless, after the formation of the thirty-three killers.

There is only one exception, there is only one mission miss, the task is Xue Wanli, and the one who misses is Li Wuji.

Li Wuzhi is not social, Li Wuzhi is a lonely killer.

Light and darkness are separated by a thin line.

Life and death, and choice, are just a thought.

Misfortune and blessing rely on, misfortune and blessing lurk, all things are not as simple as they seem.

No matter how deep the water is, there is also a bottom, not only in Wuhua City.

Only at dusk, hazy hours.

Zhu was cooking, and his tears were still dry.

In the courtyard, on the small table, the two barbarians were humming a little song and drinking small wine, still looking complacent: "Serve wine! Serve wine and food! Big slut, little slut, don't hurry up to Lao Tzu-"

On the side, by the stove, a little girl of five or six years old was pulling the bellows with all her might, gritting her teeth, crying, her eyes were timid, angry, and there was a hint of hatred: "Mother! Why did he beat you, why did he—"

Mother's injury is not on the face, mother's injury is on the heart!

The pain is endless, but there is no choice, and the days are like this-

If you give him too little to drink, you will be beaten immediately! If you drink too much, you will be drunk again! You will still be beaten!

"Hey, let's fight, I'm not afraid!" Zhu said in his heart, and when he was a mother, he could only say in his heart: "Girl, my mother has long wanted to die, mother, you live for you!"

Life is better than death, what more to ask for!

The sky is dark, just like in the past, there is no end to the hard days, and God has not opened his eyes.

But the sky has changed, and the nobleman has come.

Three people, one in the front, two in the back.

The man at first was dressed in a robe, about fifty years old, thin and tall, with a small head and a pointed face and a goatee, like a big bird: "Take it." After that, the two officials and errands made a loud noise, and the two barbarians were entangled in iron chains: "Master Qian! Grandpa! This is-" The two officials were the two of them that day, one was the leader and the other was the subordinate: "The second barbarian, you have made a mistake!" These two people are the officials of the Yamen of Wuhua City, and the two barbarians also know: "Master Qian! Grandpa!

That Qian Ye threw a fist, and gave him a face full of flowers at the moment: "Bite it!"

The grandfather cooperated tacitly, opened his hand and stuffed a walnut into his mouth: "Bite!"

The wicked have their own wicked grinding, the noble man arrives early, and the wicked come.

The second barbarian is full of urine, the second barbarian is afraid of this, and the second barbarian also knows what he has done, but this kind of thing-

The government doesn't care about it.

"Official, two official!" Zhu ran out crying, still stepping forward to protect each other: "Wronged, wronged! I am a good man!

"Mother, mother!" the little girl ran over crying and hugged her mother: "Mother, I'm afraid, I'm afraid!"

"Two barbarians. The man stroked his beard and smiled kindly: "Listen, there are twenty-eight kinds of torture instruments in the prison, and you must taste them one by one, one a day, and once in twenty-eight days, until you have tasted them twenty-eight times, and then you have something to say." ”

Without further ado, the man waved his hand: "Leave." ”

"Xiang Gong-Xiang Gong-" Zhu Shi rushed forward, still not leaving: "Don't beat him! Don't beat him! Hit me!"

Come forward, no!" the man stopped.

The second barbarian dragged people away like a dead dog, whimpering as if crying, and I don't know if he has a trace of remorse in his heart.

"Mother, mother, don't cry, don't cry!" the little girl cried and hugged her mother, and bravely shouted: "Don't be afraid!

"The lady of the Zhu family. The man smiled and said, "Don't worry, when he tastes the taste of life is worse than death, he will understand the truth of being a man." Zhu sat down on the ground and burst into tears: "You—"

"My name is Pelican. The man smiled strangely, just like an old bird: "You can relax, you don't have to be afraid, good people do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west-"

In Zhu's hand, there is a black and white, feather.