Chapter 200: The White Blade and the Lover (5)

No one had ever told him how many times this expression was more than that of the little shell looking for a pump-

It's just that Gong San smiled.

The horse-faced man showed a look of regret.

Canghai showed a painful expression. He felt the left side of his face start to tingle and stiffen, but it hurt even more. glanced at the miracle doctor, and stopped talking.

The divine doctor quietly laughed: "Hurry up and solve it, go back to Hanbin Building to rub the medicine." ”

Canghai couldn't help laughing, and gently bit his lower lip to endure it. The divine doctor was leaning on him, and he felt that his qi was a little weak, and when he saw the water in his eyes, he couldn't help but weaken his hands and feet.

Zhichun came in to report that the official was coming. Zi You snorted: "Really, they won't come until it's over." ”

The horse-faced man said a few words and sent the official away with half a penny, staring at the sea with a smile, as if he was pleased.

Canghai smiled lightly: "Hey, little Tangyuan, you were afraid of damaging the statue so you took it down, right? That's right, otherwise I won't play with you." But congratulations, I've decided to invite you to work with me, so I'll go first. "Pull up the doctor's sleeve.

The horse-faced man snorted and said, "What's the hurry, it's so easy to catch you." After a pause, he said with a smile: "I didn't take into account what you said, I just think that the King of the Stove blesses the family house Kangtai, and if he can't be prepared, he won't be able to blow it up." ”

Canghai suppressed the impulse in his heart, squinted his eyes and said, "Heh, heh, yes." It's been a long time since I've been out today, and it's time for me to go back. ”

"Oops!" Tang Li suddenly shouted again.

Sitting on one of the benches tied to Tang Li, Yingluo said weakly: "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Li raised his right foot with the little white boot, and his eyes were faintly shining. "My shoelaces are loose. ”

Shangyuan Festival. The fifteenth day of the first month.

Tonight's second watch, people set three quarters.

At this time, it is the second watch. It's three quarters.

The scholar who was lying in ambush in the cold bushes had a scab on his head, and the cold wind blew his headache, so he had to loosely wrap a turban and wipe his nose with a handkerchief. All colleagues are dressed in cotton and leather pants, enduring the cold of ice and snow. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew down the pine snow and spilled on both shoulders. The crowd looked up.

The lights in the house suddenly exploded. Everyone's hearts jumped suddenly.

Boss Qian said, "Is there a left waiter?"

Kato said, "Are the people from 'Drunken Wind' here?"

Boss Lan sighed: "I don't know if they did it?"

Suddenly I heard a shout!

Miss Qi turned around, the uncle got up, and Shi Hai was already stupid.

The fifth uncle did not take the blade and was cut off by Kato; the sixth uncle shouted: "Be careful!" raised his arm to block the knife for his father, and blood spattered cold iron; the second uncle pulled Shi Hai and roared: "Wokou!

Miss Qi panicked on the bench to meet the knife, swept down the two enemies with one leg, and sneered. Uncle punched with his bare hands, beat the enemy's nose for a long time, led the enemy to attack himself, removed Miss Qi's fifty percent crisis, pressed against her back, and shouted: "Twenty ideas!"

Who will you share with in the bloody battle? Who will you trust your back to? Miss Qi pounded, her daughter's heart suddenly settled like dust, and she was stable, and the back of her shoulders was Tao Xiangju's solid and warm arms, and a sneer on her lips added a little tenderness and sweetness. It goes without saying.

Kato led twenty enemies and surrounded the seven Qi girls. The encirclement gradually became smaller, and everyone only felt a light collision on their shoulders, and it turned out that the seven people had their backs close to each other, and they were slowly turning like wheels in the face of the enemy. The eyes of the twenty widows were like knives, the knives were as bright as snow, impermeable to the wind, and only Miss Qi was holding a stool leg among the seven people.

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